Mo Yuan's Gift

"It's Senior Brother Han!"

"Senior Brother Han is here!"

Jiang Han.

Zhao Youzhi.

Tang Ming.

Han Muye walked over with a smile and stretched out his hand. "It's such a big victory today. Why don't you have any wine?"

"Yes! There's wine!" Sun Dayong rubbed his hands and turned around to take out a small wine jar.

"Sun Dayong, you said that you had finished drinking yesterday!" Jiang Han scolded, but his face was filled with smiles.

"Senior Brother Han, why are you here?" Zhao Youzhi looked at Han Muye and asked softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone froze.

Tang Ming, who was standing at the side, sighed and said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Han is here for the Sword Pavilion Elder, right?"

Sword Pavilion Elder.

That day, everyone was shocked by the might of the Sword Pavilion Elder's sword.

However, this sword was condensed by the lifetime cultivation of the Sword Pavilion Elder.