"Second Uncle, now that this matter is over, I will go back first."
"Fellow Daoist Tianji, I am waiting for you in the Imperial City. Farewell!"
Tianji waved his hands cheerfully, "Goodbye, Your Majesty Wushuang!"
As soon as Shangguan Qinghong left, Shangguan Yun's cultivation immediately returned to the early stage of Immortal Venerable.
"Second uncle..." Shangguan Yun looked hesitant.
"You little brat, do whatever you want. If you can't beat someone, tell your uncle and he will avenge you."
Then he threw four jars of wine to Shangguan Yun, "This was given to me by that old Lai Zilong. It tastes good."
Shangguan Yun looked at his second uncle with gratitude. He had been away for so long, but it turned out that his second uncle still understood him best.
"Second uncle, I'll leave first."
"Go ahead," Shangguan Xiaoyao smiled and waved his hand.
Looking at Shangguan Yun's departing back, he suddenly thought of something and quickly shouted, "Brat, give me an address so I can go drink with you!"
A moment later, a spiritual consciousness flew over, and Shangguan Xiaoyao grinned. Now he had a place to go.
"Daoist Tianji, please come aboard the flying boat?"
"OK."
Tianji couldn't wait to board the flying boat and was excited at the thought of being able to choose treasures.
Shangguan Xiaoyao was lying on the roof of the flying boat, drinking wine comfortably.
This carefree scene made Tianji's heart move.
"Fellow Daoist Xiaoyao, what kind of wine is that? Give me some."
"You can drink too!?"
"What's the matter? Can't drink it?" Tianji looked confused.
Shangguan Xiaoyao shrugged and threw the wine jug in his hand to Tianji.
Taking the wine jug, Tianji frowned and said, "You want me to drink like this?"
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