First-class queen: woman, don't be too arrogant

Chapter 371 Climbing the Wall Together 1
Nanyuan is located on the north side of the three plates of the Phantom Continent. Although the climate is not as cold as the North Pole, it is also colder than the sky with four distinct seasons.

Therefore, in this harsh weather, Nanyuan people have developed a domineering, fierce, shrewd, powerful...etc. tough style.

Because of this, while Nanyuan is vast and rich in resources, it is the most bloody and advocating force.

Similarly, their loyalty is by no means comparable to that of Tian Qiong and other subordinates of the Imperial Kingdom.

That is, once you surrender, you will follow to the death.

Therefore, Nanyuan ruled the three continents by force.

For the other two continents, if there is nothing to do, they will never mess with Nanyuan, because of this.

The scenery is vast, majestic and atmospheric.

Tomorrow, it is only the end of summer in Ming Tian Emperor's Kingdom, and Nanyuan has been in autumn for a long time, and it has entered the late autumn season.

The autumn wind is blowing, and against this majestic and rigid building, people can feel the toughness of Nanyuan from the bottom of their bones.

At this time of the year, Emperor Nanyuan's capital is very busy.

The Nanyuan Imperial Capital with a tough style is not as handsome and gentle as Tianqiong, and there is a sturdy arrogance everywhere.

It is obviously not a luxurious stone building, but only a rough and strict architectural style.

But abruptly gives people a feeling of dominating the world.

Rough and absolutely murderous.

At this moment, Emperor Nanyuan was bustling with unusual excitement.

There is obviously no special decoration everywhere, but it gives people a feeling of joy.

The flow of people walking on the street, all of them are smiling and proud at the same time.

The largest restaurant on Yonghe Street in the imperial capital was overcrowded at this time, and the sound of chattering resounded everywhere.

Outside the private rooms on the third floor of the restaurant, the waiting halls were drooling, standing outside with eyes full of nympho, each of them couldn't bear to leave.

All the guests below were very dissatisfied.

Obviously the restaurant service at home is the best, why is there even a shortage of waiters today.

But in the private room on the third floor, there was a lot of drinking and drinking, and it was very lively.

"En, um, it's delicious, it tastes authentic." On the table, a branch of flower was sitting on a bench, dragging a roast goose with its leaves, and the flower was burying its head in eating.

(End of this chapter)