The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

The climbing speed of the land opportunity is fast.

Light paced, fleeting body. Tending the ups and downs, those seemingly intractable stones were stepped under her feet.

There was a bird in the woods that was frightened, slapping its wings and screaming away. There are also vipers or other monsters coming out of the bushes or between the cracks of the stones, punishing her for invading their territory, her sword shadow flashing, almost impossible to see the trajectory, those vipers poisonous shoes poisonous toad poisonous centipede and other things she chopped into countless segments.

Her heart was filled with anger, so she had no mercy when she did it.

“Opportunity, Opportunity, Opportunity, Wait for Me." Behind was the scream of that fat, round face. Lu Qi climbed too fast, and he couldn't keep up with everything he could.

Ignoring the opportunity, Lu ran all the way to the top of the Mountain of Nobody.

She's going to climb to the top as fast as she can.

At least get to the top in front of that idiot Lee Shepherd.

As the big lady of Lu Jia Zhuang, she had long heard that she would encounter alcoholic fortune on the way up the mountain. She didn't care about it at all.

For ordinary people, four walls of alcoholic fortune, how many of these walls keep unswerving people out of the door? What kind of test is this for her?

The scene in front of us is mutated, and the land opportunity enters another world.

Bamboo forest, lonely pavilion.

An old man, a pot of spirits.

The gentle old man in the gray robe was drinking himself, as if disturbed by the sound of Lu Qi's footsteps. He raised his head and waved to her and said: "Little girl, come and have a drink with Grandpa. My wine is called Bamboo Heart Wine. Bamboo heartless. After drinking my wine, it became nothing. How does life feel when you're drunk? ”

Lu Qi walked over and sat down on a stone stool in front of the elderly.

She took a bowl of wine from the basin next to her and placed it in front of the old man and said, "Pour the wine. ”

The old man smiled and poured wine into the bowl, saying: "Bamboo hearts are pure and strong, and there is another reputation for ‘pouring a glass’. Drink half a bowl and try the taste. ”

The elderly poured half a bowl of wine and pushed the bowl in front of Lu Qi.

Lu Qi took up the wine bowl and drank it, then placed the empty bowl in front of the old man again and said: "Fill it up. ”

The smile on the old man's face opened and said, "Girl, good wine. ”

He lifted up the bar again and poured a large bowl of bamboo hearts into front of Lu Qi.

Lu Qi lifted up the bowl again and drank it, leaving the stain to slide down the corner of his lip, saying: “Fill it up again. ”

The old man looked at Lu Qi's face and poured the bowl full again.

Lu Qi took up a large bowl and did not hesitate to fill a bowl of spirits.

She put the bowl on the stone table and said again: "Fill it up. ”

The old man held the altar still and looked at the opportunity and said: "Girl, this is a test, though. But if you lose this test, you lose it in real life. You were drunk in the test, and in reality, you'll never live again. I'm not the real me, but you are the real you. It's not the Mirror Moon, it's not the Nanco Dream. It's a fantasy, it's a reality. ”

“Mother and grandmother, it's really annoying.” Lu Qi grabbed the tub of bamboo hearts from the old man and poured it up with his neck grunting.

After a sigh of breath, the majority of the bamboo spirit was given a clean drink by Lu Qi.

She threw the empty altar on the table and drank: "Bring some more wine. ”

The old man was heartbroken holding the empty altar and said with a red eye: “What a waste. What a waste. Was it enough to make this bamboo-hearted wine that you swallowed up so badly that you had such a bad baby? ”

“Nice wine. Anything else?” Lu Qi ignored the old man's crying and looked at the old man and asked.

“No more. Not a single pot. You go, you go.” The old man began to drive, "he said." Don't ever let me see you again. This is bad luck. This is bad luck. I wasted a pot of bamboo hearts. That's my month's worth. ”

“Cheap bastard.” Lu Qi wiped his mouth down with his sleeve and threw a purple hair towards the bamboo grove.

Cold pride, like being spoiled by the world.

Chu was arrogant and casual. He wanted to catch up with the previous Lu Qi Opportunity, but didn't know if he was going in the wrong direction. The faster he ran, the more he couldn't find the figure of the Lu Qi Opportunity. Even the fat man who ran in front of him disappeared, and everyone seemed to have suddenly disappeared.

It's like this huge hillside, you're the only one trying to climb. In the eyes of those who have great power, they are like ants attached to the hillside. An ant trying to conquer the mountains.

Chu is a man of extreme pride in his bones. She doesn't like being an ant, much less being seen as one.

So, the climbing Chu is in a bad mood.

Just thinking about what was going on, Chu suddenly stepped on his feet.

It was a summer season, and now it's a snowy winter.

It's a deserted field, dark in the distance, with only a hut at the foot of the hill in front with lights on. The chimney above the hut is smoking black and looks like the owner of the house is cooking.

Chu hesitated and walked towards the hut.

He knocked on the door and shouted, “Is anybody there? ”

After a moment of kung fu, a young man dressed in green shirt and full of books opened the door and looked at Chu Qiu in front of him with confusion. “Are you going up the mountain? ”

“Nice. I'm tired of walking and it's snowing again, so I came to borrow a bowl of wine and drink.” Chu Xiao spoke voluntarily. He knows what he found in front of him, so he might as well start by identifying his history.

“Please come in.” The schoolboy in the green shirt gave way to half his body.

When Chu came in, he shut the door and plugged it in. This keeps the snowflakes and cold winds out of the door.

Rooms are cramped with only a few pieces of furniture.

This is the poorest house the little prince has ever visited.

Hot bubbles gutted through the large pot, and a mixture of sweet potatoes and rice came through. Chu Qiu's stomach murmured and suddenly found himself hungry.

The young man in the green shirt was a little embarrassed, explaining, “Sweet potato rice, this is all we have in the house. If you don't mind, have a bowl? ”

“Fine.” Chu Xin said.

As a result, the young man in green shirt held two bowls of sweet potato rice on the table, washed two more pairs of chopsticks, and Chu Xiao, one chair at a time, held a bowl of rare rice and drank it lazily.

The young man in green shirt swept around and found the walls of the house, even the pickles were eaten by him yesterday.

The sight swept to the corner, where there was a dusty altar.

His eyes lit up and he said: "This brother, no food, is not a hospitality, there is also a potato wine in the house, I made it myself. Shall we eat with wine? How about that?”

Chu Xiao nodded and said: "You can have a cup of snow later. Eating sweet potato rice and drinking sweet potato wine in this freezing snow is also an elegance. ”

“Well said.” The young man in the green shirt hurried over and took the wine out, cleaned the surface of the bowl and washed two more cups, one of which broke a large mouth.

Then, use those two colored pitch-black tea glasses to hold the wine.

It has a strong flavour and has a nose full of flavours before it even comes in.

Chu took a deep sip of wine and said: "Good wine. ”

Praised by the Guest, the teenager in the green shirt looked trendy and was happy to say: "It is indeed good wine. Normally, I couldn't help but drink it myself, and it was at that time that I used it to entertain my guests. ”

"Though it's the most common sweet potato wine and a little rough on the palate, it's better than freshness and nature, and there's a big snow accompaniment, which is that the palace's white wine is far worse. ”

“Ah, brother, have you ever had too much white wine? ”

“Nice. Too white is sorghum, skinned with the rice from Suxi Creek with its fullest particles and sautéed three sieves. Soak in the water of Tianquan. After a series of cumbersome processes, it is sealed and fermented, culminating in this fine wine.” Chu explained.

Green shirt teenager heard him swallow directly, said: “I haven't tasted it personally, but I think it must be the world's first class wine. ”

“Although it's good, it's not the best wine in the world.” Chu Xin said, "The best wine is called beautiful drunkenness. During the Macy season, hundreds of flowers in the garden contaminate dew water or the first snow collects those dew snow with the lips of the beauty, then add the wine made of hundreds of flowers, to remove the dust fresh, intense and unharmed. That's the world's first-class wine. ”

The young man in the green shirt looked up to him and said, "I wish I could get drunk once in my life. ”

“Nature has an opportunity.” Chu Qiu, with a smile on his mouth, looked at the young man in blue and said: “I saw a book on your desk, but you want to take a title? ”

“The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own face like a jade. Rich books, students are willing to work hard for it.” The young man in the green shirt spoke loudly.

“And after taking the title? ”

“Then you can taste the world's wine.” The young man in blue said with anticipation.

“I am the Little King of the Westwind Empire, named Chu Ming, a royal man. Would you like me to recommend you to the palace to make wine officers and taste the world's famous wine? ”

The young man in green shirt was so excited, he quickly rose from the chair and knelt down to tidy his crown. He said: "Gan Yuan is only the head of the little prince, Ma. But when His Majesty commanded, Gan Yuan died. ”

“Get up.” Chu Qian-end sat in front of the window and looked out at the wind and snow and said.

He knows that the liquor level has been broken.

The temptation is to take a double-edged sword, or hurt you, or cut me. It depends on which way the money is higher.