Chapter 278 Wind and Snow Send Acacia, a Cup of Immortal Wine
midwinter.
The first heavy snow in Jingting Mountain seemed to be brought by the wind of Qing Pingzhou.
The Jingting Mountain covered by Frost Snow is much more lively than Qing Ping Mountain.
It's lively here.
Still does not belong to Zhelongshan.
The teenager of the Kendo Farm, Zheng Ao Shuangxue waved his sword, sword air vertical and horizontal, snowflakes fell.
飒 飒.
It seems a bit lonely in the cold wind.
The treasure bottle flew from the cottage with one petal petal petal, and fell beside the kendo. Looking at the little master who concentrated on practicing swords, she talked his mouth and said, "Son, I have sent the post to everywhere, and the guests will take.
The snow came, the family was unique in the family, and there was no meals. I was afraid that the hospitality was not around.
Gu Yu's life stopped swinging his sword, and the hot air fluttering the snowflakes, the frost and snow on the hair fell with the wind. He also pointed out and smiled indifferently: "Maybe things, the mountains of the mountains and a few small streams of fresh fish can be enough
Well hospitality ... "
Gu Yu's life said here, looking up at the snowflakes that fell, reached out and took one piece of two pieces and three pieces, and lost his mind for a moment.
The treasure bottle was in front of her hands and said, "Son, the snow is white head, and Xianhezhou will definitely shake the snowflakes. If you miss Mo Mo, write a family book, and let the Shengyuan messenger send it."
Gu Yusheng stood in the vast snow, and for a moment, only said: "Go back."
"Okay!"
The treasure bottle stuck a snowflake, followed by the son behind the son.
It is not far from the Kendo Farm to the Forest Courtyard.
You can go around the rest of your life but walk around the small and snow -covered trail very slowly and slowly.
Although the treasure bottle can guess the middle and teenagers to send acacia, it is hard to know that the young people watch the sea and think about the sea. The road of practice is thousands of miles.
And the young man looked around the Yunhai Xian, the snowflakes were subtle, and the unrestrained Qingping Mountain was.
That dream broken peach blossom forest.
Is this snowflake like this now?
Thousands of Mountain Bird Fly.
杳杳 Silent.
Pushing open the old -fashioned wooden door, the eyes are all the past scenery.
But to cut Longshan is to cut Longshan.
Qing Pingshan is Qingping Mountain.
The full fireworks still made Gu Yu feel a little cold, but he couldn't warm the hut in his heart.
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Gu Yusheng waited for the first visitor -white snow floating from Xian Hulin.
Mo Mo Bai Yujian's sword spirit!
Her little body was carrying a big food box. She was cold and cold. She didn't care about the joy of seeing her when she saw her. Instead, she was hung in front of Gu Yu's life.
"My master asked me to send it."
Gu Yusheng's pupils shrank and took over the food box. His heart, in this frosty sky, was suddenly wrapped in a gentle fire.
"It should still be hot."
Bai Xue was afraid that Gu Yu's life could not understand the intentions, and she said deliberately, she wanted to go.
Gu Yu's life quickly took out a gourd wine and handed over.
"I newly breed, bring to Mo Mo."
"Um."
Bai Xue scattered with the wind.
This time, it was the turn of the Bottle's turn to sway in the snow.
She was worried, almost tears: "Son, I think she will give me some gifts, not even talking to me."
Gu Yu's life had to comfort: "She doesn't talk to you, food in the box, you can eat more, not better?"
The treasure bottle heard the words of joy.
I just hope that Gu Yu's guests are coming, so don't have to wait for the food in the box to be cold.
It didn't take long.
There are four lights appearing in the sky.
Mo Ping, Korean, Su Shouzhuo and Qu Lianghong appeared outside the small courtyard.
"Mr. Fifteen, Drough!"
Han Wen walked in the front, and after entering the courtyard, he meticulously saluting his for the rest of his life.
"Mr. Fifteen."
Qu Lianghong and Su Shouzhuo also quickly stepped forward to salute.
With a dry cough, he said, "Korean, we are here to discuss wine today. The name of these fifteen Mr. Fifteen always makes people feel awkward, as if I have many generations for the rest of my life."
Qu Lianghong made up the knife: "Strictly speaking, this is the case."
Mo Ding's face was dark, and he looked at Gu Yu's life innocently.
Gu Yusheng's gaze toured on Mo Dilan and Qu Lianghong for a while, and there was a mirror in his heart.
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Han Wen, Su Shouzhuo, Qu Lianghong entered the house one by one, but he had two steps after the column deliberately. One hand hidden behind him was slightly moved, and a food box was handed to Gu Yu's life.
Quietly: "What I did, now you do it, I don't mind, but the hospitality is going to be as needed."
Gu Yusheng took the food box silently and said, "I have a better one."
With the column, the eyebrows immediately picked up. Obviously, if he didn't believe Gu Yu's life, he stepped into the hut and saw several dishes on the table. There were also red mud furnaces.
Mo Ping's eyes widened, and then suddenly realized that he stroked his forehead and said to Gu Yu's life: "I care about this, but it has nothing to do with it."
Gu Yusheng smiled and took a wooden bench for Mo Ping.
See each other.
Take the cup of the treasure bottle and place the cup in front of the guests with a colorful peach blossom.
The people are surprised.
Han Wen, Su Shouzhuo, Qu Lianghong had never seen such a "spiritual" sword spirit, secretly surprised, and when they inspected Gu Yu's life for the cultivation, they were secretly surprised.
How long does Gu Yu's life enter Jindan?
Today, the breath on his body is unpredictable, and the solidity of his realm has even made the Korean language that has always been stable, which is surprising.
Gu Yusheng took a pot of wine.
Full the cup and hang the map of Qianshan on the wall, just a faint way: "Zhu Jun, please tast it."
Don't be polite with Gu Yu's life, the first one raised a cup and drank it.
"Well."
The treasure bottle snickered.
Su Shouzhuo, Qu Lianghong, who was originally prepared to drink, could not help but a little meal.
"His ... Okay ... good wine!"
Mo Bo Lao sighed.
Well!
As soon as his words fell, the whole person was drunk on the wooden table.
Han Wen and Su Shouzhuang looked at each other.
Qu Lianghong grabbed the ears of Mo Dingra.
Mo Ping's early god traveled to the sky, and a sip of alcohol hit Qu Liang's red face, making her always wild, and suddenly her face red ears, I don't know if it was a liquor smoke, or for other reasons.
"This wine?"
Han Wen was surprised.
Su Shouzhuo was weird and dipped into his mouth with his fingers, and sent it into his mouth. For a while, his body's aura was loose, and the extremely pure vast air surrounded the body, forming the rhyme of Confucianism like ink.
Entering the realm!
See this.
The Korean language that quit alcohol couldn't help sending the alcohol to his mouth and sipped it lightly. After a while, he got up and bent down to Gu Yu's life: "Mr. Fifteen, this wine is immortal.
Whether I can, how can I dare to drink this wine! "
Gu Yu's life does not answer.
For him.
This wine is precious.
But he traveled all thousands of mountains and rivers, got a friendship, and became more precious.
Qu Lianghong heard the words, and she was incredible. She lifted the cup and explored the wine in the cup with her eyes. She also learned a sip.
The sound of swords from outside the courtyard.
Gu Yusheng made a spiritual power from Na Na's alcoholic map, and the alcohol of the hangover was covered by the courtyard.
After a while, Mo Ding and Su Shouzhuo and Qu Lianghong were all drunk, but the strange effect in the wine was retained.
Korean is still restrained.
Su Shouzhuo accidentally made a breakthrough. Gu Yu's life Boxing: "Brother Gu, here is in the wine."
After that, Su Shouzhuo took out the pen and ink and paper, painted with the vast air, and instantly, the next special Confucian array was set around the small courtyard where Gu Yu's life was. This small courtyard became rich at the speed of the naked eye.
"Laugh!"
Su Shouzhuo hides the pen and ink, immersed in a table of food.
Han Wen sat upright, without any expressions. He was a pure military road practitioner. He hidden in his heart. As a general, his aspirations were in the demon world.
, Calmly: "Mr. Fifteen, he guards the monster in the world, Han must follow."
Qu Lianghong said briefly: "The same is true of me."