The old drunkard drank a few sips of wine and was in better spirits, sent the wine gourd into Zheng Dao's arms, and said: "Doll, my old drunkard has wandered the rivers and lakes all his life without anything, this wine gourd is made of thousands of years of cold iron, although it cannot be regarded as a treasure, but it is still a good thing, I can't use it, so I will leave it to you to make a thought." Now I'm going to beat this drunken Eight Immortals again, you have to watch it, I'll only fight it once. ”

After speaking, the old drunkard asked Zheng Dao to stand aside, I don't know if it was because of the effect of alcohol or the old drunkard came back to the light, I saw him sit on the ground and pull a green onion on dry land and get up, but as soon as his foot touched the ground, he stumbled and almost fell, Zheng Dao hurriedly ......

"Seeking the Soul of the Enlightenment" Volume 3 Sword Swing in All Directions Chapter 239 Drunken Eight Immortal Fist is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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