I have a Wangyou Bar in Douluo

As soon as you enter the door, the copywriting and illustrations on both sides of the corridor are different again. It seems that every copywriting changes with the mood of the person who enters.

The faint sandalwood in the bar made Ning Fengzhi and others slowly close their eyes and smell it.

The few people did not talk, but each admired the copywriting and illustrations on both sides of the corridor.

Sword Dou Luo Chenxin stared at a piece of copywriting and illustrations in a daze, as if he was in trance.

"One body has traveled three thousand miles, and one sword has served as a division for millions."

In the picture, thousands of troops and horses are running towards the city. There is no one at the city gate, except for a middle-aged man standing with a sword. There is no fear in his eyes, and he ignores the enemy.

The copy below also reads: "A single person, holding a sword, can defend a city for one person, and it is worth a million."

Sword Dou Luo Chenxin suddenly surged with overwhelming sword intent, and the Seven Killing Swords of Martial Spirits flew out on their own, the sword body filled with torrential fighting intent.

The other people were not aware of such a huge movement, because they had also entered into their own artistic conceptions.

Xue Qinghe stared at the copywriting in front of him, his eyes filled with mist.

"If one day a person who is supposed to be nice to you ignores you, don't make a decision in a hurry. It may be that she has experienced far more than you imagined."

There are two illustrations next to it. The first one shows an ugly devil pointing a knife at the belly of a pregnant woman, who is hiding her face and crying in pain.

The second picture shows the devil sitting on a chair holding a pregnant woman, but the pregnant woman's belly has returned to its original shape, and there is a baby at her feet holding the pregnant woman's legs. The pregnant woman secretly kicks the baby away and smiles at the devil.

Everyone is caught up in their own hidden inner story.

After a while, everyone came back to their senses and looked at each other. Ning Fengzhi was the first to speak: "It seems that we are all trapped, Wangyou, Wangyou..."

Sword Douluo has entered a new realm in this article, and Bone Douluo's gains are also not small, and he has already touched the edge of the next level.

When Nangong Wenqing, who was wearing a clown mask, saw the arrival of several people, he behaved like a gentleman and said with a smile: "Welcome, distinguished guests."

Ning Rongrong took a step towards Nangong Wenqing and asked with her mouth bulging: "Boss liar, didn't you say you were just an ordinary person? You deceived me and Uncle Tang Hao."

"Tang Hao?" Ning Fengzhi and others exclaimed.

Ning Rongrong was frightened by the exclamations of several people and asked hesitantly: "Did I say anything?"

Ning Fengzhi put his hands on Ning Rongrong's shoulders and asked, "What does that Tang Hao look like?"

Ning Rongrong saw her father in such a panic, and recalled it and said, "Uncle is just an uncle, but he is very strong. He also said he owed me a favor and left."

A trace of anger flashed in Xue Qinghe's eyes, but no one saw it.

Sword Douluo looked at Ning Fengzhi who was deep in thought and said, "It shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?"

Ning Fengzhi said seriously: "I feel like it's him." I heard Rongrong say that Tang Haoqian was a favor. I didn't think an ordinary person would say such a thing, not to mention that the things in this bar are so expensive and not ordinary at all. Where people come. "

Nangong Wenqing, lying innocently with a gun beside him, had a dark face, but no one saw him wearing a clown mask.

Nangong Wenqing thought to herself, "You can't blame me for this. I can't make the decision."

Ning Fengzhi didn't think too much. She smiled lightly at the man wearing a strange mask in front of her and said, "Since you're here, let's show you the best things."

For the first time, Nangong Wenqing thought that there was such a beautiful voice in the world. It was worthy of the Qibao Glazed Sect. If you have money, the damage is really high.

Nangong Wenqing deliberately showed an embarrassed expression and said, "Customers can take a look at the drinks and menu first."

Ning Fengzhi looked at the drink list posted on the bar, and her face instantly turned ugly, including Xue Qinghe and the two Douluo behind.

The first place on the drink list, the jade, jade, and chrysanthemum, actually sold for 1000 million gold soul coins, which was one-tenth of the annual income of the two empires.

Ning Rongrong was also a little confused. There was obviously no one when she came last time. When did there be one more?

Seeing the ugly faces of the people, Nangong Wenqing smiled and said: "This fine jade flower chrysanthemum is made from the fairy grass, exotic velvet chrysanthemum, and various ten thousand-year-old herbs. It is expensive for a reason."

The eyes of Ning Fengzhi and others were filled with shock. The QiRongTianJu was the martial spirit of Ju Douluo Yue Guan. It was impossible for a plant-type soul master to cultivate to the title Douluo, but Yue Guan did it. This was enough. It shows that Yue Guan’s martial spirit is powerful.

But these 1000 million gold soul coins are really...

Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly and said: "I wonder if the boss can introduce its function? Otherwise, the expenditure of 1000 million gold soul coins is indeed enough to shake any force."

Nangong Wenqing's face was not red, and her heart was not beating. She said seriously: "The energy of food can move the limbs, and the blood can connect the eight meridians, which can make the body indestructible. Anyway, drinking it will definitely lead to a breakthrough. As for the level of breakthrough, it depends on the person."

If it weren't for the two Douluo Jiangu who saw the power of this bar in the corridor, they would probably start cursing the black shop now.

Ning Fengzhi thought for a long time, sighed and said: "Then... let's have a drink. I hope it will be useful."

Nangong Wenqing's face under the mask was already smiling. These are all sales. I will transform them into three things in one breath.

Nangong Wenqing returned to the bar and started making the mixture. The weight of each ingredient was strictly required. Even a gram missing would affect the visual effect and taste of the wine.

Ning Fengzhi and others stared at Nangong Wenqing's tactics with wide eyes. They couldn't help but look at it. For 1000 million gold soul coins, Ning Fengzhi's heart was bleeding.

The most exciting moment came again, a glass of wine was poured into the wine glass, and the closed chrysanthemum in the wine glass was slowly blooming.

The chrysanthemums are surrounded by golden light, and dreamlike bubbles rise in the wine glass.

Ning Fengzhi took the wine glass and handed it to Jiangu and the two Douluo.

Bone Douluo was the first to speak: "Don't say polite words or anything like that. The bitch's fighting ability is really nothing to say. You'd better drink."

Sword Douluo glanced at Gu Rong, his eyes full of indescribable emotions, and drank from the wine glass in one gulp.

First, there is a spicy taste in the mouth, and then the sweet taste sweeps over the entire taste buds, and the faint fragrance of chrysanthemum quickly travels through the limbs and blood vessels.

Sword Douluo's body shone with golden light, his soul power fluctuated, and the bottleneck that had been there for many years was broken at this moment.

The soul power's rapid rise to level 97 did not end, it continued to rise.

Ning Fengzhi and others can put an egg in their mouths. Is this wine so strong? They are already level 97 and are still climbing.

Boom! Sword Douluo's soul power fluctuations stayed at level 98.

Sword Douluo looked at himself. His blood was extremely smooth, his limbs were warm, and he said, "My earthly heart has never been so refreshed."

Xue Qinghe was a little demented and didn't know what he was thinking.

Ning Fengzhi's face turned red, and his fiery eyes were fixed on the jade flower and chrysanthemum in Sword Douluo's hand. His current mood was no less than that of Sword Douluo himself.

Level 98, what is the concept? Apart from those peerless Douluo at level 99, who else in the world can do nothing to him, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. He seems to have seen the future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Rongrong looked at his father with a look of disgust on his face. Who is this person? I don't know him.