Sui Tian Gou Chapter 262: Seven days lower limit
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"The shopkeeper will come out for me, ten catties of Huadiao, ten catties of sauced beef, three fat chickens, plus your restaurant’s signature dish braised lion head, and serve me a big bowl. Be quick." Yi Jingmo Give out 10,000 Soul Coins and put them on the table. The little Er had a good spirit, "Guest, the restaurant is good with wine and food, and everything is good. However, there are so many 10,000 soul coins. We can't find it."
"Haha, brother, ten thousand is a bit too much. But if you want to eat and live, you will have to trouble you all for ten days and eight days. Are you still too much."
Little Er smiled and said, "Even if you live for a month, eating signature dishes every day, staying at Tianzi No. 1 every day is enough. That's enough, hehe."
"Well, the extra part, you told the shopkeeper, three-fifths of the reward will be given to you guys. Two-fifths of the part will be recorded in the account. Another day, if I suddenly become A poor boy. You can come here and eat and drink for nothing. How about it."
Bao Fengnan and Ton Cole laughed on the table, the latter said to Xiaoer, "Don't listen to his nonsense, how much you eat. I will give you two hundred soul coins. Go ahead."
Xiao Er went down to Zhang Luo happily, and after a while, they brought up the Huadiao wine, braised lion's head in brown sauce, and fine wine and chicken.
The three of them don't know how many days they have been hungry. Among them, there are many noodles of masters in the third and fourth martial arts realm, and they suddenly eat and drink without food. That look and appearance, indeed, looked like a starving ghost. It was shocking.
Dang! Suddenly someone shot a dart right next to their pillar. A piece of paper was inserted on the dart.
For the martial arts masters who dine in the inn, there is indeed incomprehension about the three people's eating.
However, once I saw the graces of Ba Fengnan, Yi Jing and the others and the spirit swords in their hands, even if they were dissatisfied, they could still think that these three were rare martial arts monks.
At this moment, someone suddenly issued a dart, which was inserted next to the pillar where they were eating meat and drinking, obviously facing the three of them.
"Who is so brave? I dare to disturb Yi Jing while I am eating."
As soon as Yi Jing's name came out, everyone was shocked.
"You are Yi Jing and Ton Cole? The other is."
Several martial arts masters who looked like bounty hunters kicked down the chairs next to them. There were five people at a table. Approach the three of them immediately. Everyone touched their swords, ready to fight with them.
Bao Fengnan just finished gnawing a chicken leg, and wiped the oil from his mouth with very nice hands. "Eating and drinking enough should kill people for fun." After speaking, he poured another cup of yellow soup. .
"Who are you? Lao Tzu's undead unknown ghosts, please report your name."
Ba Fengnan hates others for yelling at him, hehe sneered, "This is the same for Ba Fengnan, the ghost town of Shahai."
As soon as Ba Fengnan's name came out, several people immediately changed their colors, but none of them flinched, and the five of them worked together. At the same time, the swords were allocated, and the Wuhun combat skills were launched. Xiang Ba Fengnan killed him first.
"Ghost Sand Sword." Ba Fengnan yelled, and the sky sword made a whistling sound like ghost sand emptying into the sea.
The diners didn’t even see how he made the move. The five martial arts bounty hunters each carried a bleeding right arm, and fell to the ground with a slap of a sword, each glaring at the post. Feng Nan.
"Qiang!" Ba Fengnan put away the sword of the sky, "I am in a good mood today, and it is not easy to entertain you in the restaurant. Just abolish your martial arts power and get out. Let me see it again. You, will not be merciless."
"Let's go." The five bounty hunters immediately retreated in despair, and no longer had the arrogance of the previous challenge.
As if nothing happened, Ba Fengnan continued to sit down and pour the wine, "If you two I don’t care about your face, I will definitely kill them. I know what Tuo Shao wants to say. Come on, a thousand words All words are in this glass of wine."
Yi Jing and Ton Kerr glanced at each other, picked up their wine glasses, and "did it."
"You guys, guess what's inside."
The attention of Yi Jing and Ton Cole returned to that dart.
"It is possible that the local gang is challenging us. This is very possible."
Yi Jing nodded and said, "Tuo Shao's idea, although not in the same way, but not far away. However, I hope that a higher-level master will challenge us. It is a little bit interesting if it is so playful. As for The role of Hou Baocai. I think it’s better not to come, so as not to stain my sword."
"Well, Hou Baocai, the famous blood-handed madman, dare you not put it in your eyes. The kid has a big tone."
An old man with deep white hair sits on a table next to him, pouring himself a drink. He didn't seem to care at all about the scene that happened just now.
When other diners saw someone fighting, they evaded immediately and checked out.
And this old man, from beginning to end, one person occupied the entire table, and even someone who came up with a lot of money to team up was stared away by him.
Yi Jing had already noticed this old man, and said indifferently, "Meeting is fate, this Xiongtai don't know if you can come over and have a drink together. Whether you are a demon or a person in the profound door. As long as you are At the wine table. They are all my friends of Yi Jing."
"Haha, young man, are you too self-confident! I am not interested in fighting wine, because even if I drank all the wine in Zuixianglou, the old man will not be drunk. As for fighting martial arts, the old man is a little interested. Boy, you dare to compete with the old man."
Torn Cole and Ba Fengnan stood up at the same time, wanting to play for Yi Jing.
Yi Jing held their fists, "He is mine."
After speaking, I stood up, and while Ba Fengnan and Ton Cole continued to sit down to eat and drink, the fourth floor of the entire Zuixiang Building was already empty. In the distance, there were only a few bolder people who dared to hang on the edge of the corridor to watch the battle.
Yi Jing walked over slowly, and placed the Strengthening Extreme Soul Sword heavily on the old man's table. He poured himself a glass of wine on his own initiative and was about to take a drink. The other party suddenly got into trouble.
A power of martial soul rushed from the table. The wine glass in front of Yi Jing was immediately held up by an invisible hand. Even the glass with wine, fly into the air.
Yi Jing showed a smile, and immediately suppressed it by secretly using Honghuang's power. When the two energies fought, the wine in the glass didn't even spill.
Bao Fengnan and Ton Cole still pour their own drinks, as if they are not related to their fight at all.
"This kid has a kind of martial arts power. He is no longer the bullying Yi Jing."
Ba Fengnan smiled, "Oh, have you ever been bullied before."
Torn Cole spread his hands out of necessity, shrugged his shoulders coolly, picked up the wine glass, and shot the wine in the glass into his throat.
"Do you know the four overlords under the seat of the demon minister Dong Zhuo."
"Well, let me think about it. Eight directions attacked and killed Chen Nengjin in the first place, and the second one. It seems to be the uncrowned emperor Yuwen Purgatory, isn't it."
After getting the confirmation from Ton Cole, Ba Fengnan continued, "As for the third place, it’s the Hou Baocai you just dealt with. The fourth place is that the so-called sword has only three tricks. It’s Liu Sandao, the deadly snake that killed people. It’s not it."
Torn Cole said in surprise, "Brother Bafeng has such an understanding of the situation on Wuhun Continent. If it hadn’t been for Xiongtai to reveal to us that you had stayed in the Shahai Ghost City for more than ten years. I’m Tonke You really can't believe it."
Ba Fengnan laughed and said, "The Martial Soul Continent is all strange, vast and rich, and there are many martial arts masters. I, Ba Fengnan came from the Shahai Ghost City. Entering the Martial Soul Continent. It's like entering the treasure chest. How can I bear it? Leaving? Besides, to enter a new environment, the first thing you need to understand is what kind of power is in control of this environment. I still have a little research on the major powers on the Martial Soul Continent.
Among them, Gao Shangzong's head teacher and the like are also generally remembered. However, there is one thing I want to ask you. "
Torn Cole hurriedly said, "I don't dare to ask for advice. Since everyone is already brothers, if you have anything you want to ask, just ask."
"Okay, who is the master of the prehistoric sect?"
Torn Cole said in amazement, "You don't even know this! I just praised you, you guy is too ignorant, he is my Ton Cole's master."
Ba Fengnan shook his head, "No, he has another identity, you still don't know if you refuse to say it."
Torn Cole rolled his eyes up and glanced at Ba Fengnan. Then he took a dish and put it in his mouth, chewed twice and swallowed his belly, "Brother Bafeng, some things may be the secrets of the sect, without the permission of the sect. It is also difficult to be brothers. You think of me. What did you say!"
Bao Fengnan smiled and said indifferently, "Come on, drink, drink."
"Well, even if you want to know, I can't actually answer it. Youda's Liuyun Sect. There are many tribes. Guan is the master of the gate, there are eight, plus the elders in the hall, who can count the martial arts. Master. At least more than a thousand people. I Torn Cole entered it, like a grain of sand into the sea of stars. I don’t know if I don’t enter the Liuyun Sect. Only then did I realize my insignificance, but it’s too late. I have become someone else’s. Disciple, haha."
"Okay, humorous, happy. Come on, let's have another drink."
"Qiang!" Yi Jing slashed his opponent's sword, white hair entangled frantically, unexpectedly entangled from the tip of Yi Jing's Enhanced Extreme Sword to the handle.
Yi Jing was shocked, although he had already conservatively estimated the opponent's martial arts power.
But I didn't expect this gray-haired old man to use moves that were quite different from the ordinary Wuhun monks.
If you insist on saying something, the white-haired old man in front of you should be taking a wicked path. In the spirit veins of the martial arts, all showed a kind of demonic breath. Yi Jing was extremely puzzled.
However, Yi Jing is now a martial arts master with the fourth rank of martial arts in the upper middle level, and this family is the only one with no semicolon in the state of mind.