"Good wine, good wine..."
A huge wine gourd slowly floats forward in this cloud.
Ragged clothes, a full face of stubble, like a beggar, use these words to describe Liu Changyi, which is absolutely perfect.
Lu Changyi, Drunkless, wine... madman!
At the moment, the wine maniac was holding a jar of wine in his hand, his face was red, lying half drunk and half awake on the gourd, his eyes slightly tipsy and confused. He saw the scene hundreds of miles away, under the clouds.
At the moment he is at a height of ten thousand feet, looking at the people on the ground like ants.
"what? Why is there an extra bowl on the floor? "
The wine madman saw the direction of Jiangzhou and saw the ghost fire barrier that was overturned in Jiangzhou.
Just as the wine madman wondered what the bowl was, bang!
That bowl (barrier), blasted and burst!
