Chapter Forty-Two: The Immortal in Wine

in relatively good shape, still able to stand firm.His entire face turned crimson, like a blazing fire.However, visible gray smoke was spreading from his neck up toward his face.Red and gray clash ag...like me to translate!He fell headfirst.With a clatter, countless wine jars were smashed.He was oblivious.Let me know if you'd like to translate anything else!Seeing Du Yexiao fall asleep, Zhao Er scra...