She stood up immediately, and didn't care. She took the kettle and started drinking it in big mouthfuls, gurgling.

Duan Lei still looked at her with a smile.

Fate seems to have brought them together.

But it seems normal. Cheng Letian was born in the Western Shu army and admired the strong. After meeting Anyang, Danchenzi and Xuantian Sect, he would definitely have some longing for practice.

Duan Lei teaches his disciples in this mountain.

They will inevitably meet.

After a while, Cheng Letian drank the last drop of water from the kettle, poured it over, stuck out his tongue and caught the last few drops, then handed the kettle back to Duan Lei, and said, "Can I worship the two people who were fighting in the sky today?"

Duan Lei: "..."

It took him a moment to react.

"One of the two is my chief senior brother of Mount Emei, who does not accept disciples, and the other one cannot be considered as my Mount Emei, and I don't know much about him."

"Then please help me ask!"

Cheng Letian still looked full of longing.
Chapter completed!