The night is thick and the wind is rising.

The night wind blew, and the weather in autumn was a little cool, and Li Lingfeng couldn't help but sneeze.

At this moment, he was standing alone on the side of Zhengyang Road, he felt the biting cold wind of autumn, and he thought that he should drink some wine to warm himself.

At this moment, only wine can anesthetize his nerves and make him no longer so cold.

Zhengyang Street is one of the most prosperous streets in Yangqing City, with a dazzling array of shops and office buildings on both sides of the road, carrying all the prosperity of the city.

Li Lingfeng was in it at the moment, but what he saw was full of devastation, he was a little tired, he didn't want anything at the moment, he just wanted a few glasses of wine.

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Chapter 272 of "Yin Yang Council Pavilion": Under the Zhengyang Gate is hitting in the hand, please wait for a while,

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