After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

"spa....."

Ying Bing lowered her eyes, and before she could agree, she suddenly remembered something.

Shang Wu, the fighting king of Qingyuan Sect, has lived alone in Qiushui Pavilion for so long...

For details, please refer to Qun Yufeng.....

"Li Mo, where are you going?"

"I'm going to the Pleasant Goat Hotpot restaurant to wish Chulong a happy new year and see what size glasses she wears."

Ying Bing also wanted to go and take a look at Chu Long.

But thinking about whether Schrödinger's Qiu Shui Pavilion, which was full of problems, still existed, she wanted to go back and take a look.

"So, you go, dinner?"

"Come back and eat."

"Ah."

Li Mo waved to her and stood on the somersault cloud again.

.......

at the same time.

The Pleasant Goat Hotpot Restaurant is not far from the Lankao Mountain. It has excellent flavor and is well-known. It has become a favorite of Ziyang Prefecture and even passing travelers.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, business is booming.

"Hey, the strange phenomena at the foot of Lanke Mountain have stopped recently. Is the astonishing divine sword below about to appear?"

"What amazing sword? It's clearly the remains of Buddha."

"Why are you talking about that? So many Potential Dragon Prodigies, Human Ranking Masters, and Earth Ranking Powerhouses are flocking to it. What does it have to do with us?"

A bearded wanderer changed the subject.

What is the most talked about thing in the world?

It's nothing more than magical powers, magical weapons, heroes... and beautiful women.

Among the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Rankings, the Hundred Flowers Ranking is the most expensive because it has the most buyers...

"Tsk tsk, the top three on the Hundred Flowers Ranking have all changed. The first is still the Empress, the mother of the country, the second is still the leader of the Penglai Xing Sect, the Tianbang expert, and the third is actually her!"

"Fairy Han is almost 28 years old and still hasn't grown up. How can she compare with him?"

"Black-hearted Yantian Sect, why don't you post a picture!"

"Hey, Miss Jiang from the hot pot restaurant, if she took off the cloth strips and her eyebrows and eyes were not bad, maybe she could also make the list?"

"Go pick one and try."

A nosy guy encouraged the bearded man sitting at the same table.

"Miss Jiang, bring two more bottles of wine!"

The big man was also a reckless person. After two glasses of wine, he completely forgot about Aunt Mei sitting in front of the counter, who was looking at him with a bad expression.

But Aunt Mei's eyes suddenly froze.

Jiang Chulong walked to the big man's table with two bottles of wine in her hands. Before she could even put the wine down, her body suddenly froze in place.

"Ok?"

The big man was stunned, looked back, and saw a person standing at the door.

He wore a golden crown, a moon-white robe, sword-like eyebrows, star-like eyes, and a blue beard around his lips, but he gave people a sense of majesty and sharpness that came from having been in a high position for a long time.

The most eye-catching thing is the pair of deep eyes.

Double pupils.

In a trance, you even thought that the person standing there was a dragon holding a magic sword.

There were two women holding swords standing beside him, wearing green and pink clothes respectively.

I saw the young master narrow his eyes.

The sword servant in pink skirt grasped the long sword in his arms, and a dazzling light flashed in his eyes.

“Ah…ah, my head…my head…”

The big man was in a trance and saw his head flying out. He collapsed to the ground, holding his neck as if he was suffocating.

Seeing this, his companions knew that this man was not to be trifled with, so they quickly carried him away.

This murderous aura was not only directed at the big man, but everyone in the hot pot restaurant ran away.

"Who taught you martial arts?"

The double pupils in the young man's sword-like eyes were like a cold blade sweeping across Jiang Chulong.

"Your Highness..."

Mei Yun quickly stood up, feeling extremely terrified.

Jiang Chulong's face was pale, but she stubbornly tugged at Aunt Mei's clothes, lowering her head.

"Aunt Mei, we...we don't...we don't know him."

"The shop is closing today."

She began to wipe the table and squatted on the ground to pick up the change thrown by the guests before they left.

The pink-dressed woman beside him shouted, "His Highness is speaking to you. Come here and kneel down!"

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Jiang Yu.

After obtaining consent.

She reached out and sucked in a dry branch from outside, without using her true energy, and lashed it towards Jiang Chulong. The sword intent was like a lone peak in the clouds.

"Your Highness!"

Mei Yun had just taken a step forward when she was seen by those double pupils and had to retract her steps.

Snapped--

The dry branch hit Jiang Chulong on the back. She neither dodged nor fought back. She staggered and her festive red dress was stained with deeper blood.