"Don't go back if you don't get drunk." Molo was in a good mood.

Then, everyone immediately flew back to the Demon Island. Mojie and Mos were already busy with the banquet. According to Moro's intention, he wanted to invite some people from other forces on the island to come and meet Ye Zihan.

, but he was rejected by Ye Zihan. He didn't want to make a statement now. There were people in the Phantom Temple everywhere. Although he was strong now, he was not rich in wings. He didn't want the Phantom Temple to notice it too early.

Since Ye Zihan means this, Mo Luo doesn't have much to say. Anyway, he thinks it doesn't matter whether those people come or not. Unless they are strong people in the Nine Palace realm, they will not be able to be strong people in the Bagua realm.

In the eyes, this is the gap between strength and status. If there is a third strong man in the Nine Palace realm here, Ye Zihan must have invited him and win him over. Unfortunately, the strong man in the Nine Palace realm is

There are very few people, and there are not many people at all.

"Zihan, it's so great to fight with you today. For this, I'll give you a cup." Molo said, drinking it all.

"You are young and are already a powerful person in the Nine Palace realm under twenty years old. You can be said to be an unprecedented person. If it is spread, I am afraid that the three realms will be shocked. Even if you want to hide it, I am afraid that it will be true.

I can't hide it for long, but for you, a young genius in the Nine Palace Realm, I will give you another cup." Molo was in a very good mood, one cup after another.

"Haha, I'm just lucky." Ye Zihan smiled and toasted.

"Oh, luck is also a kind of strength. You are too modest. If you were the geniuses of other families, your tail would not be able to be raised." Moro said: "For your humility, let's do it again."

One cup.”

"Uh." Ye Zihan had no choice but to continue drinking with Mo Luo.

"Why can you bring any reason to cheer?" Mo You looked at Mo Luo helplessly.

"Haha, I think Lord Moro should be a wine lover." Yan Chen said with a smile.

"Haha, it's worthy of being the think tank around Ye Zihan. You have seen through this. For your wisdom, let's have another drink. Oh no, this cup is too small, and it's a big bowl. For your wisdom, let's have another drink.

Bowl.” Molo asked the servant to take a big bowl. After each bowl was filled, he drank it all in one go, and it was so pleasant to break it.
Chapter completed!