Chapter 1132: 1132

And he just left, too much, too much. As soon as I raise my hand, the wine in my hand pours down.

Hit on Ryukyu's face, fall into Ryukyu's mouth, drop on Ryukyu's body, down into the surrounding grass.

The silver beads were rolling and full of wine.

The water splashed.

The colourless drops of water flowed and slid down the cheeks.

I don't know if it's tears or drinks.

Close your eyes tightly, let the wine in your hands permeate you, let the wine in your hands intoxicate you.

Cold moon silver hook, lonely hillside, drinking to the moon.

The hair is wet, the skirt is wet, and the strong fragrance of wine covers the moon.

"Bang." The hand holding the wine jar suddenly fell violently. The wine jar fell on the hillside and broke into pieces. The rest of the wine immediately spread out.

"You are too cruel, you are too cruel."

Shua opened his eyes, the blood red eyes were mixed with boundless pain, boundless ruthlessness, and boundless injury.

Xuanyuanche, you are too cruel, too cruel.

Cover your face with sleeves, and lie straight on the hillside after the Ryukyu Dynasty.

The blood red eyes raised a touch of intoxication.

People say that wine is not intoxicating. People are intoxicated by themselves. It's not a good amount of alcohol, but that sometimes people want to be intoxicated.

The whimpering came from the lonely hillside.

It's not crying. It's a sad sign of a lone wolf losing his partner.

Night, very quiet;

month, very cold.

The quiet light, unspeakable sadness.

The low sob melts slowly under the cold moon, the slow silence.

Slowly disappeared under the cold moon, only the wind whistling around, and the rustling sound of grass leaves being blown.

Such a sound makes the night more and more quiet.

The people on the hillside seemed to be asleep.