C870 Drunk with Xiang Wentian

On a desolate planet, a man with a resolute face was sitting on a mountain top, drinking. Beside him, a broadsword was stabbed into the ground, and the entire scene was filled with desolation.

"Senior Brother Xiang, Senior Brother Xiang, why did you come here to drink again?" A voice that sounded like a hundred spirits broke the desolation