Chapter 290

Xue Meng was lying on the ground. When he got drunk, he was confused. He didn't know that he had just met the greatest devil in the world.

He was still lying on his back in the snow. The snow on the peak of Kunlun fluttered down like catkins in spring and reeds in autumn, covering him.

After an unknown period of time, someone holding a bright red paper umbrella approached from the snow.

Xue Meng narrowed his eyes, and then he saw a cold face.

"Mei …"

Xue Meng muttered, but he didn't say the two words "Hanxue". He was too tired.

"Yes, it's me." Mei Hanxue didn't say much and helped him up from the ground.