"Three hates in this life" The half-drunk boy raised the wine bottle in his hand with a slight smile on his lips, a little sarcastic "I wish I was born in the Rose Dynasty and could level Kyushu"
His steps were slightly shaky. The boy in white who was holding him next to him frowned slightly and reached out to grab the wine bottle.
"Don't interrupt me, let me finish..." The young man raised his hand and took another sip. "If you were not born in the Fengyan Dynasty, you could defeat the barbarians in the north."
"How many times have you said this... Stop drinking?" The boy in white looked helplessly at the drunk man. Pedestrians passing by looked at him intentionally or unintentionally. Bai Yi simply pulled the person next to him and sat down on the steps at the corner of the street.
"I was not born in Ningzhou, Hokuriku. You can see thousands of beauties raising their wings in the wind, their clothes are as white as snow!" The young man laughed loudly, which was originally a drunken talk, but it really brought out a bit of heroism.