Tripod Reverses the Heaven

The ancient wind is drunk, it is really drunk, completely drunk.

The hundred thousand year old wine, which had just eaten for a second or two, immediately played an unimaginable super effect. At this time, the ancient wind only felt a whirl of heaven and earth, an irresistible strong dizziness, which made him fall to the ground on the spot, and no one knew about it.

What Gu Feng didn't know was that at the moment when he was drunk, his cosmetic surgery lost its effectiveness and he changed back to his original face. And his plan to frame the wine half crazy also miscarried!

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When Gu Feng opened his eyes again, it was ten days later. When he found out his current situation, he was scared to take a breath on the spot.

He found that he was bound, white and naked, and was thrown into a big pot.

The pot is full of water, surrounded by dense pink peach blossoms. At first glance, it looks like taking a peach blossom bath. But the strong wine smell and the familiar brewing environment remind the ancient wind that this is not a bathtub, but a big iron pot for brewing. This is not bathing, but soaking yourself like soaking peach blossoms. As soon as the time comes, I will bring myself to make wine.

"I was caught? Was caught by Taoist Guiyun who looked like an old beggar and was ready to make wine? " After finding out the situation, the old wind was scared pale.

Then, a bitter smile appeared on his face, secretly scolding himself for what he deserved.

Come to think of it carefully, doesn't it deserve it? If he didn't taste the hundred thousand year old wine, wouldn't he be drunk? If you don't get drunk, will you be caught? One hundred thousand years old wine has been in hand. When can't you drink it? Do you have to satisfy your greed on the spot?

Well, I've been caught. It can be said that people have stolen goods. What else to say? Even if someone really cooked wine, he deserved it. He deserved it.

Finally, the ancient wind attributed all this to the damn luck. He knows his luck is bad. If he steals wine, he will be caught 100%. Isn't that right now?

"Hehe, it's a hundred thousand years old wine. It's worth dying if you can drink it. Besides, I drank a big jar? Hehe, it's worth it, it's worth it... "The ancient wind chuckled and looked satisfied. Immediately, he seemed to think of something. His eyebrows were twisted into a rope on the spot and said in surprise: "no, it seems that all the 100000 year old wine has been spilled? Although the wine was eaten a little, I forgot what it tasted like? What's the smell? I... seem to have forgotten? I don't even know what it's like to die like this. Is it too wrong? "

Thinking of this, the whole face of the ancient wind turned black. He felt that it was really worthless to die like this.

If others know that he doesn't even remember the taste of the wine, what good stories will be spread through the ages? It is estimated that what has spread is not good news, but eternal ridicule.

At the thought that it was not worth dying like this, the ancient wind shouted on the spot: "Hey, old man, are you there? Let me out! "

He roared several times in a row, but no one came out to respond to him. He could see nothing except the roof of the main hall. The whole hall was empty, but there was no one.

Gu Feng was unconvinced. He struggled hard and tried to escape from the big iron pot, but he found that the rope binding him was too strong. Anyway, he kept earning. What depressed him was that his divine power had already been sealed and could not be mentioned at all.

"Do I really want to sit and wait to die? I don't believe in evil. I'm a frightening demon star. I'll take it instead of heaven in the future. How can I die easily? "

The ancient wind clenched his teeth and showed his ferocious face, which seemed unconvinced. However, the next second, his face suddenly changed wildly. Because he remembered that his luck had been deprived and his life style had been changed... In this way, wouldn't he be more or less unlucky?

If it had been in the past, Gu Feng naturally believed that he could not die easily, but it is hard to say now, because his luck was deprived and it is impossible to turn good luck into bad luck. At the same time, his life style was changed, and naturally there would be no protection.

Doesn't this mean that this time it's really more or less bad and dead?

The ancient wind's luck in the past two years is extremely bad. There is no possibility of turning bad luck into good luck.

"What should I do? What should I do? Are you really going to die this time? But... "

Although the ancient wind has already seen everything, he is still a little difficult to put down when he really faces death.

After struggling and shouting for a long time, I didn't get any response. The hall was still empty, as if the old man wasn't here at all.

Gradually, the ancient wind became desperate, and even gave up directly in the end. He really planned to close his eyes and wait for death.

I don't know from which moment, Gu Feng closed his eyes and didn't struggle and shout any more, as if he had really accepted his life and really didn't care about his life.

The concept of time was blurred in the ancient wind's mind again. He didn't know how long he had been bound. Is it January? Or half a year?

Gu Feng doesn't know. Anyway, he feels it's been a long time.

It was not until one day that the ancient wind heard a familiar hoarse song that he knew how long he had been soaked:

New wine is brewed on September 9. Good wine comes from us

After drinking our wine, I can't shake my spirit

After drinking our wine

"It's September 9 again? I was soaked for a year? "

At the sound of this song, Gufeng was silly, because he knew that the God of wine would make wine again. It seems that he only brews wine on September 9. Doesn't it mean that he has been locked up for a whole year?

Suddenly, Gu Feng opened his eyes and roared at the scene: "old man, let me out quickly. Taoist Guiyun, Jiushen Guiyun... "The strong desire for survival came out again. At this moment, the ancient wind seemed to see the hope of life.

During this year, the ancient wind called the sky should not be, and the earth should not work. He had to close his eyes and wait for death. Now, the old man Guiyun appeared again, so he immediately aroused his strong desire for survival.

However, the tragedy is that no matter how the ancient wind calls, the old man outside doesn't pay any attention at all, as if he didn't hear it at all, which makes the ancient wind feel powerless.

Just when he wanted to scold, he saw that "lovely and amiable" old Guiyun finally appeared in the sight of the ancient wind, and he put his head into the big iron pot.