The alluring female Zhuge: forced to be a concubine

Chapter 392 Alcoholic strength, the whole body is cold
Slightly unscrewed the lid of the wine jar, and unexpectedly found that the drinking tools were placed inside the lid, like an inlaid box, with a fiery red wine glass and a wine bucket made of the same material .

Zhuo Zhifu took down the wine funnel, put it into the altar to fill it up, then took it out and slowly poured it into the wine glass.

I saw that the wine bucket was poured slightly, but the wine glass was already full, and there was not a lot of wine in the wine bucket, which is really puzzling.Although she was puzzled, Zhuo Zhifu still hung the hook on the wine funnel on the edge of the wine jar, and sniffed the glass of wine which seemed to have no trace of alcohol.

After drinking a glass, before Zhuo Zhifu tasted the wine, she felt a cold breath rushing up from her abdomen, almost freezing her into a popsicle.

Fortunately, she reacted in time, quickly put down the wine glass, and started to exercise her breathing to slowly dissolve the icy breath.But when Zhuo Zhifu was practicing her skills, she saw Luo Ling fly to the edge of the wine jar and opened her small mouth in the direction of the wine bucket, and saw the wine in the wine bucket rushing up like a water dragon ascending to the sky, Turning into Luo Ling's mouth, a trace of cold air overflowed from time to time.

And the little wolf at the side saw Luo Ling enjoying the good wine, not to be outdone, he simply leaned against the wine jar with his belly facing up, and waved his paws, and then saw the water dragon in the wine funnel split into two, one Flying to Luo Ling, a wolf flew into the wolf's mouth.

Ever since, a strange phenomenon appeared in the wine forest formation.

I saw a man covered with frost sitting cross-legged next to the wine jar, and a bird that had become the size of the wine jar, and a little snow wolf that was all white with only a handful of red hairs on its forehead. With his mouth open, he caught a column of wine that looked like a fountain of water. From time to time, a gust of cold air emerged from his body, forming a strange phenomenon no matter how you looked at it.

After about two hours, I saw that the wine column had disappeared, and the original white space had disappeared without a trace, revealing its true face, but it was an open space with crystal jade-colored bamboo forests.

Zhuo Zhifu's frost-covered body had already returned to normal, and even Luo Ling and Xiaolang had woken up, spitting out a mouthful of white mist full of alcohol from time to time, showing a contented expression.

(End of this chapter)