The devil of Douluo is in the world

Chapter 60
"Hmm~ good wine!"

Bibi Jiu opened the lid of the wine jar and smelled it, her whole expression seemed to be in a state of ecstasy.

The lid of the wine jar was opened, and a pure aroma of wine overflowed, warming the heart.

The tender cold locks the dream because of the cold spring, and the fragrance envelops people like the fragrance of wine.

Standing in a dangerous building, the wind is thin.Look at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is dark.In the afterglow of the grass and smoke, who would lean on the fence without words.

Song Wuxin doesn't understand wine, but he knows how to drink.

Walking into the yard, the smell of wine wafted into the nostrils, and I was so sad that I couldn't get drunk.

Tears come before the wine arrives.

The lamp is on and the pillow is flickering, and I know the taste of lonely sleep.

The sorrow of parting gradually becomes endless, and the distance continues like spring water.

Well, I don't know who wrote these beautiful words, but at that moment, they suddenly jumped into my mind.

Zhuyeqing is a good wine, but most of them are ten years old, 20 years old, 30 years old is considered rare.

The century-old bamboo leaf green has never been seen before.

Bibijiu is known as the Immortal of Wine, and he has been addicted to alcohol all his life. Even if he travels thousands of miles, he has to drink a glass of every fine wine in the world to fulfill his wish.

If he heard that there was good wine somewhere, if he couldn't take a sip, he would wake up with a start at night and couldn't sleep all night.

When he was young, he once had a fight with Qian Daoliu over a glass of wine.

Entering the house, Song Wuxin saw the jar of wine at first glance.

In fact, he is not addicted to alcohol, really not an alcoholic.

I only drink a little when I am thinking about things occasionally.

It's like smoking.

But after a long time, when I encounter good wine, I still like it in my heart.

Of course, drinking was wrong, so he never drank too much.

Just the meaning.

Ok?
He quickly noticed the weird atmosphere in the house.

Bibi Dong's complexion was not very good, as if she had just been hit by something.

Also, who is this bad old man?

The eight-character eyebrows, what he hated the most in his life were the eight-character eyebrows.

In the nine reincarnations, I have met many people who seem to be sanctimonious on the surface, who claim to be righteous people, but behind their backs they do some things like male robbers and female prostitutes.

"Xiao Song, you are back."

"Well, Aunt Li, these are some mushrooms I picked in the forest."

"Okay, Aunt Li will cook chicken and mushroom stew for you tonight."

Aunt Li smiled and took the basket and left the cabin.

When stepping over the threshold, although it was very subtle, Song Wuxin still found something unusual.

Not really nervous, but Aunt Li seems to be in a heavy mood today.

Song Wuxin couldn't explain why he felt this way, but he believed that it wasn't an illusion.

Ninth reincarnation, on the verge of many lives and deaths, this can be regarded as a subconscious perception cultivated, and he gave this feeling a name.

It's called 【Zhiwei】.

Able to notice details that are usually easily overlooked.

And sometimes, the details often determine the front line of life and death.

Seeing Song Wuxin's arrival, a familiar face, a familiar face.

Although it was still that disgusting dead face, cold and emotionless, at that moment, Bibi Dong could hardly bear the excitement in her heart, and stepped forward to grab his hand...

She wanted to know if what the old man said was right.

She remembered that when they first met, Song Wuxin had faintly hinted to her that the Bibi family might be destroyed by the Wuhun Palace.

So... who is he?

Will it be her family?
For example... brother?
The reason why it could only be her younger brother was because Song Wuxin looked younger than her.

In fact, the two are about the same age, but Song Wuxin looks younger.

It may also be because weaned at the age of 12.

In the Star Dou Great Forest, after the Wolf Mother and the Wolf Queen picked up this child, they would find all kinds of milk to feed him every day.

It has been going on for 12 years.

Therefore, Song Wuxin was actually weaned at the age of 12.

About the same age as Shi Hao, it seems.

It's also thanks to Song Wuxin who is a time traveler and has practiced martial arts hard since she was a child. Otherwise, after 12 years of protein, she would not be able to grow into a ball.

Although Bibi Dong has a lot to say and doubts, she wants Song Wuxin to tell her personally.

But reason prevented her from doing that.

Somehow, she seemed to trust this mysterious boy very much.

But rationality told her that this person came from a wrong path and was too mysterious. If he approached her, he might have other plans.

Also, she doesn't know this deputy patriarch at all.

Yes, there seems to be such a person in my impression, but that was all when she was very young.

She was a child then, and her memory is blurred now.

In order to confirm, she must be cautious and investigate clearly.

Suddenly, a feeling of loneliness came over her like she had never felt before.

There is no one around who I can really trust.

She didn't dare to think seriously, and didn't dare to face it. If the teacher she respected and admired most in her heart was really the murderer who killed her family, what would happen?

She can't imagine.

Now, she just feels more alone than ever.

Surrounded by wind and rain, and cold wind, she stood alone in the majestic rain, helpless.

After all, she is not an ordinary woman. In the chaos, although she is confused, she can still grasp the general direction.

The most urgent task is to confirm the identity of the mysterious old man in front of him, whether he is from the Bibi family or not.

And whether what he said is true.

Glancing at Song Wuxin, she slowly walked out of the room like a walking corpse, precariously.

Song Wuxin vaguely seemed to have guessed something.

But he couldn't be sure, so he didn't say anything, didn't ask anything.

Ok?
I didn't notice it just now, but when he set his eyes on the wine jar under the old man's hands for the second time, although his expression didn't change at all, he was secretly vigilant in his heart with a bit of dignity.

"Interesting, interesting..."

Bibi Dong's loss of soul was already unimaginable, but now Zhuyeqing was poisoned by someone in the century-old Zhuyeqing.

And it's a highly poisonous drip that seals the throat!

【Blood Demon Eyes】, see through everything in the world.

With just one glance, he could tell that the wine had been poisoned.

It was also because of [Blood Demon Eyes] that he would eat casually outside.For example, when in Wuhundian.

And Aunt Li's heaviness...

It's interesting today!

The whole thing, various contexts, clues, and signs, formed a complete story in his mind bit by bit.

Call it reasoning.

One of the secret methods of the Demon Race, [Sky Peeping Blood Drain Technique].

This secret method is not an attack secret method, nor is it a mental method, but just a method of superior deduction.

Through some bits and pieces, broken, and seemingly irrelevant details, the cause and effect of the event, as well as the next development trend can be deduced.

Everything in the world has a cause and effect, [Sky Peeping Blood Divergence Technique], you can master the prophet, one step faster.

Even if one reaches a great achievement, one can spy on the destiny and find out the path of the Dao.

In the past, the sub-personality suffered backlash because it forcibly peeped at the Dao of Heaven.

In fact, this secret technique has no side effects, but it consumes too much mental power.

Run the [Sky-peeping Blood Divergence Technique], pinch your fingers, and after a while, Song Wuxin's eyes suddenly brighten, and then he regains his composure, which is fleeting and leaves no trace.

He got it!

After understanding the whole story, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, "It's really God helping me!"

Since drowsiness came, someone sent a pillow.

Then he is welcome!
(End of this chapter)