Dragon Warrior

At the beginning of the battle between Ao Guang and Wu Yi, the capital was famous, and the name of "the first person within a hundred years" came out. There are hundreds of millions of monks in the Tianyuan Continent. as long as? At that time, it was not enough because the good people deliberately exaggerated it for the sake of boasting, but when Wu Yi reappeared in Kyoto today, he already deserved his name and did his part.

Ao Guang couldn't see through Wu Yi's cultivation, but he knew very well that if he challenged Wu Yi again at this time, he would be humiliating himself. Even if he tried his best, Wu Yi would be able to beat him with one hand. Those who can't stand up, this gap is like a natural chasm, insurmountable.

"Brother Ao is too polite. In the Tianyuan Continent, there are heroes and heroes, and those who are astoundingly talented are like crucian carp crossing the river. Maybe you and I are both frogs at the bottom of the well. Who dares to be arrogant, and who can predict the events of a hundred years?" Wu Yi said modestly Said, with a gentle smile, making people feel like spring breeze, without any domineering and fierceness when they first met, neither fighting nor angry, confident and calm.

Ao Guang was thwarted by Wu Yi twice, and he was a little unconvinced in his heart. Since Wu Yi left, he has devoted himself to cultivation, almost ignoring the outside world. After seeing Wu Yi for real, this kind of thought was completely dispelled. He knew that he would never be able to fight against Wu Yi in his life, but instead felt like a huge stone fell to the ground, he said in relief, "Okay... okay... I, Ao Guangneng It's a pleasure to have the honor to fight with you, by the way, you returned to the capital this time in such a hurry, but what's the matter?"

"It is true that there are some family matters to be dealt with, so it is inconvenient to stay for a long time. This is Fangcuntai's unique Baihuaniang. I will take out some of it. I will borrow flowers to present Buddha and give it to my elder brother." Wu Yi took out three altars of fine wine from his Qiankun bag and delivered them to him. In front of Ao Guang's eyes, this guy doesn't like spirit stones or beauties, but only likes to drink. For him, this can be regarded as a great gift.

Ao Guang patted open the mud seal, and the rich aroma of wine wafted out, permeating the air, refreshing, and he immediately smiled and said: "Haha...good wine...it really is good wine, you are so righteous, you have not forgotten me Since you still have something to do, I won’t keep you any longer, so I’ll go to Tianxiang Pavilion now, and leave after a meal, so I, my big brother, will cleanse you up.”

"This... I'm afraid it's a little..." Wu Yi hesitated, and it conflicted with his original plan. If he had dinner at Tianxiang Pavilion, he would have to invite Guo Hongyang, so he might not be able to leave today.

"Don't worry, boy, the city owner has a heavy responsibility and has no time to mix with us. Didn't you notice that the city defense in Kyoto is much stricter than before? The whole city is under martial law these days, and no one will disturb us , Gentlemen, don't dawdle." Ao Guang knew what Wu Yi was thinking, and took the initiative to explain. Xiaohuo is greedy for delicious food, and quickly echoed: "Father, the dishes in Tianxiang Pavilion are still good, I am really a little greedy, besides, Uncle Aoki and the others came to the capital for the first time, so they must experience the Supreme Feast, otherwise wouldn't it be In vain?"

Kindness is hard to come by, besides what Xiao Huo said, although it is somewhat selfish, it is not unreasonable. A group of people entered the city and walked in the direction of Tianxiang Pavilion. The storefronts of all kinds are dazzling. Lieyan Shiben doesn't like to go shopping. When he comes here, he can't help but stop from time to time. It feels very novel and lively.

Although the first floor of Tianxiang Pavilion was destroyed, it has been restored after renovation, and the business has become more and more popular. The prices of dishes have been rising all the way. There was a lot of boiling, and the aroma of the dishes spread to the street, and the index finger of the person who hooked it moved violently, and it was difficult to hold on.

"General Guo is here, hurry... please come inside! This... this is Young Master Wu? The shopkeeper... the shopkeeper, a distinguished guest is here." The servant welcoming guests at the door saw Ao Guang in military uniform, and immediately He came forward to greet him, but after recognizing Wu Yi, he panicked and ran away as if he had seen a demon.

"Brother...what's the situation? How come seeing you is like seeing the God of Plague?" Song Qingmu asked puzzled.

Wu Yi explained: "This kid is too snobbish, I got enough of it once, probably because he was afraid of being beaten again, he just pushed the shopkeeper out."

Sure enough, Zhu Youcai, who was full of flesh and blood, heard that Wu Yi had arrived, and rushed out of the back hall immediately. If the old man was not careful to serve him, he might lose the seventh floor he had just renovated. The most important thing is to complain. The door of the restaurant was demolished, and he had to make amends with a smile. It would be better to cheer him up in advance, so as to save him from crying for a while.

"General Ao, Young Master Wu, I didn't know that an honored guest came to the door, and I was far away to welcome you. Forgive...forgive..." Zhu Youcai bowed and said with a smile on his face.

"Today at noon, can anyone make a reservation for the seventh floor?" Ao Guang asked, he still had such a cold expression, he didn't like flattery.

Zhu Youcai was used to it, so he replied with a smile on his face: "No... the seventh floor happens to be empty, please invite some distinguished guests upstairs."

"Then the seventh floor will be covered by the book. Don't let other people disturb us. Just serve any good food, and there is no need for wine." Ao Guang threw down a sentence and went upstairs directly.

"Shopkeeper Zhu, how's the business going?" Wu Yi asked with a smile.

"It's okay...it's okay...Thank you, Young Master Wu, for your concern. Please go upstairs and sit down. I'll prepare it right away." Zhu Youcai nodded repeatedly, and went to supervise the kitchen in person.

The seventh floor of Tianxiang Pavilion is close to the moat, with a wide view and pleasant scenery. It is perfect for eating and reminiscing about the old days. Although there are only five people, a big table is still set up, otherwise the famous supreme feast cannot even be set.

"Kick...kick...kick..."

As soon as Wu Yi and the others sat down, hurried footsteps came, and it turned out that Zhu Youcai came up, squeezed out a smile uglier than crying, and said cautiously: "I'm sorry, there are distinguished guests on the seventh floor. Can you please move to the sixth floor, the little ones will go to clear the place, and no one will disturb you."

"Bang..." Ao Guang slapped the table with his fist, raging with anger, it was like slapping him in public, murderous intent, even the temperature dropped a little bit.

"Brother, don't get angry, ask the reason first, I'm afraid shopkeeper Zhu has something hard to say." Wu Yi hurriedly stopped Ao Guang, this matter is a bit strange, so he must ask clearly.

Zhu Youcai showed gratitude in his small eyes, and whispered back: "Thank you, Young Master Wu, I just received the news that the envoy of Tiangong is coming to Tianxiang Pavilion for dinner, and he will be here soon."