He Has a Dragon

Wang Le was more and more worried, and he couldn't help but swallowed droolingly, secretly: "Can it not be the old man who covers the sky?"

At this time, Wang Le's mind recalled that when the old man in Nan mentioned the Guixu Guanzhu, there was no other emotion in his eyes than the calmness and calmness.

For a long time, in Wang Le ’s impression, no matter who mentioned the four words of Guixu Guanzhu, more or less, the awe and fear from the bottom of his heart will be revealed, as well as the first person in the martial arts world. Deep worship.

The only old man in Nanji who met at Nanji Restaurant today is an exception. There is no such thing as the so-called worship and awe.

In retrospect, when Wang Le and even the old man in the south talked about returning to the guild, he was more of a kind of old friend.

Thinking of all these things, he thought about it terribly. Wang Le really didn't dare to think about it any more.

Because once his guesses come true, that is to say that the first person in the martial arts world, the Doudou Palace, who shielded the heavens, did not disappear, but lived in a market town near the central region.

"If the old man Nan really is the legendary Taoist man, how did he survive? Could it be that he is the same as the old immortal because of the cultivation of immortal inheritance?" Wang Leru thought.

As soon as I thought about this, Wang Le was immediately ruled out, because the people of Zhetiandao came from the hidden world of Bidou Palace, and had nothing to do with the old and immortal origin of Wanxiangzong.

But Wang Le will not completely deny this possibility. After all, the time is too long. Maybe you can ask about it when you encounter old immortality in the future.

Of course, the premise is that Xiaolong Xuan, who is now Yunlong Jiu, can successfully survive the death robbery and then renew his life. Otherwise, everything is useless.

Immediately, Wang Le shook his head, as if to throw away all the speculations in his head and calm down.

After all, the old man from Nan didn't try to embarrass him, it was just a fate of a meal, and since then he has been separated from the horizon.

In Wang Le's opinion, there is no chance to see the old man in this life again.

As for what he said to the old man when he left Nanji Restaurant, it was just Wang Le perfunctory, of course not serious.

Because this martial arts world is not destined for his Wang Lejiu.

After a short while, he returned to calmness and no longer thought that Wang Le first recognized the downward direction, followed by flying from the ground without leaving the ground, but rushed straight from the ground towards the central area.

Because you are about to enter the densely populated and most prosperous central region of martial arts, you must act low-key.

Moreover, the matter of stealing the beast flowers is far from over.

Although Beiheng Palace ’s walking section of the world, Bei Heng, helped himself, but he knew when he would suddenly return it to Wang Le's head.

In the final analysis, it is still a guilty conscience, and Wang Le is no exception, let alone a cautious temperament. Of course, it is to return to Nanhua Guan as low-key as possible, so as not to increase right and wrong halfway.

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Jucheng City, one of several large cities in the middle area of ​​Budokai, is better than the pilgrimage city in the southwest, regardless of its area or population.

Of course, compared with the big city Bai Yujing, which is also in the central region, it is still inferior.

But these are not important to Wang Le, because he is just a general passer in this big city.

At three shots on the morning of this day, Wang Le finally arrived in Jucheng City safely five days after entering the central area.

Wang Le rested during the day and then flew all night.

In the process, in order to avoid possible dangers and strangers on the road, Wang Le frequently opened his delusional eyes to see his own way forward, avoiding in advance to ensure his own safety.

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"Juxian Tea House."

Wang Le, who was walking on the street in Jucheng Park, stopped in front of a two-storey tea house and looked up at the plaque above the lintel, raising his brow slightly.

"It's the name of a bad street. Can it be elegant?"

While muttering in his heart, Wang Le strode on three steps and crossed the threshold to enter the Juxian Tea House.

Just like the name of the bad street in Wang Le's eyes, the decoration structure in the tea house is very ordinary, and there is no place that makes people shine.

Seventy-eight tea tables are neatly placed in the hall. In the corner, a middle-aged woman in a green palace costume is playing the zither. Its appearance is as ordinary as this tea house.

But if you look at it again, the middle-aged woman has an innocuous temperament that makes people feel close.

Although there are beautiful and soothing melody sounds in the tea house, unfortunately, these tea guests are not elegant, and the noise in the chat is very noisy.

However, Wang Le is very satisfied with this, because his purpose of entering the giant city is to listen to the sound of the wind, especially the rumours of Taobao Wanjuhua.

And this teahouse restaurant is a place where three schools, nine streams, and fish and dragons are mixed. It is best to listen to market rumors and wind direction ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ At this time, a guy who just gave a guest a snack and ran to Wang Le, full His face asked warmly and respectfully: "Guest, are you staying on the first floor or going to the second floor?"

Wang Le replied indifferently: "I won't go up. Find me a seat!"

Immediately, the enthusiasm on the guy's face was instantly reduced by three points, but Wang Le was guided to sit at an empty table with a professional smile on his face.

Following the young fellow, he asked Wang Le: "What tea does the guest officer want to drink? I have the best Qian Qianlu here, Cuijian before the rain, giant monkey monkey ..."

Before the man finished talking, Wang Leben, who was sitting on the chair of Taishi, didn't rush to drink tea. He couldn't listen to the other person talking so much nonsense, so he waved his hand and interrupted: "Cuijian just before the rain."

After a pause, Wang Le did not forget to add: "By the way, you can eat something special from your Juxian teahouse, and give me the same."

At the end, Wang Le waved and said, "Okay, that's all, hurry up and do it for me!"

Seeing Wang Le's impatient look, the buddies of the restaurant, of course, nodded happily: "Kaiguan, wait a moment, the little one will prepare the cuijian and special snacks for you immediately."

After speaking, the teahouse man turned and walked quickly behind the teahouse.

In this waiting effort, Wang Lehao ​​rested himself into the teacher's chair under his buttocks, looking tired and resting.

After all, these days, flying at night, rushing on the ground during the day, and rarely resting. At the same time, for safety, we must open the delusional eye from time to time to predict the danger of the route in advance.

All this is of course to return to Nanhua Guan at an early date, but it is inevitable that Wang Le is a little tired.

But as long as you take a good rest for a long time, Wang Le believes that he will fully recover.

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