Green Vine, Xu Wei (2)

"I have wine."

Han Muye walked over, took out a small gourd, removed the stopper, and took a sip.

The wine entered his throat, penetrated his intestines, and entered his stomach. It was burning hot.

The Sword Qi in his Qi Sea trembled slightly.

The Heartbreak Wine that could condense sword qi back then was not very useful now.

The old man sniffed, glanced at Han Muye's wine gourd, then brought his gourd to his mouth and took a big gulp.

The old man's hand trembled as he held the gourd.

Han Muye didn't say anything. He sat on the reef and took a sip after a while.

Neither of them spoke as they each drank their own wine.

The night wind blew, and the lake water rippled. The lights were diminishing.

The lights on the cruise ship in the distance went out bit by bit.

"Sigh, it's better to be alive…" Seeing the last fishing lamp go out, the old man sighed softly.

"Who doesn't want to live?