The Ancient Sword Of Immortality/C635 (1)
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C635 (1)

The fragrance of the wine lingered in the air, and the young man was drunk by the side of the small wine bowl.

Looking at the small wine bowl beside Ye Chuxue's hand, there was still half a bowl of wine left. Zhang's entire body froze. The wine bowls used by the Zhang Mansion were exquisite, and a small bowl of wine was no more than two or three mouthfuls of wine

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