"Spread out, and then we'll have more than half of them... Do you think it's okay?" Meng Xinghe asked again.

When it comes to the meat in your mouth, it is impossible not to eat it.

Although Sumeru asked Lin Xi to refrain from greed, greed is not only the nature of the Heavenly Demon, but also the nature of all self-motivated intelligent beings.

If people are not greedy, how can they progress, how can they excel, how can they excel?

"I'm afraid not, the immortal breath will definitely have the ability to condense on its own, and when it reaches a certain amount, it will derive spiritual wisdom, and with self-judgment, let... Can't stop it. Chu Lingxiao shook his head and said.

This is not his delusion or inference.

Monk Yun is a very powerful proof of this.

Meng Xinghe continued to be entangled, and suddenly between his eyebrows, a fierce light flashed: "Since this is the case, let's not stop it..." Change the news and get it out there. ”

"Everyone is the Taihao Immortal Emperor? No one is the Taihao Immortal Emperor. ”

A very ordinary carriage drove lightly into the huge and magnificent Leizhou Juyong City.

This city, which is famous all over the world because of Meng Xinghe, has now become the center of sight and the focus of the topic of the entire Qingxiao world.

Every day, there are no less than 100,000 people who come to Juyong City for various reasons, and although the city has expanded with the help of monks, it is still under the pressure of the population, and it is still at its limit.

So much so that such an ordinary, simple, and not very large carriage walked for more than an hour on the main road before it arrived where it should have been.

The carriage came to a light stop at the door of an elegant restaurant.

The restaurant has no name, but it is hung with red and blue flags.

Swaggering in the wind, under the sun, there is a faint special symbol, shining in the golden light, which is intimidating.

This is Juyong City... The Meng family's industry.

And now, who doesn't know, the Meng family... is the real master of Juyong City, and even the current Emperor Qiguo has acquiesced in this matter, and more than a month ago, he transferred away the new city lord who had not been in office for a long time.

The little servant who had been waiting at the door quickly trotted over, took the whip from the horseman who drove the carriage, and then respectfully placed the small wooden ladder with gold and silver wires embedded in the pattern on the wheel of the carriage.

The groom, who was an ordinary farmer, looked at it in a panic, and rolled off the wheel in a hurry, looking very embarrassed. Look again, not far away, wearing a slim long skirt, pressing his hands on his lower abdomen, standing in two rows, with a delicate appearance, like a flower-like girl, he is even more embarrassed, and his helpless appearance is particularly conspicuous.

A few wealthy businessmen who passed by from afar, holding their bellies and hugging a few beautiful girls, walked by with a sneer, and the corners of their eyes were full of disdain. looked at the restaurant again, but his eyes were gloomy, and his attitude was instantly humble.

The little guy who was originally very earnest, without a trace, proudly lifted his head, which was originally so rickety that it was almost stuck in the bluestone slab, like a living king who had been torn out of his head.

The atmosphere in the restaurant is quiet and complex.

The plainly dressed, but clean and tidy servants, as if their feet did not touch the ground, walked upstairs and downstairs, serving tea and water, and the clouds and water were completed, without the slightest sound under their feet.

The curtain of coarse cloth slowly lifted.

An elegant man with a curly mustache on his lips stepped out.

He wore a pair of black lenses on his face, obscuring his eyes, making the expression on his face even more invisible.

The clothes on his body also look a little peculiar.

Although I can't understand the style of the clothes, I can see the material of the clothes at a glance.

The whole snow-white clothes are handmade with fine snow silk, through the right folds.

In those gentle folds, you can even vaguely smell a wisp of fragrance that belongs to the girl.

It is highly likely that this outfit was made by a girl who was good at tailoring clothes, but had not yet left the cabinet.

White clothes, pure girls, this is only the most enjoyable, the most noble people, will have exquisite.

A large number of servants poured out of the restaurant.

After washing your hands, washing your face, and gargling.

With the most beautiful and freshest wreath around his neck, he wore a mustache in a fancy costume and walked into the restaurant with strange and elegant steps.

There is a deliberate desire to show a simple and elegant atmosphere everywhere, and it must not be as high-profile and tasteless as the nouveau riche.

Of course, simplicity does not mean simplicity, let alone poverty, every pillar here is made of thousands of years of Hua Nan wood.

Maybe it's because they've all become demons, even if they're made into pillars, they still exude a strong breath of life.

The floors here are made of the finest cedars grown on cliffs, hundreds of thousands of years old, carved into wooden planks painted with various totems and stories and biographies about Meng Xinghe.

In the chandelier made of crystal, the gems purchased from the mermaid are emitting a halo of various colors. This gemstone, which is conducive to meditation, is meaninglessly volatilizing its precious and rare energy at this time.

This is, of course, extravagant and wasteful.

After all, all it takes is a few extra windows on the high side of the hotel, and at least during the day, the warm sun will shine in.

But for the dome full of all kinds of paintings, for the various reliefs full of artistic atmosphere, for the various famous paintings hanging on the wall for people to enjoy.

As a result, the whole restaurant is really unable to find a place to build more windows.

In front of the large and small dining tables in the lobby, a couple or a group of men are always accompanied by all kinds of beautiful women.

Their clothing, appearance, and figure may be different, and their temperament may be different, but without exception, they are all one in a million in the outside world, but this place is so densely packed.

People were whispering, and the atmosphere seemed to be ambiguous.

It's just that the content of everyone's conversation may not be so consistent with this low-key and luxurious atmosphere. Everyone has a ghost in their hearts, and they don't want to get stuck in their hands on the women around them, but all kinds of clichés and inquiries, if it weren't for someone else's territory, I'm afraid that these people would have already started and tortured rudely.

When the man in fancy dress walked in, it naturally attracted everyone's attention.

His figure is tall and strong, his face is handsome and elegant, and his strange dress is also eye-catching.

But these are not the most important things.

And most importantly... He's strong, too strong to hide.

"He's coming!" said a monk playing the harp in a room on the top floor of the restaurant to another man dressed in white.

"Is it the main body?" asked the man in white.

"Of course not! But it shouldn't be an ordinary incarnation, it seems... He had no intention of hiding himself at all. ”

"Perhaps, what plan you have, it may not be possible that you have seen through it. The monk said.

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