Just for a sip of wine, even the face of the Supreme Elder is sacrificed?

Khotan was really speechless.

Only Yuchi, a lazy guy, could do such a shameless and shameless thing.

I don't know how long it took, but Han Yang, who had changed his clothes, walked out of the back hall.

When he saw Yuchi Jingnan, Han Yang was also slightly startled.

It's not because Yuchi Jingnan "descended from his dignity", but because he was curious that this old man could sober up so quickly.

That gourd ice drunk can even make a ninth-level real person drunk.

"Boy...cough cough cough, little friend..."

Seeing Han Yang, Yuchi Jingnan's eyes immediately lit up and he stood up suddenly.

Khotan Zhen on the side rolled his eyes.

If people want to worship you as their teacher, you call them little friend?

Han Yang smiled and casually glanced at Khotan Zhen beside him.

Khotan Zhen wisely said goodbye and left.

He didn't bother to stay and watch Mrs. Yuchi get into trouble.

It really disgraces the face of Tiantian Sect.

After Khotan Zhen left, Han Yang said solemnly: "Senior, please set up a barrier to seal this place. I don't want others to hear the conversation between the two of us."

Yuchi Jingnan obeyed Han Yang's words and immediately used means to seal off the side hall.

After finishing, he immediately said with a shy face: "Little friend, do you still have that kind of wine?"

Han Yang glanced at the old Buxiu with a half-smile, and chuckled: "Aren't you curious why there is ice drunk in my hand?"

Yuchi Jingnan's expression froze and he lost his voice: "It's really not a coincidence. You actually knew that it was ice drunk. Tell me, where did you get the cold ice drunk?"
Chapter completed!