He Has a Dragon

"The best wine?" Hitomi shrank tightly in Wang Le's eyes standing outside the door, his face still smiled and asked, "Can you tell me the name of the wine? Dare to call it the best in the world?" liqueur."

As soon as the words fell, the old man in the store laughed and said, "Only the first person in martial arts deserves to drink it, so he calls the world first."

"No. 1 in the world?" Wang Le's face froze with a smile. At this moment, a whimsical question popped up in his mind, and he blurted out and asked, "What is your surname?"

The moment the voice had not yet landed, Wang Le's heart burst into warning!

Because at this moment, Wang Le only felt that a dangerous gas machine that had never been encountered in his life, like a tsunami, swept across.

"His!" Wang Le took a sip of air-conditioner and his scalp almost exploded, followed by a flash of body without hesitation, and the afterimage rushed away from the alleyway not far away, rushing outside the market town. And go.

At this moment, the old man walked out of the shop with a dangle of his body, stood in front of the door, and watched Wang Le's disappearing alley, with a smile on his wrinkled face, and said to himself: " Really smart little doll, much more fun and awesome than the young Xiaoyaozi. "

Then the old man closed his eyes and turned across the threshold to walk to the store, and murmured softly in his mouth: "In the world of great contention, my people will be out of evil, and the words will become a word. This is true!"

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As soon as Wang Le fled from Nanfeng Town, he flew off the ground and flew another thirty miles from high altitude, and then stopped and landed on the ground.

Looking back at Nanfeng Town, which had long disappeared, Wang Dasao, sweaty, exhaled a few breaths in a row, and then gradually calmed down.

But those black-and-white eyes still have the lingering fear that has not faded away.

Apparently, Wang Le was scared this time.

"Malgobi, my dear shouldn't have asked your noble surname! This time it's too impulsive." Wang Le cursed and grumbled to himself.

The reason why I suddenly asked such a non-adjustable question when I walked out of the store was that the old man from Nan said that he wanted to invite him to drink, and only the first person in Budo was qualified to drink it.

There is also the old man's cloak on the pole, which is a secret treasure of the heavens. The unknown secret is also very clear.

As for the old man Nan said that a secret about the Xuanxuan cloak was told by a guest. For this, Wang Le has always been skeptical.

Let's not forget that before the returning lord of the market, the first person in the martial arts world was the era of the prince of Tao of the Doudou Palace.

It is precisely because of all these invisible, there is some kind of invisible touch, so Wang Le could not help thinking of a problem.

That is, the old man of Nan was so clear about the first person of the former martial arts world that the secrets of Bidou Palace covering the heavens were so clear. Is there any causal relationship between the two?

At that time, standing outside the shop, Wang Le's mind turned countless thoughts and speculations, which is difficult to cover up, so it was the blessing of the soul that asked the surname of the person who covered the heavens.

At the moment when he asked, Wang Le felt the biggest dangerous machine in his life swept towards him.

At this moment, everything is self-explanatory, that is, there must be an extremely close relationship between the old man in the south and the person who covers the sky.

"It seems that the old man in the south is really the descendant of the covert Taoist!"

Wang Le could not help but shake his head and marveled, and at the same time he was speechless about his luck for a while.

However, it was just looking for a place to have a meal. I did not expect to meet the masters who were hidden in the city, and they were the descendants of the first generation of martial arts to cover the heavens.

As for the descendants of the old man from the sky, the old man is full, so why not go to Bitou Palace, why go to a rural place to open a restaurant, and it looks like it has been in business for a long time.

And this is not what Wang Le can do.

Fortunately, this kind of extravagant person does not have some experience with his Wang Le, otherwise, even if he did not lose his life, he would have to suffer a lot.

This can't help Wang Le secretly thought: "If the old man in the south knew that Beiheng ’s walking section of Beidou Palace was carrying the black pot of Wanshouhua for me, it would be difficult to leave Nanfeng Town today."

Based on the fierce breath of the old man in the store, Wang Le's intuition told himself that even if he turned on the hidden power of the delusional method, he could not escape the palm of the opponent.

Although this is just a simple intuition, Wang Lei feels that he would rather face the late-stage elders such as Qing Zhongwan Zhongtian and Sa Keran, rather than go to Nanji Restaurant again.

In this way, Wang Leping, who was standing in place, recovered his volatile mood for a while, and was about to leave to continue on the road. Suddenly, his heart moved and the blood on his face disappeared.

Because he suddenly remembered when he left Nanji Restaurant ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Nan old man inadvertently returned a word to himself.

"If there is one day, the younger will definitely come to this Nanji restaurant again."

"Okay, when the old man asks you to drink the best wine in the world!"

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"At that time ... at that time ..." Wang Le, who was standing still, could not move any more, and his face kept repeating himself as the face changed.

Because Wang Le suddenly realized that he really had a day, that is, the day when he reached the peak of martial arts, the middle course must be a long time and took a long time.

And why does the old man in the south think that he can live to the day when Wang Ledeng is at the peak of martial arts? ? ?

You know, Wang Le only said that one day he would come to this Nanji restaurant again, but he didn't say he wanted to see his old man.

Because Wang Le himself subconsciously thought that by then the old man would have died.

The old man from Nan responded confidently and waited until that day to invite Wang Le to drink the best wine in the world.

Thinking of this, even under the blazing sun in the afternoon, Wang Le still chilly in the tail vertebrae and shivered uncontrollably.

"Couldn't it be a little master and encounter an old immortal metamorphosis?" Wang Le thought secretly in surprise.

At this moment, Wang Le's mind is constantly replaying every clip and detail of his entry into Nanji Restaurant, with the focus on the old man in Nan.

Every movement of him and the slight fluctuations of facial expressions, and the unobservable changes ...

At this moment, Wang Le remembered that the old man in Nan told the secrets of the extremely cloak. Regardless of facial expression, eyes, or tone of voice, all of them revealed unspeakable determination.

The undeniable state of determination, as if he were the party, was not something learned from the guests and heard.

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