The Grand Sentinel of Cang
Chapter 1175

Jian Wushuang

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If he truly managed to escape Bai Qi's hands by relying on his own swordsmanship.

Then he absolutely deserved the name "Unrivaled Way of the Sword."

Ji Qianling did not know those three names.

Piggy Girl did not know those three names.

But Lin Su knew them. He knew one!

Knowing one was enough.

"Brother Jian, we have had tea. Would you care to taste some wine from my hometown?" Lin Su asked.

"Wine from your hometown?"

"Precisely!"

With a wave of Lin Su's hand, four Silver Flasks flew out at once.

One for Jian Wushuang, one for Lin Su, one for Ji Qianling, and even Piggy had one.

The moment Jian Wushuang took hold of the exquisite flask, his eyes lit up, because a poem was engraved upon the silver flask...

"South Lake autumn water, smoke-free night; why not ride the current straight up to heaven? Let us borrow moonlight from the Heavenly Court, and buy wine with the boat at Baiyunbian!" Jian Wushuang slapped the table and rose. "Wonderful! Wonderfully exquisite!"

When the flask was opened, a rich fragrance of wine made Jian Wushuang's eyes shine even brighter.

He raised the flask and drank deeply, then his entire body froze in midair...

After a long while, Jian Wushuang let out a long sigh. "Forty autumns adrift through the rivers and lakes, with nectar for bones and sword for boat; only now have I found this flavor within, and laugh at this fool with half-white hair!"

As his voice fell, Heavenly Dao Literary Waves spread out.

There were two waves of Heavenly Dao Literary Waves.

One was a Seven-colored Literary Wave, and one was a Five-Colored Literary Wave.

The Seven-colored Literary Wave had been earned by "South Lake Autumn Water"—only, it was not its first appearance, so there was

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