Three Realms Super Red Packet Group

Chapter 203 Tavern
In a crowded alley in the magic city.

After sorting through the scattered information he deduced, Chu Ye pushed open a rusty iron door, and went deep underground along the narrow corridor.

Dim lights, tinkling pendants, behind the old mahogany counter, a middle-aged man wearing glasses, shaking his head and wiping the wine glass in his hand, humming an unknown tune.

"Welcome to Black Moon Tavern."

The middle-aged man's eyes burst into blazing light, staring at the ten gold bars that Chu Ye slapped on the table, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Your guest is here, what are your orders?"

The ten gold bars were taken by Chu Ye from a prosperous manor. Looking at the tight mechanism and dusty inner room, it is estimated that the owner of the gold bars will not be able to find out for a while.

He scanned the situation in the tavern with his eyes. There were thirteen wine tables, with three people lying on each side, drinking a kind of dark blue wine lazily.

"Hi, what a handsome young man, how about spending a night with my sister tonight? You are satisfied with the remuneration package."

On a nearby table, a royal lady with bleary-eyed eyes unconsciously looked at Chu Ye, and the attracted flowers trembled wildly, stretching out her jade arms to continuously signal.

It has to be said that after Chu Ye survived the thunder disaster, all the skeletons were psychic, and he built his foundation with Taoist scriptures. His body has evolved towards the form of a fairy god, and his words and deeds have a magical aura.

"Wen Lan, don't make any noise."

Although there was a vague sense of coaxing around, another man next to Yujie was threatening everyone around him with a serious gaze, and quickly pulled that Yujie back to his seat, and at the same time explained to Chu Ye apologetically: " She was just drunk and didn't intend to offend you, Fellow Daoist."

Hearing this sentence, there was a burst of surprised exclamation from the surrounding people.

"Old ghost Bai is cowardly?"

"Isn't that little guy also a cultivator in the Void Realm?"

"I'm sure, I don't have to run away."

"Hiss~ Let's stay away."

"What are you afraid of? This is the stronghold of the Black Moon Tavern. It is managed by the Huan family. No monk dares to violate the rules of the tavern. Even the monks in the Real Tribulation Realm are not qualified."

Chu Ye ignored everyone's mutterings, his eyes only stayed on Sister Yu and the man for a moment, and then turned to the middle-aged man behind the counter again.

"Is this the property of the Huan family?"

The middle-aged man frowned, pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked Chu Ye up and down strangely: "The vitality is very strong, it seems that he has just passed through the thunder disaster of the cave. Honored guest, do you have any grudges against my Huan family?"

"The revenge of destroying the family, what do you say?"

Chu Ye tapped the counter with five fingers of his right hand. He had already decided that everyone in the room in front of him should stay.

"Huh? Destroy the family?" The middle-aged man seemed to be in deep thought: "No, if the family is really destroyed, how could there be any survivors? The divination of the Black Moon Pavilion should be complete, so how could you be left behind? Where is this little fish in the Void Realm? Well, what is your surname?"

Chu Ye narrowed his eyes, curled up the corners of his mouth, and there was already a green thunder cluster in the palm of his left hand.

"My surname is Chu."

"Chu? Chu! Could Chu be the Chu family from Chu Tianya in Huadu? Yes, it should be this family, this is the family, only their family is a little weird."

As soon as the middle-aged man's eyes lit up, he settled down on Chu Ye's origin in the chatter.

"The mission of the Chu family in Miehuadu seems to be related to that terrifying force. In the end, it should be taken over by Patriarch Huan Xuan and Huan Nineteen."

The middle-aged man raised his head, as if he was trying his best to extract information from the edge of his memory.

"Thank you for the news." Chu Ye's left hand formed a ball of green thunder, and he threw it directly at the middle-aged man.

With a bang, the counter was shattered into wood dross in the thunder, and the drinkers in the tavern also hurriedly retreated, and a group of three guarded Chu Ye.

Yu Jie, who had molested Chu Ye before, was sober at the moment, and her whole body seemed tense.
"My dear guest, please be merciful! Hey, what a pity for these ten gold bars!"

After the dust cleared, the middle-aged man in a black slim suit squatted on the ground, staring blankly at the floating golden mist with an expression of extreme regret.

"So, I think I need to add more money!"

The middle-aged man suddenly yelled, causing Chu Ye's movements to pause slightly. The other party's ability to avoid the first thunder ball just now seemed to be due to some kind of space transfer formation set up in the tavern.

It's obvious, but it's also effective.

Chu Ye tried to move some of the engravings floating in the air, but they were only fragile, and they collapsed with just a light touch.

This made his idea of ​​trying to manipulate the formation temporarily shattered.

"That would destroy all the engravings."

He deliberately slowed down the attack, so that the immortal consciousness would condense into a storm, sweeping all the imprints and patterns on the four walls of the tavern.

The middle-aged man didn't notice it at all. He was still immersed in the grief of losing the gold. He didn't take a few steps back until something creaked on the top of his head. After observing the surrounding area, he looked at Chu night.

"You, what did you do?!"

"Just to prevent you from escaping."

Chu Ye glanced at a group of drinkers not far away with increasingly ugly faces, and the gloomy middle-aged man in front of him, and chuckled lightly.

"Guest, one hundred kilograms of gold, our tavern will get rid of all the people in the two lines of Huan Xuan and Huan Nineteen for you, only one hundred kilograms of gold is needed."

The middle-aged man raised a finger and made a final promise with the most serious expression.

"Oh, [-] kilograms is really cheap."

"Yes, our Black Moon Tavern adheres to the rules set by the alcoholic lord, and it is absolutely affordable."

The middle-aged man seemed to think of a certain important person, his face was full of awe and admiration.

"Drunkard?" Chu Ye whispered, then shook his head: "I don't need you, I will personally behead everyone in the Huan family, no matter where he is, as long as she is still alive."

Then he stretched out his hand, sealed off the space, grabbed the middle-aged man's neck as quickly as lightning, and the two of them rose into the air.

"This is a tavern! Do you know what a tavern symbolizes? Our Yeshi Sanjia are just servants of the drunkard. Even Sanshangting and Sanxianzong dare not destroy a tavern stronghold. How can you, a mere Dongxu Xiaoxiu, be able to bear it?" The price of breaking the balance!"

"Give up, the drunkard is a power from the other world, even the dragon knife Kongzhen from the fake fairyland can't compete. If he knows that you and other ants have destroyed a stronghold, he will definitely wipe out your existence thousands of miles away. "

The middle-aged man was struggling for the last time, but his expression did not show any hint of fear, and the corners of his eyes and mouth were full of sarcasm.

Chu Ye didn't bother to entangle with him any longer, so he pressed his palm hard, and the blue light penetrated into the opponent's body. In just a moment, the middle-aged man was turned into a pile of ashes.

"Kill him and report to His Royal Highness Alcoholic, or you may be eligible to go to the other world."

"He must be killed. Lao Jin is dead. We can only answer after the upper-level investigation."

"He's a bit weird, let's fight for a one-hit kill!"

(End of this chapter)