Heroic Soul: Drunken Qianqiu

The teahouse on the roadside is full of people.

Two or three shouts came from the street.

"Old soldier's fried rice noodles~not delicious..."

"Damn it, what kind of ball speaker is this? It fell off at the critical moment." The young man clapped the rattling horn in his hand with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

The captain is really stingy. He has come to a big place, and he still doesn’t give him more funds. Oh, it’s hard to handle.

On the street, Cheng Yong was chewing skewers. When he glanced at the fried rice noodle stall not far away, his eyes immediately lit up.

"Follow me, you two!" I yelled at the back and ran to the fried rice noodle stall.

"Boss, let's get some fried noodles," Cheng Yong said with his mouth watering.

It's business.

The first fire from the capital of God...

"Yeah," the young man grinned.

The captain is right, gold will shine wherever it goes.

Put a pot on the fire and dip a spoon in the oil.

A set of movements flows smoothly.

I grabbed a handful of vermicelli and threw it into the pot...

"Hey, hey, give me a little more," Cheng Yong said quickly.

The young man took a look at Cheng Yong's physique and silently added some weight.

"Hey, add a little more..."

The young man frowned and grabbed another handful, "Is that enough?"

"That's pretty much it." Cheng Yong nodded with satisfaction, and then said again, "You should be less angry, I think it's almost burnt."

"Are you asking me to do something? I've been copying fans for half a year, so I don't know if it's a big deal or not?"

The young man’s face no longer had the smile he had at the beginning, and he looked unhappy. Damn it, I’m going to lose money on the first order.

The already poor conditions became even worse. No, no, I would have to change places soon.

Cheng Yong became angry when he heard this. Suddenly he felt someone pat his shoulder and turned his head. It was Yun Qiu who was smiling and shaking his head.

Seeing this, Cheng Yong didn't care about anything anymore.

He is a man who wants to be the savior. How could he argue with a fried rice noodle seller?

After a while, the young man reluctantly handed over a box of powder, "I'll come back next time after I have a full meal..."

Before Cheng Yong could react, the young man had already pushed the stall cart away, leaving Cheng Yong alone in a daze.

who I am? Where am I?

"gone."

Yun Qiu said and continued to walk forward with a hint of amusement on his face, "It's getting more and more interesting..."

With great luck, he must be a genius.

Is it okay for the little genius to stir-fry rice noodles?

I don’t know if the chicken essence has been added...

On the high pavilion, smiling at the bright moon in the sky, with only the breeze blowing, I feel a sense of ambition and pride in my heart.

Looking down, there are crowds of people, singing and dancing, and neon clothes everywhere, which makes people think of the sentence:

"The road is full of BMWs and cars. The phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot turns light, and fish and dragons dance all night long..."

It should be heaven and earth.

If there weren't ordinary people around, Li Bai would definitely go up to the top of the pavilion, take a sip of wine, and look at the prosperity of the world, but even so, just looking at a corner can make people drunk.

"I didn't expect that this city of gods would be so prosperous, and it would almost catch up with my Xianyang Palace," the First Emperor sighed with a guilty conscience.

Li Bai smiled and didn't say much. He drank a little wine and looked at the world of mortals drunkenly.

If the surrounding atmosphere becomes quiet, then there will definitely be an eye bag, such as...

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm here!"

Cheng Yong shouted loudly into the distance, without caring about other people's opinions, and successfully suffered from social syndrome.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, there was laughter and laughter all around, and many people looked at Cheng Yong curiously without any ridicule or sarcasm.

The charm of culture can always arouse people's resonance. If you don't take into account the opinions of others, who wouldn't want to let it go?

Behind the prosperous age is the result of countless people working silently and secretly.

North, under the moonlight.

In a large courtyard, countless naked men were drinking and drinking. In the deepest part of the courtyard, in a twisted space, there was a small ancient city. On the plaque of the ancient city, there was a golden streamer that read "Liu Du" Big letters.

In the mansion, the lights were brightly lit and there were noisy sounds.

"Congratulations, brother, for breaking the mirror and being promoted to the brave level," a square-faced man toasted to the man in charge.

The guests at the two seats quickly agreed, all with flattering faces, and kept toasting to the man, for fear of being a step behind others.

"Hahahaha, no need to be polite," the man laughed loudly and replied with a symbolic sentence or two.

At this time, the big man came forward and asked, "Brother, if we kill the people of the Shenxia League this time, will they..."

The guests below all looked at the man with worried faces. The Shenxia Alliance was the strongest force in China. If the other party wanted to pursue him, they would not be able to withstand it.

Seeing this, the man chuckled lightly without any worry on his face. He stood up and said confidently, "Don't worry, Shenxia League and the others are busy dealing with Mingxu right now and can't take care of so much. Maybe they will have to do it by then. Please help us."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room burst into laughter, and the worries on their faces disappeared and turned into mockery.

"Hahahaha, big brother is wise," the big man on the side boasted, turned his head and shouted to the people in front of him, "keep drinking, drink..."

boom--

There was a loud noise, and the door was violently exploded. Everyone was shocked and lost all interest.

"What a fool, who doesn't have a good eye?" The big man's drunkenness also got stronger, and he stepped forward with steps on his arm, bound to teach the visitor a lesson.

boom--

There was another sound, and then, a figure flew out and fell hard in the middle of the court. A closer look revealed that it was not a man.

What shocked everyone was that the man who was alive and well one second was lying in front of him the next second, his sternum was sunken, a large amount of blood came out of his mouth, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he was completely dead.

At this moment, a figure appeared and slowly walked out from behind the gate, and a black robe with the words Shen Xia printed on it also appeared in everyone's sight.

Black-robed Hunter, a powerful aura spread out and instantly enveloped the whole place. With just one glance, everyone felt as if they were in an abyss, facing the feeling of death.

The man in charge was also a little panicked, but he still suppressed the fear in his heart and said, "I wonder what the purpose of your visit is?"

The figure snorted coldly and said coldly, "Kill! Leave no one behind..."

As he finished speaking, countless figures in black robes emerged from behind, all of them, without exception, were members of the Shenxia Alliance.

Swords, blades, longbows, flames, ice, dead wood...

Attacks fell all over the sky, and explosions sounded, followed by wailing and crying, echoing in the mansion.

After a few minutes, at the signal of the leader, everyone stopped attacking.

The dust and smoke dispersed, blood splattered everywhere, the ground was devastated, and various corpses were scattered everywhere. No one survived.

Looking down at the ancient capital, I saw wars raging everywhere. No one in the new court or old mansion was spared. The fire was scorching like a city of purgatory.

"It's time to clean up the moth..."