Chapter 469： Zuixiang Building (2

Chu He walked along with Meng Junyao, and went to Zui Xiang Lou.

Meng Junyao glanced at the restaurant and said to Chu He softly: "Master, the fragrance of the wine just now should come from this restaurant."

Well, when Chu He heard the words, he nodded slightly. He and Meng Junyao smelled a scent of strong wine all the time, and they instantly became interested, so they came all the way.

As you can see, the drunk incense people are coming and going, and they look like extraordinary people.

Seeing this, Chu He walked into the restaurant with a hint of curiosity, holding Meng Junyao, and he was really curious about what kind of wine was, and he couldn't help going.

At this time, a little second came over and apologized, "The two guest officers are sorry, the three floors are already full. Come early next time!"

Are all three floors full? Chu He frowned, and Shen said, "Bendi just saw outside, didn't your restaurant have four floors?"

Seeing the extraordinary temperament of the Chu River, Xiao Er knew that it was not an ordinary person, and he explained with patience: "You have no idea about this guest officer, where can we drink on the fourth floor of Zui Xiang Lou!"

Chu He heard the words, and laughed out: "Coincidentally, Bendi is not an ordinary person, but an ordinary person, so this fourth layer, Bendi should be able to go up."

Two people? The monks shook their heads all around, thinking, I do n’t know, even the half step of the Lord can only stay in the first three floors, the fourth floor is where the Lord stays, and they heard that the fourth floor is very expensive, even the Holy The Lord will hurt.

Although Chuhe secretly scolded him for not knowing the heights and heights of the earth, but they didn't say anything. After all, Chuhe looked a bit special, and offending might cause trouble.

Er, the helpless look on the shop's second face: "Guest, you should be in Chucheng for the first time. The fourth floor of our drunk incense building, only the Lord can go up, so the two are still early next time!"

Chu He smiled when he heard the words of Dian Xiaoer, and said, "Jun Yao!"

"Yes, master," Meng Junyao nodded in understanding, then exuded the breath belonging to the Lord.

As soon as this breath appeared, the monks who drank alcohol on the first floor were very surprised to look at this side. I did not expect that Mengjun Yao was actually the Lord, no wonder it gave people a sense of sacredness and inviolability.

Xin Hao didn't speak irony just now, some monks secretly rejoiced. They knew that once they spoke, they were finished. After all, even the monarch monarch who was the Holy Master was called the master of the Chu River. Know how terrible it is.

At this moment these people are thinking, what is the origin of Chuhe.

This big beauty turned out to be the lord. The shop prince originally dared to look directly at Meng Junyao. Now he hurriedly removed his eyes and respectfully said, "Two adults, the young one has no eyes, please forgive me!"

"It's all right," Chu He shook his head, and said, "Take us to the fourth floor!"

Xiaodian Er heard the words, shook his head, and said, "Sir, you have no idea, we have a barrier on the fourth floor of Zuixiang Building, only the Lord can enter, and the villain does not have such blessings to enter the fourth floor. "

Is this so? After hearing the words, Chu He nodded slightly, and said to Jun Yao: "Jun Yao, let's go!"

Well, Meng Junyao nodded and said softly, "Master, don't you call them the Three Princesses?"

"No," Chu He shook his head and said, "This meal, we two are in the world!"

Well, Meng Junyao's exquisite and beautiful face showed a bright smile.

At this time, in the awe of many monks, Chu He darted Meng Junyao and walked towards the inside of Zuixiang Tower.

Looking at the back of Chu He and Meng Junyao disappearing, many monks showed envy on their faces. What kind of life can there be a maid of God's rank? They dare not think.

Chu He took Meng Junyao along the way, and soon reached the entrance to the stairs on the fourth floor.

It can be seen that there is indeed a barrier on the staircase entrance into the fourth floor.

Chu He glanced at this colorful barrier, with a hint of curiosity, walking towards Meng Junyao.

When the bodies of Chu He and Meng Junyao touched this colorful barrier, a horrible force suddenly appeared, trying to shake them out.

This power is terrifying, comparable to the Lord, but it is too ordinary for the Chu River now.

One idea, the ninety-nine super universes in Chuhe's body radiated the power of horrible devour, and instantly swallowed that horrible power!

Chu He and Meng Junyao stepped into the fourth floor without any problems.

In this scene, the monks on the third floor were surprised. They have also seen the Lord step into the fourth floor. It is not as easy as the Chu River. Obviously, the strength of the Chu River is much stronger than the ordinary Lord.

A little interesting. On the fourth floor, a white-haired old man looked at Chu He who walked up slowly, and there was a gleam of light in his eyes. Chu He's method just surprised him a little.

Chu He glanced at the white-haired old man and said lightly, "Aren't you going to be a level to the fourth floor again?"

The white-haired old man heard the words, hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, and said, "If you can pass that barrier, you are eligible to step on the fourth floor, and there is no other test."

"That's fine," Chu He embarked on the fourth floor at this time.

The layout of this fourth floor is very simple, just like a real mortal restaurant. There is even dust on the dining table, which makes Chu He's face look a little weird. He originally thought that the fourth floor was special. As a result, it turned out to be so. Ordinary, but among the ordinary, it reveals a trace of extraordinary.

The old man with white hair noticed the change of Chuhe's face, and didn't explain anything. He said, "Two people, what wine do you want to drink?"

Chu He heard the words, and said lightly, "Of course the best wine you have!"

The best wine? The old man with white hair took a deep look at Chuhe and nodded, and said, "You are indeed qualified to drink the Holy Wine of our drunk incense tower. The two sit down first and I will prepare."

Well, Chu He nodded slightly, and took Meng Junyao directly to a dining table, some looking forward to waiting for the white-haired old man to bring the wine.

After seeing the gray-haired old man leave, Meng Junyao couldn't help but say, "Master, this is a weird place. I have never seen such a weird place."

Chu He heard the words, smiled, and said, "The owner of this drunk incense house should be an ascendant. It is estimated that he used to run a restaurant."

Ascension? Meng Junyao heard the words, and her face was surprised: "I have heard the legendary deeds of the Ascendants long ago, I did not expect to come to their restaurant to drink someday."

Hehe, Chu He thought, Bendi is also an Ascended Man, but this secret, he is not going to say it. After all, there is a Taoist who targets the Ascended Ruins of Chaos Ruins. He doesn't want to be chased down by a Taoist.

While Chu He was thinking like this, the white-haired old man appeared, with an altar of fine wine and some food.

Alas, Chu He smelled wine and meat, and felt that he felt very hungry. This feeling has not been known for a long time.

Meng Junyao's face at this time also changed a little.

Chu He knew that she should also feel hungry, and looked at the food with surprise.

"Two, please use slowly," the white-haired old man left the fourth floor after putting down the wine and food.

Chu He didn't care where the white-haired old man went, and his thoughts changed into two bowls.

At this time, Meng Junyao hurriedly opened the altar wine and filled the two bowls: "Master, I have never wanted to drink so much. This wine should be very special. I do n’t know if there is any problem. I ’d better drink it first ! "

"No," Chu He heard, shook his head, and said, "This wine is a bit special, but there is no danger, otherwise the emperor should be able to sense it."

Talking, Chu He took the bowl of wine in front of him and took a big sip.

With the entrance of the wine, Chu He felt his soul, happy, cheering, and his cells were too excited, and his mouth was full of the intoxicating fragrance of wine.

This wine is so delicious too! Chu He has never drank such a good drink, making him really want to get drunk.

Seeing Chu He's excitement, Meng Junyao couldn't help but took a sip of the Holy Wine.

Like Chu He, Meng Junyao's whole body and soul are happy, and she finds that her sacred soul has become a little stronger, although not much, but still stronger, which makes her unusually surprised.

You know, the sacred soul of the Lord is hard to become stronger. Now, taking a sip of wine, it has this effect, and it is the one that is immediate, which is incredible.

Chu River looked at Meng Junyao at this time, and drank the bowl of wine directly.

Drinking this bowl of wine, Chu River is okay, but Meng Junyao can't stand it. The whole person is intoxicated by the joy brought by this Holy Wine.

Chu He didn't manage Meng Junyao, picked up the wine jar, and poured her a glass. The rest was poured into her mouth.

"Grumbling!"

An altar of wine soon fell into Chu's belly, making him instantly lose consciousness, and fell to the dining table. He was drunk, really drunk. It is hard to imagine that a wine could drown a saint. .

At this time, the white-haired old man appeared instantly, glanced at the empty wine jar, shook his head, and said, "Drinking like this, the Taoist can't stand it!"

Meng Junyao saw Chu He was drunk, and watched the white-haired old man with vigilance: "What have you done? What happened to the master?"

The white-haired old man glanced at Meng Junyao and was a little surprised: "With your qualifications, he is actually his slave?"

After undergoing some transformation of the world fruit, Meng Junyao's qualifications are indeed extraordinary, with a hint of hope, and impacting the realm of the host, so that the white-haired old man will be so surprised.

Mengjun Yao frowned, the breath on her body exuded, and she said in a voice, "I'm asking you, what happened to the master?"

Seeing this, the white-haired old man shook his head and said, "Little baby, you are not an aging rival, and your master is okay, you are just drunk. You will wake up after a sleep."

drunk? Meng Junyao didn't believe: "The master is so powerful, how can he be drunk!"

The white-haired old man saw that Meng Junyao didn't believe it, and was not surprised: "A half-walker came here before and drank an altar wine like him, and was drunk for millions of years. Do you believe it?"

Meng Junyao didn't feel like the white-haired old man was lying, bit his lip, and said, "The host seems to have a lot of important things to do. I can't sleep for so long. Is there a way to wake him up?"

"No," the white-haired old man shook his head and said, "In general, drinking three glasses of the Holy Wine will make you drunk, and then you will have a big dream, and you will wake up the next day, of course, some stupid people, one hundred Years ca n’t wake up, like your master drank it all at once. Even if he is wicked again, he wo n’t be able to wake up without tens of thousands of years, and it ’s a good fortune. What a pity to wake up! ”

good fortune? When Meng Junyao heard the words, her face was curious: "What is it?"

The white-haired old man glanced at Meng Junyao and groaned for a while, and said, "I see that you have good qualifications, let me tell you! This holy wine is the supreme wine left by the owner. When people drink it, they will have a big dream, and experience all kinds of life in the dream. This is a supreme opportunity. "

The white-haired old man did not lie. The saint wine was made by his master with countless extremely expensive materials. These materials were circulated at will, which would cause a lot of blood and blood in the endless space. So many precious materials made wine together. Even the Taoist regrets it.

No chance? Meng Junyao glanced at the wine in front of her, bit her lip, and still didn't drink it. If she was drunk, I don't know if the white-haired old man would be detrimental to the owner and himself.

The white-haired old man seemed to know what Meng Junyao thought, and said lightly: "This is a supreme opportunity, even if the Lord is on this fourth floor, he is not qualified to drink this wine, so cherish it!"

If it weren't for Meng Junyao's qualifications, it was too high, and the white-haired old man wouldn't bother to drink or not to drink. He didn't want this arrogant girl to miss such peerless opportunities.

Although Meng Junyao did not feel the maliciousness of the white-haired old man, he shook his head and said firmly, "I want to wait for the master to wake up!"

You little boy, the white-haired old man shook his head and said, "Why bother? Is this little guy worth your doing?"

"It's worth it," Meng Junyao nodded, looking at the sleeping Chuhe: "Everything I gave was given by the master. Without him, I'm just an ordinary monk now!"

It turned out that the white-haired old man suddenly realized that he saw a trace of himself from Meng Junyao. All of this was also given by his master. Without him, he had already died in the hands of the infinite zombie.

Thinking of his past, the white-haired old man couldn't help feeling: "Little doll, old see you have some fate with me, it's better to be an old apprentice, old everything from the master can be taught to you."

"Thank you for your kindness," Meng Junyao shook his head and refused: "I will follow the master and wait for him forever."

Seeing this, the white-haired old man seemed to have guessed it long ago, without compelling: "Since so, then you should take good care of your master! The old man is going to sleep!"

After being recalled, the gray-haired old man couldn't help but remember, the whole person disappeared instantly.

Meng Junyao saw that she could not feel the slightest fluctuation, and the white-haired old man disappeared out of nowhere, with a look of surprise on her face. She felt that if the white-haired old man shot at himself, he might not be able to catch it.

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