I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

Although full of doubts, Pan Quan still pressed it in his heart.

Bai Wen took them to a few vacant book desks by the lake, and then made a gesture of invitation: "A few more people to take a seat."

Pan Quan and the others were a little flattered, but they didn't expect to let their ordinary people have a banquet with a group of powerful beings beyond the ordinary, and quickly waved their hands to push them away:

"No no, this old man, we can just stand by the side."

However, Bai Wen invited in again: "You don't need to be cautious, we are no different, and today is a festive day, when you are happy to drink, you rescue Wu Han, and you are kind to us, please don't refuse.

Xiao Xie and the other team members all looked at Pan Quan.

The latter had to thank him. He was a tough guy who had always been decisive, but now he was hesitant to take his brothers to the seat.

Pan Quan noticed that each person's visit on the desk is a standard configuration, a fruit basket, a stack of meat, a wine jug, and a wine glass.

Among them, the fruit basket is made of cyan rattan, and the style is quite delicate, which complements the unknown fruits that are green or red and full of water.

The small plate is cut from a certain white-textured log, and it is polished very smoothly.

And I don't know what means to use inside, even if it has been placed here for a long time, it still maintains a suitable temperature.

As for the wine jug and wine glass, although they are small, they are all carved from traditional nephrite jade. The texture is very delicate, and the appearance is not very decorative.

The two just placed there, give people the beauty of art.

Seeing them seated one by one, Elder Bai Wen stroked his beard and smiled: "Dear guests, I still have other things to do, so I won't accompany them for the time being, and I will use the food and drinks on the table at will, and leave. 99

"Old man, go and do your business, don't worry about us." Pan Quan said quickly.

Bai Wen turned around, obviously just taking a step, but the whole person moved to more than ten meters away in an instant, and in just a few blinks of an eye, the person had already become 403 inches away from the field of vision.

"Could this be the legend... Shrinking the ground into an inch?" Xiao Xie was not sure.

Pan Quan lowered his voice a little: "Have you noticed that this old man is not only in the ancient Qin Dynasty, but also different from the common spoken language of our modern people, and prefers the way of speaking of the ancients.

Xiao Xie immediately understood the hidden meaning of the former's words: "That is to say, he is the kind of master who has existed since ancient times and has lived for a long time now, so he speaks like this.

Pan Quan nodded in agreement, first pointing to the solid wood desk in front of him, and then turning to the bamboo cushion on which he and the others were sitting:

"I remember that in the last years of the Tang Dynasty, the way of sitting high like a stool was popular in our country, and the seat and the low desk were gradually abandoned.

"But this set of equipment is still used here... It shows that the origins of this group of Beyonders are definitely not short.

At this moment, Xiao Xie suddenly caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, and immediately turned his head to look: "That's..."

Pan Quan also followed his gaze.

Fat Tianlu with a single golden horn, and Fang Xie with a thin silver horn, each with a yellow beehive in his mouth, leisurely paced out of the jungle and came to the lakeside gathering place.

Obviously, where these two guys go to harm where they go,

"Hehe, the roast meat has to be served with honey to taste good. These original demons are simply heretics, and they actually sprinkle salt on them."

To ward off evil spirits, put the beehive on his own bookcase, tear it apart while nagging, and then put the meat on it and dip it in golden honey.

After tasting a piece of meat, it nodded with satisfaction: "The taste of honey here from the original demons is indeed different, and it is more sweet.

"Cuckoo... gudong...'

Fang Xie turned his head and saw that the Tianlu table (ccdf) was empty. While smashing it, he swiped his mouth with his big tongue, doing post-dinner cleaning.

The former was stunned and couldn't bear to look directly: "Tianlu, are you stupid? You swallowed the wood that smashed the meat and the basket of fruits? My god, how could I have a brother like you.

Then, the chubby golden Tianlu turned his head arrogantly, ignoring it at all, taking small bouncing steps to himself, swept his tail, and went to find his favorite little swan, Olia.

Although the opposite side of the lake was a bit far away, Pan Quan and the others could barely see Tianlu's appearance of warding off evil spirits.

"Are those two the legendary unicorn mythical beast, or the Pixiu mythical beast?" For most ordinary people, it is indeed difficult to distinguish the two.

"One has a single horn, and the other has double horns. This should be a Pixiu." Pan Quan was not sure when the chubby little girl went to find the white-haired and fair-skinned little girl to play with.

"Yo..."

At this moment, a crisp cry sounded.

A group of immortal white cranes rose from the end of the jungle, swooped down in an elegant posture, their toes lightly tapped on the water surface, and long water marks were drawn.

At a certain moment, a certain white crane's paw suddenly poked downward, and when it was lifted again, it had caught a fish with its tail wagging.

"Crane!"

The image of Bai He is too classic and common, so that everyone blurted out without hesitation, looking a little excited.

For them, this mysterious oasis is already a real fairyland, where all kinds of legendary rare birds and beasts emerge in an endless stream, and extraordinary people who are extremely rare in the world are everywhere here.

The members of the Sacred Shield and the original demon clan members who were sitting next to them couldn't help but look over when they heard the shouting, and when they found out that they were guests, they smiled kindly and raised their glasses filled with wine.

Anyone who has been to the wine table knows what this means.

Pan Quan's team hurriedly opened the cork and poured the clear wine into the white jade cup. The water touched the bottom of the cup, swirling and gurgling, like a mountain stream flowing between the gravel in the mountain forest.

Before the wine is full, the light aroma has reached the nose, and the delicious fusion of the fruits of the four seasons is ingenious.

It was the first time in their life that Pan Quan and others smelled such wine.

But seeing that the "senior masters" on both sides were waiting, they didn't have time to think about it.

Seeing this, the members of the Holy Shield and the original demons were equally unambiguous, and they all drank the cup.

When the wine entered the mouth, Pan Quan felt that it was extremely rich and smooth, without losing the taste of the wine, and at the same time, there was no stinging throat that ordinary wine should have more or less, and it slipped into the abdomen in an instant.

Then--

The hot air quickly rose from the abdomen, along the blood vessels, through the bones, soaked in the flesh and blood, and rushed straight into the mind, like an invisible big hand brushing away all the dust on the spiritual platform.

For a time, Pan Quan only felt that his mind ushered in a clarity that had not been seen in decades. But on the surface, a light red wine halo appeared uncontrollably on his face.

Pan Quan shook his head, but he didn't expect that the wine smelled not too high, but his energy was so strong that he, a veteran who could still drink from the army, couldn't stand it.

He only felt that he was caught in a strange sense of contradiction, and his limbs and bones were already a little limp, as if he was drunk, but his mind was extraordinarily sober, and even many dusty memories appeared like a fountain.

""

Pan Quan couldn't help but hiccups, the extraordinary people next to him laughed, and he himself laughed, and after laughing, inexplicably felt that the restraint dissipated a lot.

"Captain, let's... let's drink immortal brew, right?" Xiao Xie's face was also red, and he had a big tongue.

Since ancient times, the Yan Kingdom has been filled with legends of various gods and immortals. There are villains who are domineering and punished by experts outside the world, and there are good people who have a miserable life and reverse their fate when they encounter immortals.

They didn't expect that they would walk into such a story, it's really incredible to think about it.

"If only they could see these things." Pan Quan looked around, suddenly suddenly stunned.

At the beginning, he and his wife met and fell in love at the Hankou Textile University. After graduation, they went to the Cantaloupe Province, a domestic cotton base in Yan. Later, considering that the salary in this industry is not high, it is difficult to buy a house and raise a baby to support the parents, so he chose another career.

Pan Quan joined the army and entered the special operations brigade through selection, thus starting a ten-year special operations career.

Because of his yoga foundation, his wife continued her studies. Later, she had her own small shop, and she was both a boss and a teacher. After giving birth to a child, she became a full-time mother.

Everything should go smoothly and smoothly, but...

Pan Quan's eyes were a little red, and he poured himself another glass of wine, and then finished it in one gulp. But the more he drank the wine, the clearer his mind became, and those sweet memory fragments popped out one after another, stabbing into his heart like knives.

It hurts and can't get it out.

Raise your glass to pour your sorrows, one cup after another.

Pan Quan poured the wine again, but Xiao Xie noticed his strangeness and quickly held his hand down.

"President."

"President.""

Everyone in Pan Quan's team turned their heads to look, and saw a young man and woman walking slowly, and the extraordinary people beside the desk all greeted respectfully.

President?

They immediately realized that this was the big boss among the experts, and the prudence that had just dissipated suddenly returned, and they all stood up subconsciously. Someone accidentally touched the bookcase with his knee, causing him to be knocked sideways.

"Hello." Tang You had a gentle smile on his face, and Li Rana, who was beside him, nodded as well.

"Uh? You, hello." Pan Quan responded quickly.

Tang You knew that he had appeared, but instead caused them to go straight to the point because of their lack of reverence: "Thank you for saving that little guy Wu Han, this is the gift you deserve."

Li Rana had already spread out her palm, revealing a crystal bottle with about one milliliter of amber fluid in it.

Pan Quan didn't intend to repay, what's more, he felt that his team was also saved by others, and he really had to calculate carefully, because his team owed this group of experts:

"No, it's just a conscience...

"It can save your wife."

Pan Quan's words of refusal came to an abrupt end, his heart was first shocked by the fact that they knew about it, and then quickly relieved, after all, this is the legendary master of the world.

The principles of life told him that he should not receive this reward, but the words "can save his wife" completely hit his weakness, and he couldn't refuse.

Xiao Xie at the back also held him tightly.

The crystal vial in Li Rana's palm rose, and under the gaze of many eyes, it slowly flew into Pan Quan's hand.

Tang You raised a smile: "Good people... deserve a happy ending."