Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

With sorrow in his arms, Jiang Shaoqing returned to the private room.

"Shaoqing, where's the wine?" Ying Qianzhi asked when he saw his hands empty and returned with anger.

Jiang Shaoqing said: "Don't mention it! That Xia Qingchen used a special relationship, so the landlord Mochizuki ordered it personally, and gave us the scheduled thousand days of drunk, and gave it to the Tianzi size box temporarily."

There was an uproar.

"Too bully?"

"We booked honestly, but the surname Xia bought it out forcibly because of the relationship?"

"Go! Look for Xia's reasoning, why should we eat this kind of boredom!"

Only Ying Qianzhi squeezed his hands very sensibly: "Calm down!"

The crowd calmed down and looked at him with the highest prestige.

"Xia Qingchen is a newcomer. Where do you get the qualification, please move to Wangyue landlord?" Ying Qianzhi was very calm: "It should be another guest in the name of Tianzi."

Everyone heard it and found it very reasonable.

Xia Qingchen was able to travel to the Tianzihao box as a guest, which was not normal in itself. It should be invited by someone with a good identity.

"Then what shall we do? If we swallow Long Yin Zhuang this bad breath, it would be too useless." Everyone was uneasy.

If Long Yinzhuang had the first meeting, it would be such a fool, what other face is based on the Nebula Sect?

It will be sneered by the rest of the martial arts alliance.

Ying Qianzhi stood up slowly: "Of course not! There should be a word in everything, even if the guest is noble, he can't be so overbearing!"

"Go! We used to understand each other. Remember, don't conflict with that guest, we are going to reason!" Ying Qianzhi said.

Everyone agrees.

They only want an explanation, and of course they will not conflict with the distinguished person.

They are not, right?

So, they went to the Tianzi box with great force.

At that time.

The lame old man and the duck had gone away, and the two left from the back door.

There is a spare empty sedan.

The lame old man bent over and urged the sedan to slide away.

The duck jumped in and sat in the arms of the lame old man: "Da Xingzhu, why don't we ask the boy for some dog food?"

The duck murmured.

It has been thinking about the amazing dog food.

The lame old man said hoarsely: "If you want it, you owe it to you, and I don't want to owe it to a junior disciple, understand?"

Otherwise, in the future Xia Qingchen, a low-level disciple, will find himself to help.

He couldn't refuse because of his lack of human relations.

"Oh." The duck pecked at the skin of the animal skin: "But I can use this thing to change, there is no need to owe humanity."

The lame old man looked down and couldn't help laughing: "How can you get the recipe of Lord Mochizuki, you dead duck? Come back!"

The duck looked at it reluctantly and said: "This formula can be worth a lot of money, why do you want to change it? Hey!"

Suddenly, the duck's eyes were fixed on the bottom line of the formula.

That's the recipe for asking.

"Large Star Master, it seems wrong, you see what is written above." Duck found out that the recipe for Shimo turned out to be eight kinds of raw materials, not eighteen.

"What do you see?" The lame man glanced down at the duck's gaze, and glanced at the recipe for question.

When he looked at it, his pupils shrank, and he picked up the formula and watched carefully: "How could this be?"

There are only eight kinds of raw materials clearly marked on the formula.

"I clearly tasted 18 different raw materials!" The lame old man's voice came to an abrupt end.

Because the formula clearly states that the eight raw materials, with a certain ratio between each other, can produce one or two other flavors.

Therefore, the taste of more than eight kinds of raw materials will often reach as many as eighteen kinds.

But there are only eight kinds of real raw materials.

"Daxing Lord, it seems that the kid is talking about eight kinds." The duck carefully observed the star's face.

It secretly surprised: "I am good, that kid is really a monster and does not CD to compare the big star master."

For a moment, the star star lost his face and his face changed suddenly.

This is a plain face, replaced by an ecstasy.

The taxi in the taxi suddenly stopped and nearly flew the duck out.

"Let's go back!" Daxing Lord's face could not restrain the surprise and shock.

Supreme!

Xia Qingchen is a peerless master!

An adult who is much taller than him!

That task was handed over to Xia Qingchen, and it was perfect!

In the sky box.

Qiu Qiu was lying on the table, and a pair of dog eyes stared straight at the table. He had just been sent over the table for a thousand days of drunkenness: "Master Chen, what does that old man mean? Send someone to send a bottle of wine and leave us here. do not care?"

Xia Qingchen said lightly: "It should not be seen by me."

Although he didn't quite understand, he was ignored by the other party.

"Then this altar?" Qiu Qiu sniffed his nose, drooling.

This is a good wine!

Xia Qingchen said: "Drink if you want, I don't need it."

The energy of the three glasses of wine just now, he hasn't had time to digest it, and it's a waste to drink at the moment.

"Hey, I'm welcome." Qiu Qiu opened the wine lid, picked it up and lay on the table to drink.

At this moment, the knocking sounded outside the door.

"Come in." Xia Qingchen thought it was a shop second.

As a result, the latter pushed away, and a group of people swarmed in.

All are similar to Xia Qingchen's age, but they are all very strange.

Only Jiang Shaoqing knew him.

Ying Qianzhi and Jiang Shaoqing looked around and were surprised.

Why is Xia Qingchen alone?

"How about other guests?" Ying Qianzhi asked while looking around.

Xia Qingchen had a bunch of eyebrows, he had already felt their bad intentions.

"I'm the only one here, is there anything wrong?" Xia Qingchen said with a comfortable expression.

The lame old man has left, and indeed only Xia Qingchen is gone.

"Only you?" Jiang Shaoqing face unbelief.

Where does Xia Qingchen qualify for booking Tianzi box?

However, there are indeed no traces of other people in the box.

Jiang Shaoqing's complexion changed.

There are distinguished guests here, they naturally have to reason.

But only Xia Qingchen's words...

The rest of Longyinzhuang's members became playful.

"Xia's surname, we ask you, why rob us of our scheduled thousand-day drunk?" Jiang Shaoqing took the lead.

That attitude is not reasonable.

Xia Qingchen glanced at the altar that Qiu Qiu swallowed and said, "Is it your order? This is from someone else, I don't know."

"Qiu Qiu, go back."

Qiu Qiu flattened the wine jar flatly and returned it.

Jiang Shaoqing glanced at the wine jar that had already been opened, and hummed, "How do we drink the dogs?"

With one sleeve, he lifted it off and smashed it against the wall.

The rich aroma of the wine immediately scattered everywhere.

Xia Qingchen did not panic, and slowly stood up and said, "Chou Qiu, let's go."

In his view, Jiang Shaoqing's fire was inexplicable.

He was sitting here in a decent way, without provoking them. Why did he get angry at himself instead?