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"Stop talking so much! Come and drink!" Lin Shao hugged a wine jar and began to yell at everyone to drink.

Song Qingfeng's mood after the end of Immortal Sword can't be considered bad, but it really can't be called good, and he immediately toasted with a few people.

"Hey~ Fatty, why don't you drink?" Xu Luo patted Wang Tai's shoulder who was in a daze.

Ever since they played Diablo together, the relationship between the two parties has been pretty good, and they were called out by the way for a drink.

"Drink!" Wang Tai was stunned, he hadn't played Legend of Sword and Fairy for the time being, he was mostly watching others play, so in terms of mood, he was the same as them.

"It's a pity that this wine tastes much worse than Sprite." Song Qingfeng clicked his tongue while drinking.

"Sprite is not intoxicating!" After saying that, Lin Shao took another sip for himself, and his face seemed to be flushed from drinking too much and too fast.

It's not just them, many customers in Qingfengmingyue have large jars of wine on their tables at this time, even Shen Qingqing, who hardly drinks alcohol on weekdays, ordered a piece of Jasper wine and sat in front of the window.

Xu Zixin was sitting across from her, drinking a pot of wine, her face never flushed and she was not out of breath.

"I still like to drink Sprite!" Shen Qingqing only drank a small cup, her pretty face was stained with a layer of blush, Shen Qingqing muttered.

Xu Zixin dragged her cheeks, her eyes were slightly drunk: "If Qingfengmingyue's dim sum tastes as good as Haagen-Dazs, and the drinks taste as good as Sprite."

The face of the waiter who was serving the food turned dark.

These days, Sprite and Haagen-Dazs have already heard cocoons in their ears, and they don’t know what it is. It’s nothing more than comparing it with the snacks and drinks in Qingfengmingyue Pavilion. something bad? !

You must know that the chef of Qingfeng Mingyue Pavilion, but the chef invited from the capital, is not much worse than the imperial chef in the palace!

And at this time, on the fourth floor of Qingfengmingyue Pavilion, in an extremely uniquely furnished Accord.

Behind the curtain, the outline of a woman can be seen slightly. Although separated by the gauze curtain, the woman's facial features can be seen clearly and brightly. Her beautiful eyes are deeply embedded under her black eyebrows. , full of arrogance but yet graceful and elegant: "Qinghe, Wanyu."

Standing in front of her was a man and a woman dressed meticulously. The man was about 30 years old, with steady eyes. They seemed to be headed by the man, bowing slightly.

The woman held a pot of tea in her hand, and said casually, "I just came back from the capital, and I didn't ask people to rest. What happened? Let me report."

The two immediately reported the situation of Qingfengmingyue Pavilion during these days.

"Customers often say... our drinks are not as good as the Sprite in some small shop?" The woman seemed a little ridiculous, "How can dim sum be worse than Haagen-Dazs?"

The woman said disdainfully: "It's just a small shop. What do these customers like to eat? Just let them eat. How much will it affect us?"

...

Su Tianji stood outside the Palace of Heavenly Secrets, feeling like a layer of twilight was trapped. It was already night, and the galaxy was shining brightly under the night. Looking at the double shadow outside the mountain, the stars outside the sky, above the tip of her heart, there seemed to be a layer of loneliness that she had never felt before. .

With a fingertip, the sword light flows like a clear spring, and in the sea of ​​flowers outside the hall, flying flowers and sword shadows complement each other.

Nalan Hongwu stood in front of the main hall of the Nalan family, feeling something in his heart, squinting his eyes and said: "When I was a young man, I heard that one who mentioned the word 'Wu Wubei'. I spent most of my life , but if you really want to do it, is it really that difficult?"

Fu Lao behind him was speechless for a long time, and he didn't know how long it took before he replied: "Master, we... are all old."

Nalan Hongwu laughed, and in the laughter, he didn't know whether it was lateness or helplessness: "That's right, at this age, why do you think about 'Wu Wu'?"

Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again.

It would be more serious to think more about caring for one's life.

Nalan Hongwu breathed a sigh of relief, now he only wants to play with flowers and plants, and play in his spare time, just to relax.

"Compared to 'Wu Wu has no distractions', the old man yearns for the phrase 'The best is like water'." Nalan Hongwu spent his entire life in conquest, and now his mood is more yearning for tranquility.

Nalan Mingxue stood in the courtyard of her house full of pear trees, seeming to be engrossed.

"Miss Nalan, are you also sad?" Lan Yan was still holding a handkerchief, wiping her face from time to time.

"No." She turned her head, the moonlight shone on her cheeks that were as bright as snow, and she asked, "Lan Yan, what do you think of the games in Boss Fang's shop?"

"Very good." Although Lan Yan didn't know why Nalan Mingxue asked this suddenly, she still replied, "Although the worlds of the previous two games are a bit weird, they are quite novel, and I don't know Whose whimsical idea is it, Legend of Sword and Fairy... the world described in it is more in line with ours, I didn't expect that not only is it not boring, but it feels more real..."

"Then do you like it?"

"Of course!" Mentioning this, Lan Yan excitedly said, "Now that I'm talking about it... I really like this Legend of Sword and Fairy!"

"That's right..." Nalan Mingxue lowered her head, "The characters, martial arts and so on are quite likable, everyone likes it very much, so... this is very bad."

"Why is it not good to like them all?" Lan Yan was immediately confused.

"It's very simple." Nalan Mingxue said in an orderly manner, "Boss Fang's business is so good, naturally some people will be jealous of his business; although there are no peers, but as a business, there are still some who have similar functions, and they will be dissatisfied with Fang. The boss robbed them of their business; Boss Fang was only a commoner, but now he has a faint tendency to overwhelm the nobles... All in all, many places are not good for him, even if there is a monk in charge, it is not a big deal Everything can be worked out."

Nalan Mingxue tapped Lan Yan's chest and said, "People's hearts... are always complicated, not to mention that there are many people who are jealous of this magic weapon called a computer, and want to get a share of it..."

If nothing else, at least she used to be one of them.

"It's true that these people can't do much if they are separated, but I'm afraid that someone will gather them together."

...

SAARC Chamber of Commerce.

No matter where, in any world, there is no shortage of professions such as businessmen, even in this world where there are many monks and warriors.

Whether it is the indispensable magical tools and elixir for monks, or the scrolls of martial arts and medicinal materials for body training required by warriors, they have greatly stimulated the development and prosperity of businesses.

And a chamber of commerce that can make this industry bigger and stronger, and can provide high-level monks and powerful warriors with trade demand, is naturally extraordinary.

Huo Chong is a lean middle-aged man who is well-dressed, and he is also a monk, a powerful monk.

He was sitting at the table, holding a letter in his hand, his eyes were condensed slightly: "Pang Rulie?"