Xue Wuji

Yun Chujiu looked up with her drunken eyes and saw two people descending from the sky. The person who spoke was the red-clothed pervert who had stolen the fruit of the witch hazel grass previously!

If Yun Chujiu was not drunk, she definitely would have ran away and shouted for help at the same time. However, at that moment, she was already about seventy percent drunk and was extraordinarily bold.

Yun Chujiu glanced at the red-clothed man. "So it's you, the medicine thief! Why didn't you go to the spirit herb garden to steal medicine? Why did you come to my place?"

The red-clothed man looked at Yun Chujiu with interest. "Little girl, you took my aging pill last time. Why aren't you dead yet?"

"You're the one who's going to die! I haven't lived long enough! If you don't know how to speak, then get lost!" Yun Chujiu downed a cup of spirit wine and said fiercely.