C282 He Was Once the Best in the World

Lee Xian and Inwardly, looked at each other. A hundred gold taels per pot, this was not being black-hearted. This was Mo Wuji's conscience. In actuality, a hundred gold was nothing for these sword cultivators. If they did not cultivate their flying swords, the cost would not be very high. Of course, during the period before they drew their swords, the money for drinking wine was not lacking