Fantasy: At the beginning, the saint girl was tricked into joining the Demon Cult!

Chapter 12 A Fairy Tale

Sure enough, Xinghualou was decorated with lights and festoons at night, Jiang Han and the others found out after asking, that today is the tenth anniversary of Xinghualou.

Those who come to listen to the music are given a [-]% discount, and they can get a pot of good wine for free when they come to eat.

This wine has its origins. It is the "Xinghuachun" brewed by the sisters of Xinghualou.

"You can tell it's not a serious place just by looking at it." Ling Yunxiang snorted coldly, rolling her eyes, obviously not satisfied.

After all, the girls here are all dressed in revealing clothes, and they are showy. Although they don't make a living, but their obsequiousness has provoked countless ladies and noble ladies to gnash their teeth.

Naturally, it is also because of the fame of this place that many men linger on it.

Men are always interested in what they can't get, and Xinghualou knows this very well!

"Sister, can you stop putting your hands on the treasure bag on your waist?" Jiang Han said, he was also worried, Ling Yunxiang was unhappy, and suddenly took out the mace.

Because Ling Yunxiang can definitely do it.

"What if there are disciples from the Heavenly Sword Sect here to find fault? Many of our disciples have lost their lives under their hands in the past few years. If we don't take revenge...it's so sweet!" Ling Yunxiang twitched his nose, Suddenly saw a plate of golden shrimp balls being brought out in the distance, and the saliva immediately flowed down three thousand feet.

She grabbed Jiang Han's sleeve, and then stared at him with those small eyes, the meaning was already obvious.

Jiang Han was overjoyed, and said in his heart that his sister's weakness was food, and she was the number one foodie in the Demon Sect.

"I've made a decision. Later, if you want meat, you can have meat, and if you want wine, you can have wine, but you have to take it easy, the wine here is very strong!" Jiang Han was about to tell Ling Yunxiang, but unexpectedly, the girl had already run far away. In the private seat, rubbing your hands, you are ready to eat.

Jiang Han shook his head helplessly.

"Master." Yang Long whispered in Jiang Han's ear.

This made Jiang Han squint his eyes and looked over, only to find that a group of acquaintances were sitting at a banquet in the distance, and it was Ye Chen and his party.

"Master, you have fought against them before, should we change our face?" Yang Hu said vigilantly.

Jiang Han waved his hand: "Don't worry, even the grandson can't see my real appearance, besides... every time I meet them, I either smear mud on my face or smear blood all over my face, even if I'm a kid Grandpa, if I stand in front of them, they won't recognize me."

He did this in order not to be recognized by others, so as to keep the pier safe.

So at this time Jiang Han came to his seat, and sure enough, after a while, the table was full of wine and food.

The stage in the distance is very fancy, with all kinds of silk and satin, red carpet lanterns, and the surrounding ground is covered with flower petals. A group of women are also performing their talents on that stage.

Playing the pipa, playing the Yaoqin, blowing the jade flute...

"Brother Ye, don't feel too bad, you are now the favorite of our sect leader, and you are the most talented in alchemy in the entire Tianjian Sect." A disciple of the Tianjian Sect was whispering beside Ye Chen.

After Ye Chen drank one glass after another, he had a bitter expression on his face: "What is that? Senior sister hates me now, woo woo... She hates me too!"

Jiang Han listened from the side, thinking that it was true, this time Ye Chen stabbed him, Zhou Baoer was naturally dissatisfied with him, although they were from the same family, it seemed that the rift had already been planted.

Jiang Han picked up the wine glass, walked over and said, "This brother, seems to be trapped by love?"

Seeing Jiang Han getting up and walking towards the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Yang Hu was furious: "Young..."

"The young master should have his own arrangements." Yang Long stopped his brother directly.Yang Hu glanced at the swallowing Ling Yunxiang next to him, and said to himself that two little ancestors were here tonight, and he hoped nothing would happen.

However, Jiang Han's words aroused Ye Chen's dissatisfaction: "Where do people come from, dare to believe lies?"

"In Xiahanjiang, he is a doctor here, and the ten miles and eight villages are well-known." Jiang Han was not polite, and sat beside Ye Chen under the watchful eyes of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

But his actions made Brother Yang Long raise his heart to his throat.

Although I know that my young master likes to pretend to be aggressive, but acting aggressive also depends on the occasion?

How can anyone pretend to be alone in front of the enemy?Even if it's a graveyard dance, it can't be so crazy!
"I'm not sick!" Ye Chen wiped his mouth, clutching the wine glass tightly.

Jiang Han laughed, "No, you are sick, and it's a serious illness!"

"You're fucking sick, old man..."

"Wrong, you have a heart disease!" Jiang Han's eyes were like torches, and he dared not look directly at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen remembered what happened to him in the past two days, and he said in amazement: "How do you know that I have a heart disease? I do have a disease, so can you cure it?"

"Heart disease requires heart medicine. Little brother, I see that you are full of heaven, and you must be a person who will achieve great things in the future. Why don't you tell me the ins and outs of the matter, and I will help you prescribe medicine?" Jiang Han raised his glass and looked at Ye Chen. The two brothers clinked glasses.

The two buddies were also dumbfounded, thinking how did this brother know each other?Is this the legendary social bullpen syndrome?

Ye Chen naturally didn't want to talk about his thoughts in front of his two senior brothers. He and Jiang Han came to the corridor, and he said: "The thing is so..."

Sure enough, the current Ye Chen is still a teenager at heart, being fooled by Jiang Han like this, he just spoke out the troubles in his heart.

Jiang Han also knew that Zhou Baoer was currently in retreat.

"So, after your Senior Sister Zhou leaves the customs, it is likely that she will compete for the position of the elder of the sect?" Jiang Han said, he also knew about this trial, because now is the time for the new and old Tianjian sect to change.

The older generation retires one after another as they get older, and the younger generation achieves initial success, so they are promoted to leadership positions.

Just like the real world, this is equivalent to an assessment.

And Jiang Han is now out of the script, and is also very interested in the "adventures" that are about to happen.

"I'll tell you a story." Jiang Han looked at the dancing girls on the stage.

Ye Chen frowned: "Brother Han, what do you mean?"

"There was a frog who stayed at the bottom of the well, and a lark would often appear at the mouth of the well. Over time, he fell in love with that beautiful lark," Jiang Han said.

Ye Chen was furious, and he said, "You say I'm a frog in a well?"

Jiang Han did not refute him, but continued to tell his own story: "The frog is determined to jump out of this well, and then go after the lark. One day he finally succeeded..."

"And then?" Ye Chen suddenly became interested in this story.

"He saw the phoenix." Jiang Han smiled, "There is also a sea of ​​flowers and all kinds of beautiful creatures around. Do you know what this story means?"

(End of this chapter)