Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-seventh Drinking for Nostalgia and Nostalgia
There are endless people coming and going downstairs of the famous Guyuwei Restaurant.
Zou He held Sui He's hand and stood by the road, looking up at the door plaque that had been hanging for many years, his expression full of memories.
Yang Qing rushed the carriage aside and handed it to the servant.
A young man shaking a folding fan slowly walked over and stood beside Zou He.
"Miss, is this the first time I'm here in Jiangzhou?"
Zou He glanced at him and said nothing.
At the same time, he said to Yang Qing in his heart, "Stay there, don't interrupt, have you seen how popular I am?"
"In Jiangzhou City, if you want to say that the taste is authentic, the ancient and yu flavor is the best, but after all, the environment is still a bit worse. If you want to say that the taste and environment are both good, there is a place in this city that is much better than here."
Jiang Jianmu slowly threw out the bait, waiting for the girl to take the bait.
I thought to myself that today I was so lucky that I could meet three such beautiful girls in this small place.
Even, even the little sister held by this girl is a beauty that is about to grow.
However, Brother Jianmu, I still have ethics, so I won’t be able to do so.
Zou He turned his head and looked at him deeply, "Are you rich or powerful?"
Oh, I'm a sensible person, but you didn't like me because of my beauty and talent, which made me feel a little sad.
Jiang Jianmu held up a folding fan in his hand, "Marquis of Jiangzhou."
"That's it that you have both power and money?" Zou He nodded, "What will happen if I ignore you?"
"Sad!" Jiang Jianmu put away the folding fan in a casual manner and patted it in his palm. "Really, I'm very sad. I'm sad for the girl's experience, and for our fate that died before it started."
"Nothing else?" Zou He said in confusion.
Jiang Jianmu looked sincere, "Of course there is nothing else. I, Jiang Jianmu, never do anything bullying people with power. What else is there to snatch them?"
Zou He smiled at him, "Congratulations, I'll save my life."
Then he led Suihe into the lobby.
Jiang Jianmu was about to move and said something, but suddenly his whole body became cold. Under the sun in the summer, he felt like he fell into an ice cave. At the same time, there seemed to be thousands of sharp swords pointing at him sharply.
The white coachman who was driving for the girl looked at him coldly and followed him in.
The followers hurriedly surrounded him, and Jiang Jianmu, who was standing there, looked dull. After a while, he squeezed out a sentence.
"These people are so rude!"
Zou He asked the waiter for a private room, which happened to be in the room that Huo Beizhen and the others had just sat in.
Zou He asked Sui He to sit in first, then stood at the door, and waved to Yang Qing who was following him.
Yang Qing walked forward in confusion, and Zou He stomped on his instep and twisted it hard.
"See, did you? I'm not wanting it!"
Then he took his seat with ease.
Yang Qing stood there, smiling bitterly and shook his head.
Soon, the waiter came with a large plate and a small plate, and put the table full.
Yang Qing took a look and said nothing.
"I'm mute? Why don't I ask why I ordered so much? Can I finish eating?" Zou He glanced at him with a squinted eye.
Yang Qinggang had to put down the chopsticks he picked up again, "Can you finish ordering so much?"
"You have to care! Who are you? Do you care? I can't order my beloved Xiao Suihe to eat!" Zou He's response hit Yang Qing like a cannon.
Sui He was stunned by the side. My aunt's operation was really good.
I'd better have a meal honestly.
My aunt didn't lie to me. The food was really delicious. Apart from being a little spicy, it tasted the same as the one I ate in Jincheng and Brother Luo in the past, and I couldn't stop at all.
While Suhe was having a feast, Zou He ordered two pots of wine, all of which were placed in front of her.
Yang Qing glanced at him and learned his lesson and ate food silently.
"Bang" a pot of wine was placed in front of Yang Qing.
Zou He started drinking on his own.
Yang Qing also remembered the big drink here many years ago. He almost never drank, so he got drunk.
Unfortunately, when you come here again, things change.
Brother Ling, Brother Qin, and many others are gone.
Fortunately, you are still there.
Yang Qing picked up the cup and drank it all. The wine flowed into his throat, making it spicy.
"What should I do next? There is a new situation on Xiaoluo's side." Zou He said in his heart without warning.
Yang Qing frowned, "I believe in Uncle Xun."
"If Uncle Xun was so reliable, there would be no matter between Brother Ling and Sister Xun." Zou He did not agree with Yang Qing's opinion.
"That was an accident." Thinking of those things, Yang Qing simply picked up the wine pot and took a deep breath.
"What about this time? What should I do if I am accident again?" Zou He became more and more upset, and the wine in his glass kept going.
Yang Qing stared at the face in front of him that had appeared countless times in his dream and said firmly: "I failed to protect Brother Ling back then, but this time I sacrificed my life to protect Yunluo."
"Don't..." Zou He shouted in a hurry and immediately pretended to be calm, "Don't drink so much. Who should I drive when I'm drunk?"
What a joke? If you are a great sword immortal in the Hedao realm, you will never get drunk if you don’t want to get drunk.
Yang Qing smiled at the corner of his mouth, poured himself a cup silently, and handed it to his mouth with serene satisfaction.
Suddenly, a hand stretched out, arched the cup upwards, and the wine instantly spilled on his face.
Turning his head and looking at Zou He seemed to have nothing happened.
"Eat quickly, I'll drink with you in the carriage. If it's too late, it's not easy to keep up with them." Yang Qing did not get angry at all, and said gently.
"You have to care! Drink with me, who are you?"
Zou He patted Sui He on the back, "Little girl, eat slowly, your head is almost buried in the bowl."
When the three of them set off again, Sui He lay on the soft collapse of the carriage, touching his round belly, thinking to himself: "Brother Luo, what are you doing?"
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Before Sun Dayun came, he imagined that it would hurt at first, and then it would hurt even more, but as long as he gritted his teeth and survived, he would probably become numb in the end.
But when he entered the Dragon Transformation Pool, he realized that it was not what he thought.
Peeling is really like someone tearing a hole in his skin and slowly lifting it up along the soles of his feet.
More importantly, he found that in this pool, his sense of touch was much more sensitive, which made the pain magnify countless times in his mind.
The whole process is realistic and clear.
He almost couldn't bear it at the first moment and broke the square jade tablet.
But in the end I still held it back, gritted my teeth, and my strong teeth slowly shattered.
He stared at his eyes, his eyes shattered, and blood and tears flowed, and he was completely unaware of it.
The entire skin was peeled off. From the perspective of the four elders outside, there was no change. The clothes still existed. It was just from a red face that he had already survived the first stage.
By the edge of the Dragon Pool, the four elders' eyes gathered in the pool.
Although this round-faced fat man stumbled, he finally managed to last two hours. Not only that, he has been persisting for nearly four hours until now.
But this did not arouse the surprise of these four people. The center of their eyes really gathered was the other young man in blue.
Since he sat down, he has almost never moved, as if he was asleep.
Compared to Sun Dayun next to him, compared to the Holy Water Alliance disciples who came to the Dragon Pool before, the pain of twitching and rolling inside was too strange.
Yun Luo jumped into the pool, and felt a flash in front of him and appeared in a strange space.
A tall and burly middle-aged man in a golden robe stood in front of him, his face as blurred as clouds and vague. After holding it with one hand, he revealed a momentum that looked down on the world.
He held a jade pendant in his hand and looked down.
Yun Luo looked around his waist, and it was empty.
Before, after Long Jiao's trouble, Yun Luo felt relieved and quietly took out the jade pendant engraved with the inscription "Hidden Shape" from the square object and hung it around his waist.
Sun Dayun had already taken the Lizhu, so he left another piece with the "Clouds and Rain" engraved in the square object, preparing to leave it to Junior Sister Lu.
But at this moment, the jade pendant that was "hidden" had appeared in the hands of the middle-aged man.
Therefore, combined with the secret letter, Yun Luo had a vague judgment in his mind, but in the end, there was too little information and he dared not make a conclusion.
The middle-aged man turned around, looked at the jade pendant in his palm, and said softly, "Is this jade pendant yours?"
Yunluo nodded, "I bought it."
"Human race?"
Yun Luo became more and more convinced of the guess in his heart and nodded.
The middle-aged man's tone turned cold, "Sure enough, this dragon-turning pool was also robbed by your human race!"
Yun Luo was silent. At this moment, silence was the best response.
The middle-aged man suddenly stretched out his hand, and Yun Luo was instantly sucked into his hand, and his throat was stuck tightly by this big hand.
"I snatched my Dragon Transformation Pool and wanted to take my jade pendant to get my inheritance, dreaming!"
After saying that, his fingers tightened and he was about to kill this human boy.
Chapter completed!