v2 Chapter 1360： Xing Shi confess! (1/2)

This day.

The sun is setting, and the sunset is near dusk.

At the foot of Yunxia Mountain.

A man is lying on a shabby old chair with his legs tilted, his eyes slightly closed, eating red leaf demon fruit, drinking a little wine, and humming a small song. Be more leisurely, more leisurely, more How at ease.

Katsuyuki's white clothes fluttered gently as if accompanied by a rocking chair.

Rumo's black hair seemed to be dancing slightly in the breeze here.

Eat the most poisonous demon fruit, drink the strongest wine, and enjoy the dusk at sunset.

Looking at this world, who else can there be in addition to the ancient breeze?

For a few days, he didn't go anywhere, just so he drank and drank wine under the Yunxia Mountain.

Originally I wanted to talk to those old friends individually, but after thinking about it, I forget it.

What good-bye, what else?

Farewell is the best farewell.

and so.

He's been drinking here, waiting.

Wait for Wudao Mountain to come.

In addition to this, Gu Qingfeng thought about it, and he seemed to have nothing else to do.

Only wait for Wudao Mountain to come.

As for what will happen after Wudao Mountain comes.

This time, whether it is life or death.

Gu Qingfeng didn't know.

He was too lazy to think about it.

He Huan He Huan?

Why die?

who cares?

The ancient breeze doesn't care.

”When you get there, you can sing and lose, and when you're sad, you'll be distressed. You are drunk now, and you will be sad tomorrow.”

Drink a glass of wine.

Gu Qingfeng Shutan couldn't help but sing a poem, and then couldn't help but sighed: ”It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity that drinking alone is too lonely. I would have stayed alive for a few days before I knew it. , It's a miscalculation. ”

With a slam, the wine opened again.

This wine is the nine lives and deaths that Daxing episcopals got from the forbidden area. This stuff is definitely a good thing. Even the old devil who has lived for many years, I see this wine is coveted because of this stuff. The child is brewed from the nine-day bright galaxy and the nine-dark dark blood river. Take a sip, like the nine-degree reincarnation, immortal, immortal, magic non-magic, between Buddha and Buddha, between heaven and earth, only one, drink less altar An altar.

Inexplicable.

A soft whisper came suddenly.

”I'll come with you, will you?”

The sound dropped.

A man seems to come down from the sky.

Is a woman.

A glamorous woman who is all over the country, with a transcendent temperament, is like a fairy who does not eat fireworks.

Sheng Xue's white clothes fluttered slightly, as in the smoke and in the fog, three thousand long black hairs dangled naturally, and a few strands of hair fluttered gently.

It was Su Shi.

”Oh.”

Gu Qingfeng raised a brow slightly, lying on his back, tilted his head, squinted his eyes, smiled, looked up and down Su Shi, and smiled, ”Who is my way, it turns out to be Su Damei. What wind is blowing you. ”