The restaurant owner came to Huang Xiaolong for a table.

The waiter of the restaurant introduced to the restaurant owner: "Boss, it is this young man who wants to buy all the remaining Origin wine."

The restaurant owner smiled and said to Huang Xiaolong: "It turned out that the young master wanted to buy all the Origin wine. Originally, our restaurant did not stipulate that we could not buy all of them, but considering the customers behind it, the young master bought five hundred jars, how about it?" The restaurant owner said very politely.

Five Hundred Altars? Huang Xiaolong nodded: "That's OK."

Anyway, he doesn't have to buy them all.

When the restaurant owner saw Huang Xiaolong agreeing, his expression relaxed. Then, Huang Xiaolong handed over 100 million gold coins. The restaurant owner and the restaurant waiter respectfully left and went to prepare the Origin Wine and asked Huang Xiaolong to wait.

After the restaurant owner left, Huang Xiaolong and Duan Ren and others drank and chatted while paying attention to the discussions on the tables around them.

"I don't know if this ancient dragon clan ruin is real. It's been half a year, but no one has discovered where the ancient dragon clan ruins are!"

"It should be true, but it has nothing to do with us, we just came here to join in the fun."

"Yes, even if we really get a dragon egg, we can't save our lives."

Several people were talking at the table next to each other.

These people are just innate early-level powerhouses.

At this time, someone on the other table next to him talked: "I heard that the temple also sent someone here!"

"Not just the temple, even Chen Tianqi, the leader of the Shura Sect in the Nebula Continent, has come, and Lu Zhen, the demon king of the Ten Directions Continent, has come!"

The leader of Shura Sect Chen Tianqi?!

Huang Xiaolong frowned.

Unexpectedly, Chen Tianqi dared to claim to be the leader of the Shura Sect now. Since someone has already circulated him, there should be no falsehood.

When Zhao Shu heard this, he snorted coldly.

"Mr. Zhao, are you?" Duan Ren asked when he saw Zhao Shu's expression.

"It's okay." Zhao Shu shook his head.

At this time, the restaurant owner came back, but behind him was a thin black bearded man.

The restaurant owner came to Huang Xiaolong with a hint of embarrassment and said, "Young Master, sorry, that, Origin Wine, we can only sell you ten jars."

"Ten Yuans?" Huang Xiaolong's face was calm and he was waiting for the restaurant owner to explain.

The restaurant owner continued, "Just now, butler Chen, the lord of Danyang City, bought all the other origin wines, so, so." Speaking of this, I can't understand it.

He pointed to the thin and black-bearded old man behind him and said, "This is the butler Chen of the City Lord's Mansion."

Butler Chen nodded, with a proud expression: "Originally, our city lord wanted to buy all the Origin wine, but for the sake of the restaurant owner, I will give up ten jars for you."

According to his meaning, if it weren't for the restaurant owner's "pleading for mercy", let alone ten jars, Huang Xiaolong wouldn't even buy a jar.

Emperor Broken Blade, Zhao Shu and others frowned.

"Is that true?" Huang Xiaolong said indifferently.

Butler Chen laughed and said, "Boy, let me tell you the truth. This time our city lord bought all the Origin wine to entertain the elders of the temple." He looked proud. In his opinion, Huang Xiaolong and others were afraid that they would be scared to death.

Of course, the elder of the Temple visited the Lord's Mansion of Danyang City. This is a glorious thing that many sects and heads of the family can never dream of.

Just as Housekeeper Chen smiled proudly, Huang Xiaolong said to Feng Yang, the giant ghost behind him: "Kill!"

"Yes, master." The giant ghost Feng Yang responded respectfully.

Before Mr. Chen could react to Huang Xiaolong's words, the giant ghost Feng Yang flashed and came to Mr. Chen. Then, he suddenly grabbed the top of his head with his five fingers.

Butler Chen was just a tenth-level innate powerhouse. How could he be the opponent of Giant Ghost Feng Yang? He had no power to resist in front of Giant Ghost Feng Yang, and was instantly caught by Giant Ghost Feng Yang.

The giant ghost Feng Yang's five fingers were inserted directly from the top of his head, sucking wildly. Under the horrified eyes of the restaurant owner, Butler Chen was like a deflated balloon, which instantly shriveled.

After a few breaths, the giant ghost Feng Yang returned behind Huang Xiaolong and stood there with his eyes indifferent and emotion.

Butler Chen's eyes fell down stiffly.

At this time, the wine tables around were filled with exclamations and some riots were riots.

However, this Danyang City is close to the Origin Forest, and there are killings and fierce battles every day, so it will not cause chaos.

The Emperor of Blade and the two Saints of the Blade Academy looked at Feng Yang, the giant ghost behind Huang Xiaolong, with shock. The moment the giant ghost Feng Yang took action, the monstrous ghost aura suddenly burst out, and the three of them clearly felt it.

Holy Land Ghost?!

Broken Blade and the other two looked at each other.

However, Broken Blade still couldn't believe it.

Because he could not imagine how Huang Xiaolong conquered the ghosts, and they were ghosts in the holy realm.

Huang Xiaolong looked at the restaurant owner and said calmly: "I bought the remaining Origin wine first."

The restaurant owner came to his senses, his throat was a little dry and itchy, and his eyes were panicked: "Yes, it was bought by the young master first."

"What about now?" Huang Xiaolong's eyes cold.

The restaurant owner sweated coldly and said in a panic: "It's the young master's, the young master's!"

"Go and send the five hundred jars of Origin wine I bought now." Huang Xiaolong said coldly.

"Yes, yes, wait a moment." The restaurant owner quickly retreated. He had just seen that Feng Yang, the giant ghost behind Huang Xiaolong, was probably a powerful person in the Holy Land.

A slave is actually a powerful person in the Holy Realm?!

The more the restaurant owner thought about it, the more scared he felt.

Huang Xiaolong looked at the restaurant owner and sneered.

Temple?

Not long after, the restaurant owner respectfully delivered the five hundred jars of Origin wine that Huang Xiaolong bought.

At this time, in the center of the main hall of the Danyang City Lord's Mansion, there was a beautiful woman wearing a light green robe sitting. The beautiful woman was Master Li Lu and Li Molin.

Li Molin was sitting down at the head of the Yao family’s ancestor Yao Shan. Below Yao Mountain was Yao Fei. In addition to the three, there were three old men wearing the costumes of the temple elders.

The six people sat down, but Wang Cong, the lord of Danyang City, did not dare to sit down. He stood there and bowed to accompany him.

Wang Cong smiled flatteringly at Li Molin and said, "Elder Li and all elders, the origin wine of our Danyang City is unique and famous all over the world. When all the elders drink it later, I will be sure to praise you."

Li Molin had no expression on her pretty face and said indifferently: "Is that true?" She pointed to the end of the seat: "You can sit too."

"Yes, thank Elder Li." Wang Cong was happy on his face and came to the end and sat down.

At this time, a guard from the City Lord's Mansion ran in with a look of panic.

Wang Cong frowned and shouted in a low voice: "What's the matter? Where's the Origin Wine I asked you to order?" The guard followed Chen's servant to Shunfeng Restaurant.

The guard was so scared that he knelt down and said with a sad look on his face: "City Lord, Butler Chen was killed, and the Origin wine we ordered was bought by someone."
Chapter completed!