"Your ancient god leizong is in trouble." The younger martial brother looked at the fourth elder martial brother standing in the field, and he was a bit gloating.

Shi Qiuyu did not stop his younger martial brother's gloating, but looked at Xu Feng, who was still drinking his wine. He could not help but feel a heartache when he thought that his jar of wine was going to bottom. He said that he was really rude.

"what do you think of brother ye?" Seeing Xu Feng pour himself another drink, Shi Qiuyu quickly takes over and pours himself a glass. If he doesn't pour himself, he will be drunk by...