The ice field in the bitter cold land of the extreme north is a lot gentler than ninety years ago, and the rampant cold seems to have converged a lot, under the heavy snow, the lifeless ice field also has a bit of a fairytale-like atmosphere, Lin Sheng did not fly, but slowly walked in the knee-high snow, leaving a long trail, from a distance, in this even the sky flying snow also has a different artistic conception.

With his memory, Lin Sheng came to the place where the wine was delivered back then, knew a dry place, sat down cross-legged, took out the wine that had been aged for more than a hundred years, and opened the cork, and the long and deep aroma of wine dispersed along the slight cold wind.

I don't know the smell of wine......

"Lightyear Love" 104, the cold wind blows the snow and flies, the big snake roars and breaks the dragon robbery is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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