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"Gulp..."

Feng Yixiu subconsciously moved his throat, and he couldn't help but mutter in his heart, "I've really bumped into a gun today. Why would I want to drink with this alcoholic?"

Even if it was drinking water, Feng Yixiu would not dare to drink like this, let alone drinking a hundred years old wine. However, as the nominal big brother of the Alcoholic Ghost King