The Dionysian Yin An Feng's eyes were full of drunkenness and he invited me to drink, "I urge you to drink another glass of wine."
Shaoyao poured Li Zui into the wine jar and was about to turn into his original form and murmured, "Cultivation can never be happy until you are drunk."
Yue Laohong's red poem was wrapped around his clothes with red thread, and he patted the wine jar open and poured it directly into his mouth. "They say I am in charge of all marriages in the world. If the thread of marriage is tied, it will lead to life and death, but I have wrapped it all over with red thread. Why don't you show up?"
The peach demon Tao's dark face is like a peach blossom lying drunk on someone else's lap, "I'm so drunk that I don't know who the person next to me is."