"I know." Even though he knew it was a pit, Wu Chen would still grit his teeth and jump down.

Of course, with his and Murong Yan's ability, he didn't have to worry too much about the city lord's unique skill: the Ice Soul Palm. However, he was worried about which monsters and monsters lurked under the Heavenly Prison. It should be noted that from the beginning of the creation of the Qinzhongjie, this Heavenly Prison that guarded the mansion underground existed!

Thinking about the stunning celestial immortal Murong Yan, if someone takes advantage of him, I really regret it (Murrong Yan: Master, I am still worried about you...).

"Three days later, I will go to the ward to send a batch of fire scale armor. It is the skin scales of the fire scale python sent by Tomore last time. You can pretend to be my servant and enter with you." Mrs. Rose explained in detail: "The Lord Han Baili is a delicate person, and you must not expose your feet."

Wu Chen nodded: "I've recorded it."

"Before you go, go see someone." As she said that, Mrs. Rose took out a fragrant palette from her sleeve: "The Great Shopkeeper of the Nine Heavens. Luo Lie is the chef of the Nine Heavens and has made a lot of efforts for the Nine Heavens. Rumor has a very common friendship with the Great Shopkeeper. This person... In short, you will never be wrong when you go to see him."

"Okay." Without further ado, Wu Chen carried a fragrant handkerchief and flew to the Ninth Heaven with the most ordinary mechanism bird.

There is no building on the Nine Heavens on the clouds. Every Heavens falls down to the ground. Like Zhaixing Tower, there are several terraces for take-off and landing on the outer edge of each floor.

After walking around, I chose an unmanned terrace to drop the mechanic bird. A servant had already come up to him, and helped Wu Chen get out of the cockpit, pressed the motive spring to turn the mechanic bird back to the Dugu Yin, and quickly put it on the single number next to it. There is also a base for ejection on the terrace, and you just need to retrieve your mechanic bird by number. After paying the wine, the health servants will happily bounce the people on the clouds. Welcoming and sending them to the fore, which is so comprehensive.

But if you want to eat and drink, hum!

He glanced at Wu Chen's hunter outfit, and the servant who came out to greet him immediately changed into a smile and entered the Ninth Heaven with great sincerity.

Hunter is synonymous with the rich man.

Unlike ordinary rich young men who only know how to pay the bills with gold and silver, hunters' actions are always full of surprises. If you can enjoy a fur casually, you may come from some amazing monster, and your value is so good!

Unlike the young master who likes jade, Wu Chen has a string of snowflakes and marten tails hanging around his waist. A sharp-eyed servant has secretly estimated the price, and each tail is worth a thousand gold!

This is amazing! A complete old man!

What do you say? Yes, your uncle is still your uncle.

"Uncle, should I be the best or stay in a hotel?" Wu Chen was swaying in the wind on his waist with ten thousand gold, and even alarmed the beautiful lady manager on this floor.

"Drink first. Then stay in the hotel." Wu Chen smiled and hugged it in his arms, took off a sable tail, and wrapped it on Meijiao's mother's jade neck.

The beauty manager immediately smiled like a flower, and his smile became so heartless: "Then let me have a drink with the uncle first?"

"Then eat, eat, drink." Wu Chen smiled and put his mouth in the beauty's arms, which made him laugh. The two young masters who had a crush on Meijiao and had a cold look when they saw this. Well, I came to support him every day, and sprinkled countless money like water. I didn't see you, a slutty guy with a watery poplar flower, laughing!

Damn, all laughed and cracked!

The real high-quality chef never orders the dishes themselves. The female manager who owns a private room arranges the arrangements and checks the order and serves the dishes. Most of the real high-quality chefs are worried about being deceived. Of course, the reason why they don’t care is nothing more than three situations: the customer is not afraid of cheating, the store is not afraid of cheating. The beautiful manager who comes and sends the trip is reluctant to cheat. No matter what the situation is, it is a manifestation of "luxury".

When I entered the hotel, even if I just looked at the menu, it was said that it was a good deal. Haven’t you seen many dramas, the awesome noble lady even stretched out her head to look at the menu. What’s the decent?

However, if you yell at the door, "It's delicious and delicious, even if you bring it," you will be decent.

Real high-quality chefs often take the menu with a smile, and then gently give it to the beautiful manager, saying: "You decide."

Look, there are picking and sending, coming and going, sentiment and loving, and there are faces.

If you don’t accept the menu, you look down on people. If you don’t accept it, it’s the style of Haoke. You say “You decide” and give it enough face. Never offend these service staff. If you haven’t watched “Fight Club”, you should also watch “Grandma’s Penghu Bay”. The wrong one is “Shake, Shake, Shake to Grandma’s Bridge (this fucking name)” (egg:…). If you offend the people who serve you, you really don’t know whether you are drinking fragrant tea that spits out or eating Western food that pissed.

It can be seen that the name "Enke" is called "Enke" in the fun hall.

Don’t think that if you spend money, you are the master. You can be domineering and shouting. Service~ The test of sexual industry is ultimately human quality. Good or bad service really matters whether you enjoy happiness or suffer.

Who can do less money from ancient times to the present?

Anyone who cannot get along with service personnel will not understand it.

Not to mention the current lord, even the former technical lord, the roads on the dining table are still clear.

He used a marten tail to win people's hearts. The food was so happy. Although he had not really enjoyed the joy of the past, he also got a lot of benefits. After three rounds of wine and five flavors, the beauty was drunk and smiling like a flower. She asked with her arms: "Is it really just a drink?"

"It's so good for my sister to know that besides my sister, I want to see someone else here."

The beauty laughed: "Who do you want to see?"

"The master here, the great shopkeeper of the Ninth Heaven." Wu Chen said with a smile.

The beauty didn't seem to be surprised: "The shopkeeper hasn't come out to see the guests for a long time."

Wu Chen smiled slightly: "It's not okay to introduce an acquaintance?"

"Is there a token?" The beauty smiled and stood up.

"Yes." Wu Chen took out a rose-embroidered scented parfait from his arms and gently handed it to her.

"Brother wait, sister will go back." As soon as she walked to the door, the beauty's steps were a little sloppy, and she was really drunk. The people on the field had already developed a whole body of actors. Every move was a play. You see, she was drunk and confused, and she was staggering, but she pretended to be confused with her understanding. She wanted to get them drunk. She couldn't even drink them to death.

He also said that they, ‘If you have a little sincerity, you will feel a little drunk’.

Wu Chenshen agreed.

Before the beauty could return, she shook her feet and immediately heard Wu Chen's familiar spring sound around her.

After a slight meal, the elegant private room began to drop at a constant speed.

There are all mechanisms in the Nine Heavens. Wu Chen knew about it when he first met Luo Lie. So he was not panicked. Murong Yan, who had been sitting by his side, dressed as a man, immediately approached to protect Wu Chen. From his expression, he was not very panicked. After all, she was the owner of this city and had seen the world.

According to Murong Yan, the Nine Heavens built later than her. They were all after she was sealed into the Soul-Suppressing Coffin. Therefore, she had no idea about the inside story of the Nine Heavens.

Time took longer than Wu Chen thought. It seemed to have fallen below the ground. Finally, with the last sound of the machine spring, the room stopped.

The door of the private room was opened again, and the one who walked in was no longer the beauty who had been drinking before, but a strong man with a tiger-backed and bear-beared iron tower.

"Master, please invite me!" He clasped his fists and did not wait for Wu Chen to return the gift, but he went to the side.

Wu Chen smiled and shook his head, and came out with Murong Yan.

When you go out, you will find a natural cave. The cave is roughly round, and the walls are as smooth as mirrors. There is also many crystalline ores flashing brightly. There is no need to give a guide, because there is only this path and one gate. If you think about it, you will finally see the light.

The beautiful dome hall is firmly supported by bowed stone pillars of different lengths on both sides. There is nothing else in the hall, only a simple stone table and four ancient wooden chairs.

There is a lamp on the table. There is a pot of wine under the lamp. Next to the pot are four upside-down wine glasses.

A long and slightly weak figure stood behind the lamp.

Hearing the footsteps, the person behind the lamp slowly turned around and showed his true appearance.

Wu Chen suddenly felt relieved. Even the pair of eyes that had been cultivated by the world of Yuanchen to appreciate the beauty was completely gone. Wu Chen never felt this way. It seemed as if... he regarded Ivy as a documentary.

It is this misaligned beauty that makes Wu Chen feel indescribable. It seems that if you can't see a beautiful woman, you don't have to think about how to fill the favorable bar and then break all kinds of things and unlock it.

He glanced at Wu Chen deeply, then suddenly touched Murong Yan's gaze. The shopkeeper of the Nine Heavens smiled and said, and the breeze came gently.

"It's an old friend's introduction, so please sit down."

"Thank you." Murong Yan clasped his fists with a chic, gently pulled Wu Chen's sleeve as if no one was around, sent him to the seat, and then sat next to him.

The big shopkeeper's eyes switched back and forth several times on Wu Chen and Murong Yan, and then smiled a little confusedly: "Why are the two distinguished guests?"

It was not until this time that Wu Chen reacted. He blinked hard to restore himself to Qingming: "To be honest, Wu Chen came for Uncle Luo Lie."

"So that's it..." The shopkeeper picked up the wine pot and filled Wu Chen and Murong Yan. He poured another cup for himself, then placed it in the empty seat opposite, then raised his glass gently: "Please."

"Please." Wu Chen and Murong Yan both responded.

The wine was very light and melted in his mouth. Before he could swallow it, he rolled into his throat. Without savoring the aroma of the wine, his whole body was filled with indescribable pleasure and comfort. Wu Chen couldn't help but blurt out: "How can I relieve my worries? Only Du Kang."

The shopkeeper smiled slightly: "This is homemade Kang wine."

Wu Chen was stunned: "Is Du Kang the home brewer of the shopkeeper?"

The shopkeeper nodded gently: "My ancestors were originally surnamed Si, and later changed their surname to Du. This wine was brewed by our ancestors and has been passed down to this day."

Before Wu Chen could speak, Murong Yan clasped his fists and said, "Dare you ask about the name of the shopkeeper?"

"My family's surname is Du and her name is Feifei."

"Du Feifei." Murong Yan smiled happily and stopped talking. It was obvious that he had discovered something. However, Wu Chen, who was intoxicated with the fine wine, did not notice it.

The shopkeeper poured a full cup again: "Please."

"Please." Wu Chen couldn't wait. After drinking three cups in a row, Wu Chen was floating, feeling a kind of sweetness of being happy and unwilling to leave. Such indescribable beauty is constantly overflowing from his heart, soaking his heart, even his limbs and every pore.

Although everything in front of you was so clear, Wu Chen found that he had seen nothing. It seemed that these beautiful scenes were flowing silently from his eyes, but they just didn't get into their minds. Shaking his head vigorously, Wu Chen smiled: "If you don't drink, you will be drunk. Big shopkeeper, it seems that I'm drunk."

Murong Yan said softly: "Master, it's not the wine that makes you drunk, but her."

"He?" Wu Chen, who was drunk and deeply intoxicated, suddenly glared: "Nothing is said..."

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Chapter completed!