Su Zimo was as fast as lightning as the wind howled in his ears. His black hair danced and killing intent surged in his eyes!
Suddenly, he pulled out a jar of strong wine from his storage bag.
As a scholar, he was not one who enjoyed drinking.
His older brother, Su Hong, was a soldier who fought on the battlefield and loved strong wine the most. Therefore, he always kept a few jars of wine in his storage bag.
At that moment, for some reason, he suddenly wanted to drink a jar of wine!
Slapping open the mud seal, the fragrance of wine filled the air. Su Zimo picked up the wine jar and gulped it down.
Some wine spilled from the corner of his mouth onto his chest but he did not notice it.
The fiery wine slid down his throat and into his stomach, turning into a scorching aura that surged through his body!
"Hahahaha!"
Su Zimo raised his head and laughed, throwing down the wine jar casually. Drunk, he shouted, "Good, good!"