"Okay, then let's not drink this kind of garbage."
"You wait here, I'll go get my few jugs of good wine."
"One of us must leave on our stomachs!" The white-robed man vanished instantly.
"Damn it, I didn't run into the Wine Saint, I ran into a drunkard." Su Yu muttered to himself.
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Beyond the legacy of the Wine Saint.
Zheng Kexian, a carefree and irresponsible man, sat in front of the immortal gate, gnawing on a chicken leg.
Upon seeing the person approaching, he raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh, here to pick up your child from school?"
Wu Che, an eighth-grade, fourth-level expert from the Wunie tribe, was speechless.
He initially didn't want to pay attention, but after a pause, he still asked, "Does your country also have prodigies who have entered this place?"
"There's no genius, just a freak." Zheng Kexian said without even looking up.
Wu Che's gaze was deep and unfathomable, and he said no more.
The two people in the holy site were notified by means of communication.
This time, Zheng Kexian raised his head and grinned, "I heard you went to the Divine Sword Sect? How was it? What's the situation there?"
Wu Che remained silent, clearly not wanting to pay him any attention.
Zheng Kexian tossed the chicken bones on the ground and said indifferently, "Tsk, it seems that our first stop in China should be the Divine Sword Sect."
......
"The elders are letting us leave seclusion early?"
"Yes, the Ancient Sword Sect has opened its gates, and Ben Chengyu has become its first disciple," Yue said.
Huo Qu was somewhat reluctant.
This month, he said coldly, "If you are unwilling to leave, I can plead with the elders on your behalf."
"Let's go back! We'll take the leftmost road back." Huo Qu's attitude changed immediately.
"Whatever you want." Yue Jun said indifferently, her blue spirit armor once again covering her entire body.
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