He Has a Dragon

While waiting for the food to be served, Wang Le behaved as always, always calm and calm, without putting on any airs. Soon Yu Enci and Miss Yifei were no longer reserved and started chatting and laughing.

As for what the two of them are thinking deep down, only they know.

It didn't take long this time. While the three of them were chatting, five or six restaurant waiters filed in with plates and placed the delicacies carefully prepared by the chef on the table one by one. In front of Wang Le.

Yu Enci stood up and took the wine jar from one of the waiters, patted the seal open, and a strong and mellow aroma of wine wafted out, immediately reaching Wang Le's nose.

"Good wine!" Wang Le's eyes suddenly lit up and he praised sincerely.

I saw Yu Enci hurriedly stepped forward to fill Wang Le's wine glass, and at the same time said, "This is the best and most distinctive Baiyun Piao in our Baiyun Tower."

After a pause, Yu Enci continued with a smile on his face: "This is just to entertain you, brother. Otherwise, the building will never bring out this jar of Baiyunpiao that has been stored for five hundred years."

"After all, if I can drink this Baiyunpiao today, I really owe it to you, brother."

While Yu Enci was speaking, Wang Le had already picked up the wine glass and drank the full Baiyunpiao in one gulp.

At this moment, Wang Le felt a warm current rushing directly from his throat into his lower abdomen, and his delicate skin was even more irritated and turned red.

However, following Wang Le, he suppressed the smell of alcohol, otherwise, he would really get drunk.

After a while, Wang Le, who closed his eyes and enjoyed the cup of Bai Yun Piao, slowly opened his eyes and praised with satisfaction: "The five-hundred-year-old cellar is well-deserved. If it weren't for his cultivation, this cup of Bai Yun Piao can make the wine taste better." I'm so drunk that I'm unconscious."

At this moment, Yu Enci carefully took a sip of Bai Yunpiao from the cup. His face instantly turned red, and his eyes shone brightly, like a lone wolf in the night.

The girl next to her, Yifei, pushed away the wine glass in front of her and said with a gentle smile: "My little girl's cultivation is limited. I can't bear the white clouds that have been stored for five hundred years."

Then Miss Yifei stood up, put her hands on the same waist and saluted Wang Le, and then continued: "I would like to sing a song to cheer you up. I hope Mr. Wang likes it."

Wang Le played with the wine glass in his hand, smiled noncommittally and nodded.

Then I saw Miss Yifei walking to the guzheng in the box.

Followed by a pair of delicate hands sweeping the strings.

The moment the piano sound sounded, a murderous aura surged out from the guzheng strings!

Wang Le couldn't help but have a strange look in his eyes. He didn't expect that a weak woman could play such an extraordinary song.

Then, as the music of the piano gradually rose and turned, it gradually became better. With wine in hand, they drank cup after cup. Wang Le and Yu Enci could not help but fall silent in the music of Yifei girl at her peak...

After a while, the sound of the piano gradually became smaller and finally disappeared slowly, just like the tide receding, and the entire box returned to calm again.

At this moment, there was a burst of applause at the door of the box, and a tall, thin old man with white hair, energetic, and wearing a golden uniform walked around the screen and walked in.

"Okay, to be able to perform my newly composed "The Wave" to such a masterful level, it seems that Miss Yifei has been working hard recently!"

The tall, thin old man wearing a golden coat walked into the box with a smile on his face and praised loudly.

Wang Le immediately recognized from the voice of the tall, thin old man that it was the old guy who had not come forward before but only spoke out.

Yu Enci, who was sitting in front of the Eight Immortals table, shaking his head and enjoying himself, heard the old man's voice and woke up for the most part in an instant, standing up in a flash.

"Greetings to our ancestors!" Yu Enci quickly bowed and saluted the tall, thin old man.

At this time, Miss Yifei also stood up from the guzheng and came to the tall and thin old man. She saluted respectfully and said, "Thank you, Grandpa Tian, ​​for the song that day."

The old man surnamed Tian smiled nonchalantly, waved his hand and said to Miss Yifei: "Grandpa wants to talk to this little friend Wang, Fei'er, please go out first!"

Miss Yifei couldn't help but be stunned. The moment she lowered her head in response, a look of loss and reluctance flashed in her eyes.

When she raised her head, Miss Yifei had returned to normal, then smiled and saluted Wang Le and said, "I guess Mr. Wang will stay in Fengming City for a while. If you want to listen to music, Yifei can do it anytime."

"Anytime?" Wang Le's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded in agreement.

Just like that, until Miss Yifei left the box and disappeared from sight, Wang Le didn't even look at the old man named Tian.

"Why, my little friend seems a little dissatisfied with me?"

The old man surnamed Tian walked to the Eight Immortals table without noticing anything and sat down. He looked at Wang Le with a carefree look and said.

At this time, Wang Le, who was picking up vegetables with chopsticks, kept moving. First, he stuffed the steamed pork into his mouth, and then while chewing, he said nonchalantly: "I am just an ordinary guest of Baiyun Tower, and the food is good. , the drink was good, what’s wrong with you?”

Before the ancestor of the Tian family could respond, Wang Le went on to say, "Besides, I'm not familiar with you and have no interest in getting to know you, so you're overthinking it."

Having said this, Wang Le finally looked at the ancestor of the Tian family across from him. A smile without any warmth suddenly appeared on his indifferent face, and he asked: "Old man, we are not familiar with each other, so what's the matter with you coming in?"

Hearing Wang Le's disrespectful tone, Yu Enci, who was standing by, was so frightened that his legs became weak and he almost collapsed on the ground.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the box solidified, and it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

I saw the expression of the ancestor of the Tian family change for a moment, then calmed down, and then nodded and admitted: "Before the battle just now, I underestimated you, a young man, and thought that you would definitely die today."

After a pause, the ancestor of the Tian family couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "I didn't expect that I was wrong, and my mistake was very serious. It's true that talents and heroes are born in every generation!"

At this point, the ancestor of the Tian family suddenly changed the topic and asked in a deep voice: "You came to Fengming City from the martial arts world through many restricted areas. What do you want to do?"

Wang Le raised his eyebrows and asked, avoiding an answer: "What do I want to do, and what does it have to do with you?"

The ancestor of the Tian family replied with a serious face: "This Fengming City belongs to my Tian family. Beings like you can cause irreparable damage to Fengming City at any time."

"It is precisely because of this that I have the obligation and responsibility to find out what your intention is in coming to Fengming City!"