Disciple Against Disciple

When the moon dew entered his throat, it turned into the sweetest wine thread that flowed through his internal organs. It was indescribably pleasant and comfortable.

However, at the same time, the wine named 'moon dew' was extremely strong. After drinking a cup, Jian Wushuang felt his Immortal body burning.

Jian Wushuang put down the wine cup and looked at the black-haired man and the white-robed man. He found that he had been watching him.

Their eyes met, and the black-haired and white-robed man gave him a friendly smile.

Jian Wushuang returned the greeting and continued to look straight ahead.

"Good fellow, you're really strong." Yan Fan was not satisfied. He put down his glass and drank like Jiang Li.

The black-haired man and the white-robed man did not want to fall behind either. They also picked up the wine pot and drank heartily.