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Chapter 1873 Sword Immortal Drunk

When he was still in the secular world, Wang Le heard from Li Mubai that Li Bai was also a martial arts master, but his life was short.

Now that Wang Le has once again seen the famous poems left by Li Bai in this pilgrimage city, he did not make any fuss. At most, he would be whispering in his heart.

After all, Laozi Li Dan, Confucius, and even the First Emperor Ying Zheng, who are familiar with the world and are famous in history, are all martial arts overlords who have won the peak god war. It would be no big deal if you have a poet Li Bai.

Back to the point, Wang Le put away his gaze and looked at the screen and said to the young guy: "There is nothing to see, take me to find a good location!"

The young guy nodded quickly and then led Wang Le around the screen to the hall.

I saw the lights brightly, and only five or six tables were placed in the two hundred square halls that were as bright as day, which looked a little empty.

At this time, there were two tables in the hall that were already occupied by guests. They were drinking water and wine softly, and chuckling from time to time. There was noisy and unrestrained scene that Wang Le thought.

This made Wang Le murmured in his heart: "It turns out that the quality of customers who enter this top-level residence is quite high!"

Because Wang Le's dressing and other things were extremely low-key and looked very ordinary, the guests in the hall just looked up and glanced at them, and then continued the unfinished topic with their deskmates.

The young guy did not stop in the hall, but led Wang Le through the hall to the stairs leading to the second floor, and then climbed up the steps.

Following the winding wooden staircase, Wang Le quickly arrived at the second floor under the guidance of the young man.

When the young guy lifted the curtain at the entrance of the stairs, Wang Le felt a heat coming to his face, as if it was two different worlds from the cold season outside.

Then there were pleasant sounds of silk and bamboo orchestral singing to both sides of the ears.

"Please, please, senior." The young guy who opened the curtain said respectfully to Wang Le.

Wang Le, who had a calm face, nodded and nodded, then walked into the second floor lobby.

I saw that the entire second-floor lobby was also about 200 square meters. Except for a table placed beside the windows on all sides, there was no more table.

In addition, there are two slim women wearing Hanfu gauze dresses playing silk and bamboo orchestras in the middle of the hall, making the atmosphere in the entire hall very comfortable.

At this time, only one of the four tables next to the window in the entire hall was left empty, so the young man naturally let Wang Le sit over.

And in this process, Wang Le clearly felt that the guests at the other three tables were scrutinizing him.

If it were just like this, Wang Le would not care. The key is that he felt very keenly that the guests looked at him with inexplicable vigilance.

"I'll just slap it, it feels a little bad!" Wang Le couldn't help but frowned slightly and muttered silently in his heart.

As my thoughts changed, Wang Le, who had just walked to the empty table by the window, looked at the young man in Nan and asked, "Is there an empty space here?"

The young guy was stunned at first, and then replied with a embarrassed look on his face, "I'm so sorry, senior. If all the private rooms were not full today, I wouldn't have let you sit here."

"Uh!" Wang Le's eyes twitched as his lips slighted, and he thought to himself: "I said why didn't there be a few guests in the largest inn and restaurant in the Pilgrimage City? It turned out that they were all staying in the private room."

As for how many private rooms there are in this top-pinju? Where are the private rooms? This is not something that Wang Le needs to care about, let alone he is not interested.

If you are interested in this top-grade residence, Wang Le can use the Defiance-Breaking Dharma Eye to see through before Wang Le enters the door.

At this time, I saw a respectful young man asking Wang Le: "Senior, if you are not in a hurry, you can arrange for you to go to the accommodation to rest for a while, and then invite you to have a meal when there is a private room."

After a pause, the young guy did not forget to add: "Of course we can deliver the meal to your residence."

"Uh!" A trace of helplessness flashed across Wang Le's face, and then waved his hand and refused, "No need to be so troublesome, I'll have a meal here!"

After saying that, Wang Le sat down on the empty chair in front of the table, then looked up at the guy who was about to leave to prepare the meal, and asked, "What good wine do you have in your Shangpinju? Give me a pot."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young guy laughed respectfully and immediately replied: "Come to our Shangpinju for dinner, of course I have to drink the exclusive brewed Sword Immortal drunk."

"It is precisely because of this Jianxianzui that most of the martial arts powerhouses who have come to the Holy City like you recently will come to our top-grade residence for meals, with the purpose of tasting Jianxianzui."

"Oh? Is this Sword Immortal Zui a good source?" Wang Le asked the young guy with interest, while wondering in his heart: "According to this guy's meaning, there are many martial arts powerhouses who have come to the Holy City recently! Could it be that the alliance army will pass here on the way back, which will attract the attention of many forces? For example, the hidden Taoist sects hiding in the dark."

Thinking of this, Wang Le couldn't help but feel a little depressed. He thought he was going around, but in the end he was still on the same road as the alliance army!

You should know that the alliance army is being peeked by Zoroastrianism and Huayin Pavilion, and there may be conflicts again at any time.

Moreover, Wang Le firmly believes that in addition to the hidden world dominations that have surfaced by Huayin Pavilion and Zoroastrianism, there must be many hidden world dominations that are staring at the alliance army, but they are not known for the time being.

It is precisely because of these unclear risk factors that Wang Le tried his best to avoid the possible places when the alliance army returned when planning the route.

"Oh, it's a blessing, it's not a disaster, it's a disaster. Now I can only take one step at a time and deal with it when I see it."

Just as Wang Lexin was thinking about it, the young guy smiled and replied, "As the name suggests, this sword immortal can certainly get drunk."

"And this sword fairy is Li Bai, the author of the famous poem you saw on the screen on the first floor lobby just now."

Speaking of this, the young guy continued with a proud look on his face: "Li Jianxian was drinking our top-grade sword immortal, who wrote this famous article."

"Uh!" Young Master Wang couldn't help but complain in his heart speechlessly: "What an old story of routine."

At the same time, Wang Le thought that Li Bai lived in more than a thousand years ago, and could not help but secretly talk about the history of the best place.

But it was just a secret shock, because Wang Le's mind was full of his own safety next time.
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