C731 One Thousand Sorrows in a Single Drink

At night, Chen Yuan sat alone on the dilapidated city wall, staring at the raging flames in the city.

Liu Xiaoxiao carried two pots of wine. These were the leftovers that Chen Yuan had found in his spatial ring. It was unknown who had it, but it should be good wine.

Chen Yuan looked at Liu Xiaoxiao, who was carrying two pots of wine in each hand, and raised his eyebrows slightly