Fifty years ago, Ling Fengzhang's life was a legend.
A sword and a myth, a lofty existence that countless people admire.
Heroes have been lonely since ancient times.
Aside from the extremely dazzling halo in front of people, Ling Feng Zhiying is just a mortal, a swordsman who can't escape the love barrier after all.[
In the world, there are not many people who know that he is sad in the past, but they know that they have passed away one after another.
The next generation knows very little, and Hong Cen is one of these very few.
Ling Feng is alone in wandering around the world, and has a cycle of fate. He has abandoned his children's love and eliminated his grudges with one sword. This heroic spirit has made many people feel inferior.
Heroes are righteous and righteous, and are admirable.
However, it is a pity that I will never be with the one I love in my life, because the one I love will always leave in grudges, love and hatred, and the separation of yin and yang has become a regret that will never be compensated.
The two were silent.
Hong Cen drinks more and more sobers.
"It's strange, is it the wine of senior... that has the effect of quenching wine?" I was a little drunk just now, and I woke up this time.
"Drink it? Haha! This wine can not only sober up, but also detoxify." The old man smiled loudly. Nianyue did not make him bow, but his smile was still so vigorous and powerful. After hearing what he said, it was obvious that he had seen it early in the morning.
Hong Cen was heavily poisoned.
He didn't know whether there was an antidote.
Hong Cen had no gratitude in his eyes because he just wanted to get drunk. He couldn't get drunk even if he wanted to get drunk. He covered the wine gourd and gave it to Ling Feng's shadow.
However, the jar of sorghum was gone. The remaining one was given to Ling Fengying to drink all the food.
"Why is this wine so little?"
Hong Cen replied: "I drank it just now. I just couldn't get drunk."
The old man put the hat on. "Wine is not drunk and everyone is drunk. Young man, remember that wine is not used to intoxicate people."
The two were like this, silent, one riding a small donkey, the other walking slowly.