The music in the hall was elegant and moving. Sometimes it was like a mountain stream or a clear spring. Sometimes, it was as empty as the sound of nature.
Shen Ping, on the other hand, had no time to listen and appreciate such wonderful joy. He stared at the jade cup. With a faint smile, he raised his head and finished it in one go.
The long road to immortality was endless. Sometimes, it had to be faster.
Boom.
The Blue Flame Water Wine was bone-chilling, but soon, his stomach seemed to be completely burning, and the skin on his face was red as if it was on fire. He hurriedly circulated his magic power. Only then did he suppress his drunkenness.
Perfected Qiu glanced over and gestured with the jade cup. She smiled and said, "Guest Elder Shen, don't be anxious. This spirit wine needs to be carefully tasted to taste the taste of the mellow wine."
