บท 80: Checking the Harvest, Two Bottles of Medicinal Pills!

Wang Yu listened to Ma Dongmei's words, but he didn't feel much.

Although he also felt that the Abyss Church's matter was not simple, if the sky fell, the tall man would be able to hold it up.

He didn't have to worry about it.

He was only a Rank 1 chicken. The most important thing now was to think of how to increase his strength.

Wang Yu looked at the Zhang River and said, "Be careful."

Suddenly, Wang Yu heard a light snoring sound.

He turned his head and realized that Ma Dongmei had already fallen asleep. The river wind blew, and perhaps it was because she felt cold, but Ma Dongmei couldn't help but shrink back like a kitten. Her forehead was slightly wrinkled.

'It can't be...' Wang Yu was speechless. The alcohol content of the beer wasn't that high.

She was drunk just like that?

Wang Yu sighed softly, picked her up on his back, and slowly walked back.