Chapter Forty-Two: The Immortal in Wine

xotic flowers competing for beauty and babbling brooks.In the center, there is a wooden house.The creek flowed before the wooden hut, and a few chickens strolled leisurely along the bank. A yellow dog... to retreat at the last moment, I will be very disappointed in you." Zhuang Chengqian said in a superior tone.The moment these words left his mouth, a voice echoed in his ears.A raspy, enraged voice—"...