The Strongest Salted Fish Boss

"The cook is not here, I'll take it for a while."

Lin Xian said, lying on the table, after a while, the food on the table was already gathered.

Lin Xian took a sip, and it was still delicious, but it was far worse than what the cook made.

As for the wine, a jade bottle appeared in Lin Xian's hand, and after a while, the aroma of the wine spread all over the restaurant.

, and then, it spreads to the outside world again.

Lin Xian didn't care at all, took a sip, and had a look of aftertaste on his face.

I can't help but feel fortunate, fortunately, before leaving, I also brought the brewed king wine.

The breath of Wangjiu continued to spread, and the entire Rongcheng was like a madman. Rongcheng was just a secular city under the control of a monk. In the city, mortals occupied it, and although there were monks, they only occupied [-]% or [-]%.

What Lin Xian didn't know was that the entire city of Rongcheng was paralyzed. Some mortals who were working could not stand the smell of wine and fell to the ground drunk. .

As for cultivators, most of them really don't eat in such a place. Cultivation is a quiet word. That's why it's not in the deep mountains and forests, but in the deep valleys and mansions.

Most of the people who came to eat here were mortals, and immediately, they were drunk.

There were a few thief-eyed guys, maybe planning to come this way, just halfway there, they fainted, and the confusion was unclear.

The ruthless man saw it in his eyes, and he sighed slightly in his heart. This kind of situation is really reasonable. Fortunately, after three to five thirty-five hours, the alcohol will disappear.

There are nine floors in Wangxianju, the meaning of forgetting immortals, and it is also here that you can see immortals.

In fact, the immortal is a cultivator, the owner of this restaurant, a real immortal madman, also invited an immortal to sit in this forgetting immortal residence.

Most of the income every year goes to the fairy's pocket.

Although people who practice cultivation are not indifferent to fame and fortune, there are always those who fail to cultivate well, who are looking for some fun in the mundane world.

Above the ninth floor, in a private room, the middle-aged man who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes, and then, as if he had forgotten to pass through the attic, he looked in the direction of the second floor.

At the same time, there was joy, excitement, and even intoxication between the eyebrows, and many emotions came together.

Taking a deep breath, this person's expression became even more intoxicated. After a long time, he got up and slowly walked down, with a very respectful expression.

"This wine contains great opportunities. If I can get a sip, I will be able to soar during the day!"

"I really don't know which senior came to this small Forgotten Immortal Residence."

"Today, I am licking my face, but I also ask for a bite. If I ask for it, I will have a chance to practice. If I can't ask for it, stand closer, and the benefit will be greater."

"The restaurant.

Besides, that's a black-winged tiger!"

"It seems that he is really a senior, even his mounts are of this level!"

Aware of the existence of the black-winged tiger, this person's expression is even more respectful. When he is about to walk to the second floor, he will arrange all his clothes before continuing to walk.

"I didn't know the seniors came, but I couldn't accept it, but I hope you forgive me!"

Immediately, his voice fell, and his figure slowly appeared.

However, to his embarrassment, no one answered.

"Junior Lin Han came uninvited and harassed senior, please forgive me!"

Chapter five hundred and fifty-fifth the king wine out, the city is drunk

He didn't have any complaints, neither humble nor arrogant, he continued to speak, at the same time, his head was even lower, and his expression was full of respect.

A minute has passed, two minutes have passed, three minutes have passed...a full ten minutes...and yet, there is still no answer.

Rao is a person with a good mentality, but he can't stand it anymore.

"Senior, do you look down on me, Jinxia Cave?"

Lin Han's voice increased a bit, even if he was just a cultivator wandering outside, he came from the Jinxia Cave, instead of looking at the monk's face and looking at the Buddha's face.

And this senior really ignored him all the time. After reporting what he meant, Lin Han raised his head a bit.

"Master, when the mighty stands between heaven and earth."

Vaguely, he seemed to remember what his master said when he was young.

However, after a while, no one paid any attention.

Lin Han's neck was a little sore, and his brows were wrinkled. Then, he slowly raised his head and looked at where the senior was.

As far as he could see, he saw that the ruthless man was drinking, and just after taking a bite, he frowned and said that it was unpleasant to drink.

The other person was drinking and eating meat, and feasting on it, except that the speed of eating was a little faster, without any other characteristics.

"mortal"

Lin Han raised his head completely, with a look of surprise on his face, and more of a shame and anger.

After messing with it for a long time, the senior in his eyes turned out to be a mortal, and a mere mortal who made him wait for so long was really unbearable, and a scholar can't bear it! If he knew this, he would just grab it. Lin Han secretly said: "Before, he has done a lot of things like this."

"A mortal, a girl with a little cultivation, dare to refuse"

Lin Han's eyes turned gloomy, and in a blink of an eye, the teacher's teachings were forgotten in the back of his mind.