Chapter 363 Sloppy Old Man

Demon You Da 6, only Luo Xiaofeng has the opportunity to open the Cave of the Heavenly King.

Luo Xiaofeng braved the wind and snow, walking towards Wanren Snow Mountain step by step. He just received the news that his mother and Xiaolian were safe and sound. Luo Xiaofeng felt much more relaxed. Although there was no road on the mountain, he didn't care at all. With the martial arts cultivation in front of Luo Xiaofeng, the Ten Thousand Snow Mountain was like walking on flat ground! It doesn't matter whether there is a road or not, the key is where the legendary Heavenly King God Cave is hidden. Since he obtained the inherited pearls of the eight major sects, Luo Xiaofeng's sensory organs have become surprisingly sensitive. He can see things that ordinary people cannot see. He can hear things that ordinary people cannot hear. He can feel things that ordinary people cannot feel. He can even see ordinary illusions. However, Luo Xiaofeng can never feel its existence, and he can not even feel any information.

Where is the God Cave of the Heavenly King? Luo Xiaofeng is not in a hurry. He believes that he can find it.

The Wanren Snow Mountain was roaring with a strong wind, and the weather was cold and the ground was frozen. Luo Xiaofeng was heading towards the top of the mountain. The more we reached the top of the mountain, the thinner the air became, and it became more difficult for people to breathe. Luo Xiaofeng slowed down and slowly adjusted his breath. At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the top of the mountain. As soon as the roar sounded, it was submerged in the roaring cold wind.

Luo Xiaofeng stopped and listened carefully. The roar sounded again, this time it was louder and lasted longer. The top of the mountain was already looking at it. In the roar, the snow on the top of the mountain was stirred up by something, and it was spilled down to the bottom of the mountain. The snow that was spilled was actually scattered with a strong smell of alcohol.

What's going on? Luo Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, and his toes suddenly pointed at the ground, and he rushed to the top of the mountain like an arrow.

As soon as Luo Xiaofeng landed on the ground, a big hand grabbed him like lightning. An old man dressed in ragged clothes shaking and sloppy and sloppy toward Luo Xiaofeng. The old man seemed to be drunk, but his move was not drunk! He held his five fingers and grabbed Luo Xiaofeng's wrist like lightning. Luo Xiaofeng's wrist was locked, but the sloppy old man couldn't stand steadily and fell into Luo Xiaofeng's arms. Luo Xiaofeng was about to push him away, but the old man snored in his arms.

Snoring sounds like thunder! It can be transmitted dozens of miles along the wind.

The old man was covered in alcohol and almost vomited.

At such a close distance, Luo Xiaofeng could see the cracked wrinkles on the old man's face clearly. Luo Xiaofeng couldn't bear to push the old man out, so he carefully looked at the strange old man.

The old man's head was gray, and his hairpin was a sharpened small wooden stick. His head was not combed well, and his scattered head was still floating on his temples. The old man's face was thin, and the deep wrinkles were still vaguely seen on his dirt-filled face, and his sparse and gray beard was curled. The old man's clothes were too torn, and they were not enough to describe it with the words "ragged clothes". The old man was barefoot and didn't even have shoes. His cracked and black feet were like burnt charcoal. The only thing on the old man was the gourd wrapped around his waist. The gourd was pitch black all over and wrapped around his waist with a rattan strip. Luo Xiaofeng knew that the little gourd was for wine because the strong smell of wine on the top of the mountain floated out of this little gourd.

Luo Xiaofeng sighed. He didn't know how such a poor old man could have run to the top of Wanren Snow Mountain alone. Although he didn't know the origin of the old man, he learned about the old man's skills! This is definitely not an ordinary old man! The hand that held Luo Xiaofeng's wrist had already been released.

In the wind and snow, the sloppy old man fell in Luo Xiaofeng's arms and fell asleep soundly.

Luo Xiaofeng really couldn't bear to leave, and he couldn't move the place. He stood straight in the wind, allowing the snowflakes in the sky to cover himself.

From a distance, there are two snowmen who are still moving on the top of Wanren Snow Mountain!

I don't know how long it took, but the sloppy old man suddenly moved. He stood up straight, stretched his waist, yawned, rubbed his eyes with a dry hand, and then looked at Luo Xiaofeng with a look of surprise.

Luo Xiaofeng shook off the ice and snow all over his body and smiled and said, "Are you awake?"

The sloppy old man walked around Luo Xiaofeng several times, as if he had encountered a monster. He touched the wine gourd on his waist alertly and suddenly said, "Which baby are you from? Why did you come here?"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled and said, "My name is Xiaofeng, I have no home, I run around the corners of the sky."

The sloppy old man said suspiciously: "This snow-capped mountain is thousands of feet high, how did you climb up?"

Luo Xiaofeng asked without answering, "You are so old, how did you climb up?"

The sloppy old man said, "I climbed up slowly, where are you?"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Like you, I climbed up slowly!"

The sloppy old man asked anxiously: "I came up to find wine... Are you trying to grab my wine?"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled and shook his head: "I'm not interested in wine. If I had wine, I would definitely give it to you all!"

The sloppy old man laughed: "Okay! I love to listen to this!" He smiled and patted Luo Xiaofeng on the shoulder, as if he had known Luo Xiaofeng for a long time.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the sloppy old man's wine gourd and couldn't help asking: "You old man loves to drink, but how many glasses of wine can such a small gourd hold?"

The sloppy old man laughed, leaned close to Luo Xiaofeng's ear, and whispered: "My gourd is a treasure. Although the gourd is small, it can hold a thousand pounds of wine!"

Luo Xiaofeng was also shocked. The gourd also looked very ordinary, but he didn't expect it to be a treasure.

The sloppy old man pulled off the small gourd by his waist, raised his neck, and took another sip of wine.

Luo Xiaofeng couldn't help asking, "What do you call me?"

The sloppy old man slowly swallowed a big mouthful of wine, squinted his eyes, shook his head, and looked very enjoyable. After a while, he slowly said: "The emperor called him not to board the boat, and he claimed that he was a fairy in the wine!"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Then I will call you an old wine fairy in the future!"

The sloppy old man laughed: "Everyone who knows me calls me a drunkard, only you call me a drunkard... The drunkard sounds much better than a drunkard..." He laughed and drank three more mouthfuls of wine.

The strong aroma of wine and large scents of snowflakes floated on the top of the mountain.

The sloppy old man's eyes were straight, and he was shaking when he walked, and he couldn't even say clearly: "We... are destined to be... I'll take you home... go... go..." He came over shakingly, pulled Luo Xiaofeng's arm, and walked forward.

Luo Xiaofeng couldn't help asking, "Where are we going?"

The sloppy old man took another big sip of wine: "I... take you... home..." He drank quickly, and he was drunk quickly!

The cold wind roared on the top of the mountain, and the snowflakes hit the face, making it hurt like a knife.
Chapter completed!