He Has a Dragon

乐 When he was still in the forty-nine city in the world, Wang Le heard from Li Mubai that Li Bai was also a martial artist, but his life was short.

Now in this pilgrimage city, once again seeing the famous poems left by Li Bai, Wang Le didn't make a fuss, at most he murmured in his heart.

After all, Lao Zi Li and Confucius, and even the Emperor Xunzheng, who are familiar in the world, are all well-known and well-known historical figures, all of whom have won the peak of the war of generations of martial arts masters, and the last poetry Li Bai is no big deal.

Closer to home, Wang Le put away his gaze towards the screen and said to the young man, "There's nothing to see. Take me to a good spot!"

The young man nodded quickly, and then led Wang Le around the screen to the hall.

I saw that the lights were brilliant. There were only five or six tables in the two hundred square halls that were bright as daylight, which seemed a bit empty.

At this time, two tables in the hall were occupied by guests. They were whispering and drinking water and wine. They laughed softly from time to time. There was no loud shout like Wang Le thought.

This inevitably made Wang Le mutter in his heart: "The guests who dare to enter this Shangpinju are of very high quality!"

Because Wang Le's dress is very low-key and looks very ordinary, the guests in the lobby just looked up and glanced, and then continued the unfinished topic with the same table.

The young man's footsteps did not stop in the hall, but led Wang Le across the hall to the stairs leading to the second floor, and then picked up the steps.

Along the winding wooden staircase, Wang Le quickly reached the second floor under the guidance of the young man.

瞬间 When the young man opened the curtain of the stairs, Wang Le felt a rush of heat, as if it were two worlds with the cold season outside.

Followed by the sound of melodious chords of bamboo orchestra spread to the sides of the ear.

"Please in the seniors." The young man who unveiled the curtain said to Wang Le respectfully.

Wang Le nodded with a sullen expression, and walked into the second floor hall.

I saw that the entire second-floor lobby was also about 200 square meters. There was no more table except a table placed beside the four windows.

In addition, in the middle of the hall, there are two slim women wearing silk clothes similar to Hanfu playing silk bamboo orchestras, making the atmosphere of the entire hall very comfortable.

At this time, only one of the four tables facing the window in the entire hall was left empty, and the young man took Wang Le for granted.

In the process, Wang Le clearly felt that the guests at the other three tables were examining himself.

If that's the case, Wang Le won't care. The key is that he feels keenly that these guests' eyes are full of inexplicable vigilance.

"I feel a bit uncomfortable when I let go!" Wang Le could not help but frowned slightly, muttered silently in his heart.

I lost my heart and thought about it. Wang Le, who had just arrived at the empty table next to the window, looked at the south guy and asked, "Are there any seats available here?"

The young guy was embarrassed first, and followed the expression of embarrassment quickly, "I really can't bear the seniors. If not all the boxes are full today, the boy won't let you sit here."

"Eh!" Wang Le's mouth twitched as his eyes flashed, and he thought to himself, "I said that I haven't seen a few guests in this pilgrimage city's largest inn and restaurant? It turned out to be in the box. "

As for how many boxes are there in Shangpinju? Where is the box? This is not what Wang Le needs to care about, let alone he is not interested.

If you are interested in this Shangpinju, Wang Le can look through it with a delusional method before he enters the door.

At this time, a young man with a respectful face asked Wang Le to inquire: "Senior, if you are not in a hurry, the boy can arrange for you to go to the place where you will stay for a while, and then please come over to have a meal when you have a box."

After a long pause, the young man added: "Of course we can also deliver the food to your place."

额 "Eh!" There was a hint of helplessness on Wang Le's face, and he waved his hand back and said, "No need to bother, I'll have a meal here!"

After speaking, Wang Le sat down on the empty chair in front of the table, then looked up at the guy who was about to leave to prepare meals, and asked, "What good wine do you have in Shangpinju? Give me a pot. "

As soon as the words of the cymbal fell, the young man replied with a grateful smile and immediately replied, "Of course we come to Shangpinju to have a drink of the sword sword made exclusively."

"It is precisely because of this sword fairy drunk that most of the martial arts who have come to the pilgrimage city like you recently will come to us to eat and eat, the purpose is to taste sword fairy drunk."

"Oh? What's the point of this sword fairy drunk?" Wang Le asked the young man with interest, but he was stunned in his heart and said, "According to the meaning of this man, the martial artist who has come to the pilgrimage city recently A lot! Will it be that the Alliance Army will pass here on the return journey, causing a lot of attention? For example, those hidden in the hidden world. "

Thought of this, Wang Le can't help but feel a little depressed, dare to go around by himself, in the end is still on the same road with the Alliance Army!

I want to know that the Alliance Army is being watched by Huojiao and Huayinge, and there may be conflicts again at any time.

And Wang Le firmly believes that in addition to Huayinge and Baihuojiao, which have already surfaced in the hidden world, www.readwn.com ~ there must be many hidden worlds in the Alliance army, but for the time being unknown.

It is precisely because of these uncertain risk factors that Wang Le will try his best to avoid the places that the Alliance army may pass during the return journey when planning the route.

"Hey, is it a blessing or a blessing? It is a misfortune, but now I can only take one step at a time.

王 Just as Wang Lexin thought about it, the young man answered with a smile and explained: "This sword fairy is drunk, as the name implies, of course he can drunk sword fairy."

"This sword fairy is the author of the famous poem you saw on the screen of the lobby on the first floor."

I said here, the young guy continued proudly and said, "Li Jianxian wrote this first article drunk with the sword fairy of our Shangpinju."

额 "Eh!" Wang Dashao could not help but murmured in his heart: "It's an old routine story."

At the same time, Wang Le thought that Li Bai's life was more than a thousand years ago, and he could not help but secretly talk about the history of Shangpinju.

But it only stopped secretly, because Wang Le is now full of his own safety.

I did n’t wait for the young man to continue to talk, Wang Le waved and said, "Then give me a pot of swords and drunk, and your special dishes should be served as soon as possible!"