Ye Xuan laughed heartily, took back the Snow-raised Sword Gourd, and said, "This is a fine wine from the Suyun Palace of the Supreme Pavilion. It is not so easy to laugh at."

Naturally, the man didn't know what Suyun Palace in the Supreme Pavilion represented, but he could feel the terrifying power in the drink.

His strength, which had not grown for a long time, slowly increased after such a small sip of wine!

magic!

Why is wine so delicious?

The man had an idea and looked at Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan hung the snow-raised sword gourd back to his waist and said with a smile: "It's hard for a great sage monk to wake up after drinking this wine for a hundred years. You also need to wait for a year or two."

The man was a little dizzy and thought it made sense, but he just wanted to drink.

But that wine belonged to Ye Xuan, the person he was protecting, and he didn't have the guts to rob it.

Besides, I can't beat this guy.

Seeing this, Ye Xuan knew what the man was thinking, so he signaled the man to take out a void bottle, poured a lot of it for him, and told him how to drink the wine.

The man remained silent, but still silently listened to everything Ye Xuan said.

"Master Ye is a good man."

"Your Majesty chose to protect you forever. Although I don't understand it, I still respect her choice."

After listening to this, the man finally choked out such a sentence.

I don’t know if this damn thing is a good thing.

Ye Xuan laughed it off.
Chapter completed!