Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Qin Xuan tasted the wine and waited quietly. He waited for a long time in the Sancun Tianxing Building.

After tasting a pot of wine for several hours, it was not Qin Xuan who delayed the time, but the three-inch red dust wine, which should have been tasted slowly, and sip it. If it was a swig, it would be a violent thing.

Until the night fell, Qin Xuan's wine and food were also empty.

Qin Xuan said again: "Two pots of three inches of red wine!"

This time, he never ordered delicious dishes. The previous two dishes were just that he remembered his past life.

The three-inch Tianxing Tower is endless day and night. This time, it was not the previous woman who served Qin Xuan's wine, but instead changed.

The woman looked at Qin Xuan with a sweet smile, but there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Two pots of three inches of red wine, is this person going to be here all night?

The entire first floor of the three-inch Tianxing Building was already empty.

Very few monks stayed on this floor and stayed overnight, just as very few people would order three inches of red wine on this floor.

When the wine came, Qin Xuan still pondered alone, under the reflection of the light, it seemed a little lonely.

Qin Xuan was still calm, practicing in the mountains and retreating for an unknown number of years. He had long been used to it, and even enjoyed this quiet environment.

The top floor of the three-inch Tianxing Building, this floor is not open to outsiders.

A wealthy middle-aged man looked at the woman who served Qin Xuan's wine, frowning slightly, "You mean, he is a cultivator of God, and ordered two pots of three-inch red wine on the first floor?"

His brows were dissatisfied, and Qin Xuan spent at least 20,000 Nine-Rank Spirit Crystals in one afternoon, not to mention that it was Qin Xuan who turned into a god, and even the True Sovereign of the Yuan Ying Realm could not afford it.

The middle-aged man pondered slightly, "Can you find out the identity of this person?"

The woman shook her head, "I am not a member of the Youxuan God Kingdom. The specific identity is still unknown and is under investigation."

"Let me go down and take a look!" The middle-aged man slowly got up. In the entire Youxuan Divine Kingdom, there were very few people who dared to do things about the king in the three-inch sky-star building, but it was not that it never existed.

If it is true, that loss would not be a concern for the Sancun Tianxinglou, but the face would be lost.

This is intolerable for middle-aged people.

The eldest princess gave him the three-inch Tianxing Building from Rijin Doujin, and he naturally did not dare to neglect.

Soon, the middle-aged man had already walked down one floor and saw Qin Xuan.

"The Peak of Transforming God!"

His eyes moved slightly and he walked towards Qin Xuan.

Her eyes moved slightly, and the woman behind her had already brought two plates of wine and food, one in each hand, and came gracefully.

"This is the first time for a guest to come to this three-inch Tianxing Building?" The middle-aged man walked over and looked at Qin Xuan with a smile on his face.

Qin Xuan sipped the wine lightly, not caring about the middle-aged.

After that, he shook his sleeves directly and threw out thirty sixth-grade spirit crystals, equivalent to thirty-nine-grade spirit crystals.

"Liquor money, these two side dishes, put them here!"

He spoke indifferently, but made the middle-aged man's pupils shrink slightly.

Afterwards, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Why are guests like this? Zhang did not mean that!"

"I just think the guests are a bit face-to-face and curious, so come over and talk!"

He didn't accept half of the spirit crystal, and then he said: "Yan'er, give these two dishes to this young and handsome, it is my request!"

The woman moved immediately and slowly put down the two dishes.

Qin Xuan didn't take it seriously, tasting the wine again, carefully considering it, and then slowly said, "The chief steward of the three-inch Tianxing Building, who came to see me in person, is nothing but afraid that I can't pay!"

"I like being quiet, don't bother!"

He said lightly, and the lingering light fell on the manager, "Besides, if you talk about Daojun and curious about me, you will shake a tree like a mayfly, and Bai Yunhuang will not be able to save you."

The words fell softly, letting that manager stay for a while, and took a breath.

What an arrogant tone, just transforming the gods, dare to despise him so much.

What shocked his heart even more was the name Bai Yunhuang.

At the beginning, he never reacted. Suddenly, he just sounded that the royal family of the Kingdom of Youxuan, surnamed Bai, and Baiyunhuang, was the real name of the elder princess of the Kingdom of Youxuan.

Immediately, his pupils tremble slightly, looking at Qin Xuan, "You dare to call the eldest princess by the name, so disrespectful!?"

There was a slight anger in his eyes, staring at Qin Xuan.

"The name is nothing, you can't call it?" Qin Xuan pondered the three-inch red wine and smiled lightly, but in the eyes of the middle-aged, it seemed to be dismissive.

He was angry, and he wanted to see what Qin Xuan had so rampant, even daring to be disrespectful to the princess.

At this moment, there was a loud noise outside the three-inch Tianxing Building.

A lot of Yingsheng Yanyu came out, and there was even more sweet laughter, which came into the three-inch Tianxing Building.

The middle-aged man temporarily suppressed his anger, turned his head and looked at the entrance of the three-inch Tianxing Building.

At the entrance, there were seven or eight singing and dancing women with enchanting postures.

There are also many young talents who look like dudes in Youxuanshen.

But these people are all surrounded by one person, like stars and moon.

This person is dressed as a man, but as long as he is not a fool, he can see that he is dressed as a woman.

"Holy Demon Temple, no fairy saints!"

Zhang Da's pupils tremble slightly, and his face quickly shows a smile.

For several days, the saint of the Holy Demon's Heavenly Palace has been singing and singing day and night in the three-inch Tianxing Building.

The spirit crystals that have been spent are like water, and Wuxian is still the saint of the Holy Demon Temple, with an extremely noble status, not even weaker than the princess he admires.

This is a distinguished guest, and middle-aged people naturally dare not neglect.

"The saint is here, Zhang has missed a long way to welcome!" He quickly walked towards Wuxian, showing flattery.

The corner of Wuxian's mouth was slightly raised and she looked towards Zhang Da in charge. Suddenly, her eyes stopped and her pupils shrank suddenly.

She saw someone, especially those eyes that were as pale as still water.

Wuxian's body was slightly stiff, and there was more joy in his eyes, as if he was relieved.

Zhang Daguan thought Wuxian was watching him, and immediately, his smile became more flattering, and he bent over to make a smile.

At this moment, a faint voice sounded.

"Li Erhua, see me, why don't you come here soon?" Qin Xuan's voice was calm, Dao Wuxian's real name.

The young Junjie didn't care about the rest of the women, after all, they didn't know who Li Erhua was.

It was the manager Zhang who couldn't help frowning slightly, turned his head and looked at Qin Xuan slightly.

This person is not only arrogant, but also so uninteresting.

This is the saint of the Holy Demon Tiangong, if you disturb Wuxian, don't say that you are a god, you are a Daoist, and you can't eat it.

At this moment, Wuxian's body shook slightly, shaking away the many women around.

Stepping on the lotus step, she walked towards Qin Xuan in the stunned everyone.

After a few breaths, Wuxian walked over to Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuanwei sat there, never looking at Wuxian again, lifting his glass and tasting wine.

Wuxian looked at Qin Xuan, with brilliance in his eyes and intertwined light.

After that, she slowly bowed her eyes as a servant, lowered her eyes and smiled at the corners of her mouth.

"Wuxian, have seen the master!"

The entire three-inch Tianxing Building seemed deadly silent at this moment.

the host?

Didn’t we get it wrong? The saint of the Holy Demon Heavenly Palace, actually called a god-transforming monk as the master?

In this silence, Qin Xuan gently put down the wine glass and dropped it on the table with a slight muffled noise.

After Qin Xuan put down the wine glass, he never looked at Wuxian, or even spoke, only a sound came from his nose.

"Ok!"

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(I'm sorry, I uploaded the fourth update yesterday, but the network card was not uploaded. The third update this morning, I have already added the fourth update yesterday.

[Desperate Face])