stributed around the snowy ground.Among them was a young monk with white hair cascading down his shoulders, who casually tied it back with a black ribbon. He wore a blue robe and was none other than L...u Ziwo Wine. It was brewed from the underworld mist that grew at noon in the three places: Ming You, Zhi You, and Ke You.Lu Xia Tian wasn't a connoisseur of alcohol, but he did carry some with him. It...