C545 The Blood Essence of the Eight-armed Ancient Demon

In the tavern, everyone looked at each other. Finally, your gaze landed on Su Jue's cup.

Because only Su Jue's cup remained untouched.

"Let me see!"

Just then, Duan Yiyi grabbed Su Jue's cup and gently wiped it away.

As the blue light wantonly shone, everyone was flabbergasted.

"So this guy has it."

"This guy's luck is really good."

"Sigh, if I miss this opportunity