Luoyun Huan did not expect her Senior Sister to coax her in such a manner, and she felt quite happy inside. Lowering her head, her red lips touched the golden wine vessel, swallowing the osmanthus wine a little at a time.
True to the Demon race, they certainly knew how to enjoy themselves.
Hundred-Finger Old Ghost was living quite a comfortable life, no wonder he consumed so many Spirit Stones. Although the demonic Qi in the Demon Realm was dense, demonic cultivators were not as numerous as immortal cultivators.
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