Gangzi What else would you like to say?
But when he raised his head and met Bibi Dong's eyes that were cold and almost without warmth, he swallowed the words that were already on his lips.
He opened his mouth but stopped talking.
Bibi Dong didn't even look at him again.
Yue Guan received the order and retreated with Gangzi.
He directly threw Gangzi into the most remote side courtyard of the Spirit Hall.
"Just stay here."
Yue Guan After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.
Save yourself the trouble of seeing this clown, out of sight, out of mind.
In these few days.
Bibi Dong also looked at Gangzi coldly, as if he had really forgotten about it.
After realizing this.
Gangzi No matter how much resentment I have in my heart, now that I am living under someone else's roof, I can only bury this resentment in my heart.
Spirit City.
A remote tavern.
This place is far away from the main palace area of the Spirit Hall, hidden in the deepest part of a narrow alley.
People coming and going are all low-level Soul Master and people from all walks of life.
The tavern was filled with smoke, noisy voices, and the smell of ale, barbecue, and sweat mixed in the air.
There was a pig sitting in the corner of the tavern, looking out of place here.
As soon as a burly man with beards opened the door and walked in, his eyes were attracted by the pig in the corner.
He was stunned and couldn't help but curiously asked the bartender:
"What the hell is this?"
"Why is there a pig drinking in the tavern? This is your shop's signature. Can a pig drink?"
"Guest, you misunderstood."
Hearing the question from the bearded man, the bartender followed his gaze and looked over, with a hint of schadenfreude that he couldn't hide at the corner of his mouth.
Then explain:
"Actually, that purple pig is Honorary Elder of the Martial Soul Hall----Yu Xiaogang."
"Yu Xiaogang?" The bearded man frowned:
"That...Grandmaster?"
"Yes, that's him."
"It's just that something went wrong with Martial Soul, which caused its body to be swapped, and it became what it is now."
To say that Spirit Hall has the greatest fun now, it must be Gangzi.
Originally, many people sneered at his "Grandmaster" name.
Everyone knows what "Martial Soul Theory studies Grandmaster" and who copied it.
Now seeing that he is unlucky, people who have made trouble worse have to line up to come.
"It turns out it's him..."
When the bearded man heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face, but a glimmer of unknown meaning flashed in his eyes.
Immediately afterwards.
He picked up the two glasses of wine that the bartender had just poured, took long strides, and walked in the direction of Gangzi.
Gangzi was in a daze after drinking, his face was red and his eyes were distracted.
He was holding the wine bowl and mumbling something indistinctly.
Suddenly.
A shadow fell over him.
Gangzi raised his eyelids with difficulty and saw a burly man standing in front of him.
The strong man had a muscular back and a muscular face. A ferocious scar on his left cheek extended from his cheekbone to his chin, which looked particularly terrifying in the dim light.
"Who are you?"
The man's tongue was tied, his voice was slurred, and his eyes were full of wariness and... a trace of imperceptible fear.
The bearded man did not answer immediately.
His eyes scanned up and down that person.
Especially, in those parts that are obviously not part of the human body structure.
A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he licked his lips subconsciously.
"My name is He Jie."
He placed a glass of wine in front of Gangzi, picked up another glass himself, and grinned, revealing two rows of uneven yellow teeth:
"But people who know me here, they all call me Scarface..."
Being stared at by Scarface's fiery eyes, Gangzi shuddered for some reason.
There is a feeling of being in the dark...
Just like.
It was as if he had been targeted by some terrible terror.
"If you don't mind, add someone else."
Scarface raised his eyebrows and sat down across from Gangzi without waiting for a reply.
He placed two full glasses of ale in front of Gangzi. The turbid liquid swayed slightly, and a few drops splashed onto the table.
He moved his chin towards the wine glass, and the meaning was self-evident.
Gangzi stared at the two glasses of wine, his Adam's apple rolling.
The aroma of wine mixed with the sweetness of malt penetrated into his nose, like an invisible hand, hooking the alcohol bug in his stomach and crawling upward.
Gangzi's mind is not very clear to begin with.
At this moment, when I smelled the stronger smell of alcohol, the vigilance I had just raised disappeared in an instant.
Besides...
Gangzi I just wanted to talk.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to this noisy tavern to get drunk with such a piggy look.
As the strong liquor entered his throat.
Gangzi's eyes were spinning for a while, his vision was blurred, and the last thing that echoed in his ears was the voice of Scarface.
After that.
Consciousness was completely lost.
Now it's really hard for Jae-jie to escape.
At the same time.
Yue Guan and Gui Mei returned to the Star Luo Empire again.
After a period of open and covert investigation, they finally identified the production source of the popular "mobile phone" in mainland China.
Along the way.
Relying on Titled Douluo's cultivation, they avoided all overt and hidden whistles.
The ordinary guards were not aware of their presence at all, and even a gust of wind did not disturb them.
In just half a stick of incense, they had already reached the core area of the workshop silently.
Yue Guan's footsteps suddenly stopped suddenly.
His pupils suddenly shrank, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face, which had always been somewhat feminine.
"It's actually you...?!"
He still vividly remembers what happened three years ago.
Tang Wu raised his eyebrows, his tone casual as if he was greeting an old friend:
"That's right, it's me. Long time no see, Chrysanthemum Douluo."
Yue Guan was so frightened that he shivered.
It's almost instinctive.
He released his spiritual power and spread it out in all directions like an invisible net.
Every corner, every inch of space, every breath fluctuation was scanned.
There is no oppressive feeling as heavy as a mountain nearby.
Tang Hao······Not here.
He and Gui Mei looked at each other.
"Kid, now that Tang Hao is not here, then we are invincible."
"Be good and surrender, otherwise, we won't be polite."
"Oh, really?"
Tang Wu does not take the threat of Yue Guan to heart at all.
The voice fell.
A dazzling white light flashed.
After the light dissipated, a petite figure appeared beside Tang Wu.
A fierce aura belonging to Three Great Heavenly Kings of the Far North was released from her body without reservation.
The temperature of the air dropped by more than ten degrees.
Ice Empress's strength has only recovered about 70%.
Converted to a human level, it is equivalent to a cultivation level of ninety-one or ninety-two.
Although I don't understand why Ice Empress obeyed Tang Wu's orders, Yue Guan did not show panic:
"Two against one, the best is mine!"