C130 A Letter from a Soul Cultivator

Feng Zimo and Yu Nihong watched the moon and drank wine in the middle of the night. Although the Hundred Flower Wine tasted sweet and fragrant, it was full of energy. Without deliberately using energy to resist, both of them drank until their eyes became hazy.

"It's almost dawn, let's go back and sleep!" Feng Zimo shook his head, trying his best to stay awake. In fact, as long as he wanted to