Although the brand name is very domineering, but in fact, this feather workshop is just a simple tea house newly built. The environment here is bad, and a cup of shoddy tea costs half a tael of silver, which is more than a hundred times higher than that in ordinary places. The shopkeeper and Xiao Er also have a very bad attitude.
But there are still many people who are willing to disappear here.
"Black-hearted businessmen are damn it! I should have brought more supplies when I came from Tianxiong City! " A burly man full of qi and blood took out his money swearing.
"There is a fairy’s legacy here. Every drop of water contains a fairy spirit. If you can’t drink it, you can soar to immortality. You can buy it or not. It’s annoying to get out of here!" The boss’s eyes are tilted, his face is jerky, and he is not a good man and a woman.
"An ancestor board! I Wang Kui debut … Well … "
After all, it was the sword practitioner who was provoked by the owner’s bad attitude. Wang Kui immediately became angry and was threatened by pulling out his sword from his waist, and was covered by his companion.
He struggled for a long time before he managed to break free from a dry cough. After several breaths, the veins stood out in his neck suddenly and violently, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable. Before he could say something, his companion raised his finger and clicked a small seven-Se gem mark in the corner of the house number of Yuhua Square.
Although the Luoshi Sword Sect is not one of the top ten clans of Xiandao, it also has a sword fairy sitting in Xianmen to recruit younger brothers every year. The influence is extremely widespread in the southern corner of Fengzhou.
This teahouse owner, if not the younger brother of Luo Shi Jian, must be some people who deal with him as a root ping swordsman. Don’t be too relaxed.
"Psst …" Wang Kui drew a mouthful of air conditioning, and his figure seemed to be a little loose by shrinking a circle of clothes. He put the sword back into the scabbard and honestly paid for the tea and looked around while drinking tea.
The small tea house is full of three religions and nine streams of figures, from princes and nobles to speculators and beggars.
Even some people who have achieved fame in body science and swordsmen are looming in the crowd.
"hey! Isn’t this Li Qing, the thirteen swords chasing the wind? "
In the crowd, a man with a fiery sword on his waist is kneeling on the ground. He faces Se, the god of bamboo forests in the mountains, piously and firmly.
There are many people coming and going here, but one dares to walk past him and give him a worship.
"Li Qing? But the man who sought to break through the shackles of swordsmanship, gave up his wealth in Muxi City and sought immortality, and asked, "Do you give up all the great swordsmen?"
Wang Kui, with his strong body, squeezed through the crowd and carefully studied the place where the mature man kneeling on the ground found that the other side was somewhat different from ordinary people except for his sword.
Even the tattered surface of the other clothes is covered with dust. It seems that because of kneeling for too long, the underwear at the knee is soaked with dark red blood and oozes pus, which is mixed together to form a dark block gel.
Jianhao’s physical fitness will even get into this stage, saying that Li Qing has kept this posture motionless for three days, even if he has washed his marrow and changed his blood, his physical fitness is far ten times higher than that of ordinary people, but if he puts his knee injury regardless and continues to deteriorate, I am afraid this person will be abolished
Besides, the pain it takes can make an iron man collapse.
"Good perseverance for heart! No wonder people can become famous in all directions. It’s really a shame to be a great swordsman in the Shang Dynasty! "
Looking at perseverance and persistence, Li Qing Wang Kui hung his head, and the God Se was a little dim and half-ringing. He finally made a decision and took a difficult step to go to Li Qing’s side and knelt down in the direction of Qianfengdian and Bizhu Youlin.
Paying may not be rewarded, but not paying will not be rewarded. I think of Li Qing’s epiphany when he heard Wang Kui.
"Come on, let 50 taels of silver and a wick of incense worship the immortals and touch some dust, even if you don’t yourself, your parents and grandchildren." Feather Tea House is not the kui is a background force, and soon it has made a new trick to drive out other forces in Fiona Fang Wuli.
The price of fifty taels of silver and a wick incense has directly increased by ten million times, but it is not far off, although it is not a snatch.
Because some people once wanted to climb a thousand peaks with their strong bodies, but they were isolated by a layer of power when they reached the edge of the mountainside, and they could never walk half a step further. Even though burning incense is extremely expensive, many people are still willing to spend money to worship the true fairy.
"These Luoshi Sword Sect members are just enriching their own pockets. Look at Li Qing and Wang Kui. That’s piety!" These people are not stupid to get to the autumn magic mountain within a few days of change. Some people keep learning to pray for Li Qing’s family by kneeling in the secluded forest.
"You are stupid to burn incense and worship the immortals!"
Although the owner of Yuhua Tea House is impatient, he can also stop the general trend. More and more people are kneeling towards Bizhulin and no longer spend money to buy black-hearted incense.
Plumes of physical strength gradually converge towards the mountain.
The piano suddenly rises.
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Chapter two hundred and four Phoenix seeks to burn
Chapter two hundred and four Phoenix seeks to burn
Chapter two hundred and four Phoenix seeks to burn
Melodious and melodious music coming out of the bamboo forest is a melody that everyone is familiar with.
"Looking forward to the wind?"
When I heard this piece of music, many J: ng musicians shook their heads secretly. Although the sound was mellow and free, it was a little less. The master’s ability was barely audible, but Yue Xian could never afford it.
However, with the melody gradually rising, the face of God Se has changed. It is no longer the embarrassment before, but it is dignified and extremely formidable.
The sound of fairy tales is repeated in their minds, which makes many swordsmen who rely on their mental fortitude learn to forget everything involuntarily, and gather J and jīng to realize the feelings of the piano players.