Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 294 Cold crystal wine, disciple of Langya!
"Young Master Nangong, is the wine warm?"

In Canghai City, at the gate of Nangong Commercial Bank, Duanchou led Lin Xiaoyuan and Situ Ling to float down from the clouds, and Shi Shiran stepped in. Before he got close, his clear voice spread throughout the commercial firm.

Behind him, the clouds all over the sky rolled and closed, and the passage that was specially opened for him became invisible.

"Suzerain, Suzerain!"

"Master!!"

Hearing Duanchou's voice, the three people in the building stood up abruptly, looked towards the stairs, and saluted with surprise on their faces.

At this time, Duanchou had already appeared in the attic, nodded indifferently, and sat down leisurely in front of the original seat.

Lin Xiaoyuan and Situ Ling looked at each other, stood obediently behind them, raised their heads slightly, and met Wu Yue's surprised gaze, nodded and smiled, signaling that they were all well.

Duanchou's voice fell, Nangong Wentian opened and closed his mouth a little, and was about to say something, when the fire under the ice crystal jug, as if blown by a strong wind, slapped like a lantern, and immediately went out.

As the fire was extinguished, it seemed that it was just about to be heated, and the cold water in the curling pot rippled slightly, and a few bubbles burst out.

In an instant, the extremely clear fragrance dissipated, and everyone present could not help but twitch their nostrils.

The aroma was tangy, and the feeling of freshness went straight to the heart. Only then did Duanchou really believe that Nangong Wentian's rarity before was not just pretending, it was indeed a good thing that can't be found.

The black and white two tigers, with a blaze of fire in their eyes, stared straight at the curling wine, their throats twitched, and the thoughts in their hearts were reflected on their faces, without the slightest concealment.

"Hahaha"

Seeing this, Duanchou shook his head, looked at each other, and the two laughed in unison.

Originally, Duanchou said "whether the wine is warm" was just a joke, but he never thought that the thousand-year-old cold crystal wine would really be warmed up at this time for fun, and it can only be said as God's will.

After laughing, there is already a crystal on everyone's table.

Duanchou didn't say much, picked up the ice cup, handed a glass to Lin Xiaoyuan and Situ Ling behind him, and then toasted from a distance, each with a smile, tasting the rare wine.

As soon as the Thousand Years Cold Crystal Wine was ingested, the sorrowful look on his face moved. The clear aroma carried a strong sense of coldness amidst the warmth, and entered the viscera, bone marrow, and penetrated to the soul. Among them, it feels like the whole soul is frozen for it.

However, this kind of freezing is not like the coldness that seemed to slow down thinking as it did when fighting with Bingluan before, but a kind of condensation, a feeling of being together in the cold and being extremely condensed.

"it is good!"

After a long time, Duanchou let out a sigh of relief, and praised without hesitation.

Although he had only taken a sip, he already knew that this thousand-year-old cold crystal wine was definitely not made just to satisfy his appetite.

Its real effect is to temper and condense the soul, making it condensed and transparent. It is not without small benefits if it is used by chance like this. barnyard benefit.

Compared with Zui Taoist's fine nectar and jade wine, although it is not as mellow and overbearing, each has its own merits, so there is no room for more.

"These two must be the best disciples of seniors, right? No wonder seniors are so worried. They are so exquisite and beautiful, and they are rare talents even among the top ten sects."

"Feiyu, please order me to add a table for the two fairies."

Nangong Wentian smiled heartily, looked past Duanchou, and stared at the faces of Lin Xiaoyuan and Situ Ling, with a look of surprise in his eyes, he immediately retracted his gaze and said in admiration.

Nangong Feiyu nodded with a smile when she heard the words, Yingying got up and walked downstairs.

Thank you with a light smile, Duanchou looked away, looked at the rickety old man behind him, there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes, and pointed out: "Unexpectedly, I only went for such a short time, and even the old man was shocked. I don’t know why I came here, why?”

This rickety old man is none other than the Guiyuan Realm powerhouse enshrined by the Nangong family. That person stood behind Nangong Feiyu in the Crystal Palace that day. Da Yao is comparable.

"Once upon a time, the old man saw the noise of sword energy in the city, and was worried about the young master's safety, so he rushed to protect him. Only now did he realize that it was just a misunderstanding, which made the sovereign laugh. He peeped at the rude behavior and hoped for forgiveness. .”

The rickety old man was neither humble nor overbearing, and he explained a few words lightly, and at the end, frankly admitted that he was one of the three gods who peeped at Hanyan Island earlier.

Duanchou nodded noncommittally, chuckled lightly, and said nothing.

"Um?!"

Just when Nangong Feiyu came back with the maids and servants to add seats for Lin Xiaoyuan and Situ Ling, the old man behind Nangong Wentian lost his voice in shock, gave Duanchou a meaningful look, and waved his hand.

Just like welcoming Duanchou and others into the city before, a huge formation of clouds and mist formed above Canghai City, and a passage burst open.

This time, no one came here, but just to let everyone see the scene.

Seeing this, Duanchou's heart moved, and he nodded slightly. Everyone was curious when they saw this creature, and let go of their consciousness along the passage in the cloud, sweeping past.

"Ok?"

"interesting!"

After all, he had just returned from the Cold Mist Island, and from the look of the rickety old man, it was not difficult to see that this matter was related to Duanchou, and everyone immediately swept their consciousness to the Cold Mist Island.

At this time, in Duanchou's eyes, there is also a divine light. His eyes are indifferent, and if there is substance, they pass through the clouds and fall to the location of Hanyan Island, staring straight at the sky.

Sure enough, there was something that interested him.

Several figures stood on the edge of Hanyan Island, cautiously released their consciousness, and searched around.

Most of these people are at the level of dragon and tiger, and one of the young men in gold clothes has the strength of the late dragon and tiger.

The young man in gold, with a sharp sword on his back, stood at the forefront, and three or two middle-aged monks followed behind him peacefully, no matter how slow he walked, he never urged him at all, with a look of awe and fear on his face .

"Li Ruifeng, a disciple of the inner sect of Langya Sword Palace, a young rookie, has been rumored to have been favored by the elders of the sect, and will be worshiped as his personal heir soon."

As Duanchou was watching, he could hear the rickety old man talking leisurely.

"Oh, Langya Sword Palace?!"

The smile on Duanchou's face remained undiminished, but the divine light in his eyes became brighter, indifferent, and frighteningly cold.

He had suspected before that since what the He family did was aimed at Situ Ling and had something to do with Lei Baichuan, there was probably the shadow of Langya Sword Palace behind it.

But at this time on the Cold Mist Island, as soon as Duanchou left, the disciples of Langya Sword Palace appeared behind him, there was basically no doubt about it, everything was obvious.

(End of this chapter)