long night walk

Chapter 109

Ye Lian smiled when she heard the words, and raised her arms lightly to attract Xiao Er, her voice was so clear that it was incompatible with the mixed atmosphere of fish and dragons here: "Xiao Er, serve a pot...Nuerhong."

Xiao Er immediately gave a thumbs up: "The girl has really good taste. In the whole Xihe City, the most famous one is the daughter of our shop. Even the empress of Daze Kingdom loves our wine. I am full of praise and will never forget.”

Soon, daughter Hong came up.

As the younger brother said, the most famous thing in Xihe City is fine wine, and among the many fine wines, Nurhong is the most famous.

In other places, Nurhong sells a pot for ten taels of silver, but here it costs 100 taels for a pot.

The price is really scary.

According to common sense, with such a high price of Nurhong, I am afraid that local drinkers will seldom order this wine.

But now in the entire lobby, almost every table has ordered a pot of Nurhong.

Ye Lian took an empty glass, poured the wine like a pour, and filled the glass, but was not in a hurry to drink.

Holding the wine glass with thin fingers, she sniffed lightly with the tip of her nose.

She smiled and made a move that made everyone not only dumbfounded but also angry.

With a slight twist of the wrist, the raised wine glass tilted.

A glass of fine wine just like that was wasted on the floor.

The waiter in the wine shop suddenly looked unhappy: "Daughter's popularity is hard to come by, and the girl doesn't drink after ordering, so don't waste it like this!"

What's more interesting is that her behavior actually attracted many people's angry looks at each other.

The monk Jiachen chuckled, picked up the jug, and slid his fingers away, it was even more excessive, the tricky wine fell to pieces, and the aroma of the wine overflowed.

This is clearly smashing the field.

Shi Guang immediately pulled out the steel knife that was pressed on the table.

Jiachen's eyelashes drooped, his eyes fell on the puddle of wine on the ground meaningfully, and he said calmly: "Did the second brother serve the wrong wine?"

Xiaoer laughed back angrily: "I sold this daughter for four years, how could I admit my mistake, if you find faults, find faults, don't talk about so much!"

"But why do I smell it? It's not Nurhong, but a high-quality Huadiao wine." Ye Lian slowly raised her eyes, with a half-smile.

It wasn't the waiter who was looking at the shop, her gentle eyes seemed to catch something through the void.

In the end, he slowly fixed on a certain direction, and the moment his eyes settled, the gentleness disappeared, and a trace of coldness swept over him.

The shop clerk was stunned for a moment, and there was no longer any anger on his face, instead he was a little panicked.

Jia Chen smiled slightly: "Wine is good wine, but she and I have never been used to drinking Hua Diao, but I really want to meet this master who makes wine."

"If you can't get used to drinking, you can't get used to it. What do you do with the wine? You still need to see the master of the brewing? You know that every pot of wine here is extremely hard-won. How can the two of you be so disrespectful to others? That brewing master!"

The stern female voice came through the wind and rain, and everyone looked around, a pair of young women came stepping on the rain.

It was clear that the wind and rain outside the house was raging, but neither of them was wet from the rain.

For a moment, everyone in the restaurant, except Jia Chen and Ye Lian, cast respectful and admiring gazes like those two women.

Because what they were wearing were the costumes of the sect disciples of the Lihe Immortal Sect.

One of the good-looking women was the one who spoke. Her eyebrows and eyes were touching, but there was a trace of sharpness in her eyes.

Jiachen's eyes settled down, his expression changed slightly, and then he quickly restrained his smile and said, "Young lady?"

The woman carried a long sword on her back, the name of the sword was Seven Stars, and there was a jasper ring between her thumbs. Seeing that the price was expensive, she said: "Li Jiujiu, Li Hezong."

Ye Lian turned her eyes around her: "This is really interesting..."

Li Jiujiu frowned: "The two of you seem to be talking very well, but what you did is very meaningless."

Jia Chen said with a smile: "What we did may be boring, but what happens next will be even more boring."

An inexplicable sentence made Li Jiujiu frowned even deeper.

The next moment, there was a snort!

The sound of tearing flesh sounded without warning.

Shi Guang clutched his arms, a lot of bright red oozing from his fingertips, his face was terrified, he couldn't believe it: "San Niang, what are you doing!"

The knife wielding woman who was still sitting there just now stood up, with a strange red light in her eyes.

She tilted her neck and twisted her body. It was a very difficult posture for ordinary people, but it gave her extremely fast speed.

While the blade was waving, it tore through the air, bringing up a tearing wind of the blade, which screamed like a ghost screaming.

It almost pierced people's eardrums, and slashed towards the neck of Shi Guang, who almost fell and couldn't stand still.

The knife is as fierce as a ghost, and it casts extremely fast.

And Sanniang is the closest to the big man, Shi Guang has no way to avoid it, let alone draw a knife to block it.

In other words, he never thought that Sanniang would suddenly kill him like this.

Li Jiujiu's gaze was as serious as lightning, and it was too late to draw his sword to stop him.

Between the lightning and the flint, Jiachen smiled similarly to Ye Lian, with a calm expression and no worries.

Under Shi Guang's horrified and desperate eyes, a crimson red lotus flame ignited on the blade that was coming at him.

It took only a moment for the long knife to slash, but the red lotus flame devoured and burned the whole knife at an astonishingly terrifying speed.

Sanniang, who was empty-handed, had ferocious eyes, her posture was crazy and distorted, as if she was being bent over by some ghost, she tilted her neck and roared wildly, and continued to pounce on Shi Guang with all her hair.

When the drinkers in the restaurant saw this scene, they were terrified and ran out of the restaurant screaming.

Shi Guang met those ferocious eyes shrunk like pinholes, his legs were weakened, and he wanted to escape from his feet, but he was thrown by the bench and fell on his back.

Seeing that Sanniang opened her teeth sharply, and bit her fingers sharply, her body was bounced away by an invisible force.

There was a muffled sound, the limbs were twisted and fixed, as if being bound by something invisible and colorless, it crashed into the feet of Jia Chen and Ye Lian, his neck twisted violently, but he couldn't move.

There are still many drinkers running desperately to escape, forgetting to open their umbrellas.

The wind and rain are miserable, and the long night is clear and distant.

When a pair of white boots stepped over the old threshold, the scenery in this area also became lighter, as if there was no sound.

A very faint but long-lasting fragrance of cold sandalwood slowly smudges like ink and tea. Just by smelling this fragrance, it gives people a unique and elegant feeling.

Amidst the misty rain, among the chaotic crowd fleeing for their lives, a woman came with an umbrella. The pure white onyx umbrella was unadorned, like an umbrella for funerals.

She passed through the chaotic and hurried crowd, but she didn't even touch anyone else by a corner of her clothes.

A cold voice came faintly from under the umbrella, and her voice could not help but remind people of the epiphyllum that blooms quietly in the night and is about to wither.

"I'm still going to see how long the fun will be."

These words were addressed to the two of Jiachen.

Li Jiujiu was slightly taken aback. For some reason, the moment the woman entered the restaurant, she had the illusion that a line of sight was slightly resting on her under the umbrella.

　Why would someone misunderstand that Ye Lian is Jingguliang? It's terrifying.Come, come, this is the deity.Thanks to the cute readers "230", "Artoria_", "Beiyuan Hesha", "A cup of Huazhi wine", and "Bye it" for their generous rewards.Beibei Ollie, chug chug! ! !We will soon usher in a small climax of encounters. If you don’t raise books, don’t raise book ducks. Beibei’s new books need popularity, popularity, and popularity!Awesome!

　　
　
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