C1072 The End of the World

"The taste of this Blue-scale Snake Clan wine isn't bad. I can bring a little when I leave." In the tavern, Wang Zheng sat there and savored the specialty wine of the Blue-scale Snake Clan. Chen Laojiu, who was beside him, laughed loudly.

"That's enough. Tell me, how did you two come to this world that is so far away? The distance between the 34 worlds is not a joke