The ceramic bowl in his hand was quietly raised, and Gao Jianli's expression was calm and indifferent.
He lowered his head slightly and stared at the wine surface in the ceramic bowl in his hand.
The waves are sparkling, clear and translucent.
"Small ...!"
When he secretly mobilized a ray of internal force and penetrated into the ceramic bowl.
The clear and mellow drinks are silently frozen into a whole piece, and the ice surface is smooth as a mirror.
It can also be used as a mirror.
The light of the candlelight next to the wooden table is clearly reflected in the ceramic bowl. With the refraction of the light on the ice, the reflection effect.
Let him be able to use this situation to secretly observe the surrounding scenes secretly.
The center of the roadside shop.
A Founded Founder stove is placed here. The inside is filled with charcoal, which is red inner and outside the inside and outside of the bears.
Not only bring warmth, but also brings more sufficient light.
People can't feel the cold and snowy night outside.
"Luo.com's minions are still so difficult to get rid of it, and they are tracked and found them so quickly." Gao Jianli observed the surroundings silently, so that it was clear.
Then use the internal force to quietly turn the ice cubes in the ceramic bowl in the hand.
Restart it into a clear and clear drink.
Then raise the ceramic bowl, put it on the lips, drink lightly, taste carefully, and the handsome face is always calm and calm.
"Wow ...!"
Suddenly, the door of the shop was pushed away from the outside.
In a short time, a burst of cold wind was mixed with a huge white snowflake, and it fluttered into the inside of the small shop from the outside, which significantly reduced the internal temperature.
This way, everyone in the small shop turned around and looked at the door of the shop.
"Oh, it's almost frozen to death!" Jing Jing suddenly hugged his arms, rubbing his arms hard, with a hint of apologies on his face, and closing the door of the small shop again.
Take off the buckets worn on the top of the head and throw the snow.
Then Jing Jing hung Douyao on his back, and took the initiative to walk inside the shop, and at the same time he disappeared about the surrounding subtleties.
Drinking highly: "Primary two, quickly give me a altar in your best wine in your shop."
"Hey, good!" The shop ran over, removed the brown rags that put on the left shoulder, and rubbed Gao Jian from the empty table on the right side of the hand and feet.
Then bent down and bowed his head, and smiled at his humble humility: "Please sit on the guest officer, the wine you want, the small one will send you it immediately."
Jing Yan heard the words, nodded, and couldn't wait.
Having waved his hand quickly.
"Well, go quickly!"
The shop Xiao Er quickly smiled back.
After a while, he held a wine altar that was not opened in one hand, holding a ceramic bowl with the other hand, and his footsteps hurried to come.
"Guest officer, this is the wine you want." Xiao Er put down the wine altar and ceramic bowl and stood aside.
"Especially in this cold weather, it is particularly warming up, but this is the most famous spirit of our Yan Kingdom ..."
"Is it true?" Hearing the words of the shop, Jing Jing's face showed a rejoicing look, quite happy: "Let me try it in person. Whether this wine is really as good as you said.
"
When talking in the mouth.
He took his self -care, and he lifted the wine altar next to him, tearing the wine seal.
Then pour the wine in the wine altar into the ceramic bowl in front of the wine, put down the wine altar, raise the ceramic bowl, close the eyes of Jing Jing, and carefully sniff the alcohol.
On the face, a pair of intoxicated obsessive expression was revealed.
"Ohbit, refreshing and spleen."
"Before drinking it, I have evoked the worms in the abdomen, it's really a good wine!"
With the action of wine tasting, Jing Jing carefully identified it.
After confirming that there was no problem with the wine, he raised his ceramic bowl in his hand, drank his head up, and drank it.
Gifted
"good!"
"It is really good spirits, the most suitable for this kind of cold weather to drink!"
"Unexpectedly, in such roadside shops, you can still drink such a pure and energetic Yan Guo spirit wine. It is really a blessing."
Jing Yan couldn't help but sigh.
Then put down the ceramic bowl in your hand, give yourself a bowl again, start drinking a lot, and drink smoothly.
As soon as the alcoholic addiction came up, Jing Jing only wanted to drink.
Even Gao Jianli, who was looking for a few months, was thrown aside, and didn't look at him.
Nympho
Nympho
Outside the roadside shop.
Another man dressed as a swordsman, with a bucket, clenched the sacrifice, walked alone in the cold snowy snowy night.
Looking at the small shop not far away, he reached out and lowered his edge of his bucket.
Then come to the gate and push away the door.
"哐! ...!"
The wooden door was pushed straight, and the sound of collision with the wall.
The middle -aged man of this beard does not look at other people, and it is even more irrigating the snow outside. The goal is clear.
A pair of eyes hidden below Douyu, as cruel and cunning like a lonely wolf.
"Are you Gao Jianli?"
"I heard that you are the first musician of Yan Guo, Qinyi is high, I have the owner, I hope you can play a song in person."
Gao Jian's separation is just like unsightly.
Still holding care of the ceramic bowl in your hand, and drinking wine at a quiet small mouth.
At this time, the shop was holding a wine altar in her arms, and came in this direction, with a smile on her face.
"Guest officer, your wine is here!"
"I don't know what happened!" The middle -aged male swordsman of the beard suddenly drank out, and then pulled out the sword.
A sword was tough for Gao Jianli.
Sen Leng Sword light, the evil spirits are rolling, under the shining of the light of the candle, it looks extremely dazzling.
"..."
Gao Jianli was holding a ceramic bowl with his left hand, and quickly pulled out the water and cold sword from the wooden piano mezzanine.
Swiping the sword on the right hand to cut it up.
Everyone saw a touch of cold light in front of them, and the situation had changed.
"Click ...!"
The sword of the middle -aged swordsman in the beard was cut off by Gao Jian from a sword.
The cracked half -blade flew obliquely, and the speed was extremely fast, like a hidden weapon, penetrating the wine altar held in Xiaofe's arms at a very fast speed.
Then go to the momentum, and then break through the heart of Xiaofei.
Yin Hong's warm blood, mixed with the strong and strong spirits, flowed down the clothes, making the touch of blood even more gorgeous.
"Well ...!"
Suddenly, the middle -aged swordsman of the beard be released.
Covering his neck tightly with both hands, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but the blood flowed in along his trachea.
Let him say nothing.
"Click ...!"
The bucket wearing on the top of the head suddenly cracked in half.
Middle -aged swords of the beard fell backwards, and faintly, it can be seen that there is a black spider tattoo on the neck.