Chapter Forty-Two: The Immortal in Wine

face: "Of course, I didn't mean my little Jiu."Liang Jiu looked like a clay sculpture, motionless and silent.He had always believed that he was no worse than Chi Yue and far stronger than Feng Ming....lamities in the Shan Hai Jing, this is probably one of the few heartwarming moments in its life.But for Jiang Wang, the experience was not very good.Three Forks didn't have the habit of getting his te...