Jun Yuecheng couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that there was such a wine in the world, and I don't know how the wine saint came up with it." ”

The effect of the three tastes is so amazing that if you don't hear it with your own ears, you can't believe that there is such an existence.

It's just rumored that the wine saint has been uninhibited all his life, and I don't know why he made such a ...... Desperate wine.

Yes, despair.

For those who drink the three tastes, happiness is also death, sorrow is also death, and enlightenment is also death.

It is better to call the three tastes of the three deaths.

Only a person with a dead heart and a great obsession can brew such a divine wine with a desperate and decisive attitude.

Xiao Jingshui chuckled: "I probably don't want to live anymore, or maybe I can't live." ”

Jun Yuecheng: "......" seems to be true.

But it is precisely because of this that it is even more difficult to figure it out.

After all, I have never heard of the wine saint being a pessimistic and misanthrope.

Xiao Jingshui hadn't heard of it either, so she tended to think it was the latter.

Without him, the main thing is that she doesn't think that anyone is a neurotic who doesn't want to live.

I think that the wine saint is also a very stylish person, otherwise he would not be able to make such a poignant wine.

To make such a wine, it is necessary to put life and death aside, but also to have an elegant and calm taste.

If she had been here thousands of years earlier, she would have wanted to make friends with this wine saint.

Now......

Xiao Jingshui glanced at Shi Yunye, full of disgust.

Now there's only one guy who is suspected of being a descendant of the wine saint, and it's quite annoying.

Ren Shifei said to Xiao Jingshui, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Ren has the inheritance of the wine saint, has a natural filter for the wine saint, and is somewhat resistant to installing these negative emotions on the wine saint.

But this speculation is well-founded, although Ren Zhengfei does not want to admit it, he has to say that it is very reasonable.

It was no matter who chose silence.

Ji Xingzhou didn't care much about this, so naturally he didn't say anything.

And Shi Yunye, who has a direct relationship with the party, heard Xiao Jingshui say this, and there was no wave in his heart.

Shi Yunye said calmly: "Maybe it's both." - Actually, there is another name for Juewei Sanzhen. ”

I naturally know my father's affairs, but I just can't live. But of course, this cannot be said to outsiders.

Xiao Jingshui raised his eyes and asked silently.

"Three kills."

Shi Yunye lightly spit out three words.

Xiao Jingshui was slightly stunned at first, and then chuckled: "Good name." ”

To Xiao Jingshui say, this name is actually more suitable for this wine.

Isn't every glass of wine a murderous knife?

Shi Yunye smiled but did not speak.

It is indeed a good name with profound meaning, but behind this, there is the blood and tears of the Shi family.

When the sorrow is extreme, I have learned to be calm.

Before he met Love, Shi Yunye also accepted his fate.

But......

But it was Love who he met.

An equally intolerable existence.

Although the people of the Shi clan will die, and their lovers will also die, but death is not the same as before death.

Shi Yunye would never allow Love's destiny to embark on her own fate.

So, he chose to rebel.

Before his death comes, leave enough retreat for his Fu'er.

But Shi Yunye doesn't feel like a warrior because of this, this is just a choice out of desperation.

It is because Shi Yunye never comments much on the affairs of his ancestors.

Xiao Jingshui saw that Shi Yunye no longer took anything, and he had a rough bottom in his heart.

It seems that the story behind Juewei Sanzhen is not a very good thing for Shi Yunye.

Perhaps, it will be a very bad or even bad thing.

Thanks to the two cute monthly passes

I'm sorry, it's late today, there's no way, the author went out to do practical activities after the exam today, and he got motion sickness on the bus, I ......

emmmm…… The passing year is not good.

(End of chapter)