That night, when Jiu Jiu left the Little Qiong Peak, she held her collar, covered her face, and winced softly. She sat on the big gourd and flew away…
After that, Jiu Wu and Jiu Shi bade farewell to Youqin Xuanya and did not cause any disruptions on Little Qiong Peak. That was a rare moment.
At the last moment, an additional member joined the trio of Little Qiong Peak.
The Moon Surge Lake was clear, and the night wind was accompanied by a faint glow.
In front of the straw hut, Ling'e moved two meditation cushions over and sat beside her senior brother.
The Unfettered Lin Jiang, Jiang Lin'er's petite figure was curled up in the round chair. The ferocious saber was still on her body. She held a wine pot in her hand and she took a sip from time to time.
She would not let herself get drunk. In a short while, she would force out the smell of alcohol. She would remain sober and enjoy the feeling of slight tipsiness.