Sui and Tang Dynasties: Wu Song, Never Leaving His Hand While Drinking Wine, Hammered the Golden Immortal

He traveled through time and became a useless person, trampled on his face by gangsters. It doesn't matter, a pot of bad wine goes down the throat, and the fighting power increases sharply. Are you unhappy? One punch and it shattered into pieces. The army is pressing down? An ax split. In his eyes, the eighteen rebel kings and the reincarnations of gods and Buddhas all over the sky are just chickens and dogs blocking the way. His name is Wu Song. A drunkard and a murderer. For a peasant girl, he slaughtered an entire team of officers and soldiers. For a promise, he shook the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation. Others asked him what he wanted, but he didn't answer and just drank. Until that night, he smashed the sea of ​​thunder, sat in the ruins with his best friend's body in his arms, covered in blood, and put down the empty bowl. "This wine is wrong!"