"By the way, where is the other team member?"

Xiao Bai said: "Ji Lan, she should be drinking. She doesn't seem to fit in with us."

Wei Qiuyun smiled and said nothing. Is it that she doesn't fit in with you, or that you can't accept her?

But now it's my turn, so the four groups will become a rope, tightly twisted together.

At the bar, Ji Lan was drinking alone, just like before, in a slightly tipsy state, which was particularly charming. For a while, Tang Ze was obsessed with this taste.

"You like drinking too?"

Suddenly a voice sounded in Ji Lan's ears. It was the Holy Maiden of Nine Heavens.

Ji Lan glanced at the saint. The master had introduced her during the meeting just now, but he had forgotten her name.

So Ji Lan just hummed.

The Saint sat aside, holding a pot of wine in her hand: "This is the wine I brewed myself, called Homeward Journey, would you like to try it?"

Ji Lan paused for a moment, and without hesitation, tried the difference between the wine from the fairyland.

As soon as she took a sip of the coffee, her mouth was immediately filled with fragrance, and she even had an inexplicable feeling, as if she was back home.

"Why is this wine called 'Homeward Journey'?"

The saint took the wine flask and took a sip: "Drink it, and you will feel warmth and peace, just like embarking on the journey home."

Ji Lan's heart moved. She hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time. In this doomsday, she seemed to have lost her goal, but this glass of wine brought her a little comfort.

"Good wine." Ji Lan said softly.

The saint smiled, and the two of them stopped talking and savored the pot of fine wine together.

Although they came from different groups and different worlds, they became friends because of wine.

It adds a different flavor to this competitive and suspicious team.