As a perennial online writer, Ling Ping'an cherishes every one of his readers.

Because, that's all food and clothing.

Similarly, as a bookstore owner with a dismal business, he values every customer.

Therefore, he has already typed countless manuscripts.

We have long been ready for a variety of guests, ready for private customized services.

To put it simply, it is to see people and talk about people, and talk about ghosts!

Everything is for the purpose of satisfying customers and finally taking money out of their pockets!

Therefore, as soon as he saw this guest, who was dressed in strict accordance with the ancient traditions, whether he was wearing clothes or hairstyles, Ling Ping'an immediately used the etiquette he had learned when he was a child, and said: "This guest, welcome to my shop!" ”

As he spoke, he bowed his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

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Liu Yu looked at the figure in front of him.

The mist in his skull, the fire in his eye sockets, burned hot.

It seems to say: another new sacrifice!

Liu Yan swallowed and looked behind him.

A door that appears to be made of some kind of colorless glass.

This kind of glazed door, when Zulong was there, Shaofu had produced a large number of them.

It is generally used as a by-product of the manufacture of terracotta figurines.

Even if Zulong is missing, a large number of Shaofu crafts are lost today.

The technology of making this kind of glaze is still passed down, and there are several workshops outside Chang'an that specialize in making this kind of glaze and selling it to the nobles and wealthy merchants in the city.

However, the furnishings behind the door made Liu Yu tremble.

In the corner of a wooden counter, a kitten lies in it.

The spiritual energy that is wrapped around its body fully speaks of its strength.

After comparing it, Liu Yu found that even the three-headed unicorn enshrined in the temple of the Xinghan Dynasty was not as good as the spiritual energy on this kitten.

And next to the kitten sleeping on his stomach, a thing that I don't know if it was a Mo family creation or something was placed there.

Next to the thing, the gluttonous man with the head of the sheep opened his eyes.

The shadows of monsters are reflected on the ground.

And farther away, an unimaginable abyss of terror stands on the other side.

A thick liquid, flowing slowly around its edges.

A pair of evil pupils that just looked at Liu Yu were scared, and they opened and closed in one of them.

"Please!" The monster in front of him stretched out his hand and made an invitation.

His hands looked very thin, and the skin of his arms was a little too white—a little whiter than the skin of the concubines in the palace!

Liu Yu took a deep breath, he nodded without any choice, and then boldly asked the monster, "Your Excellency, you sell books here?" He looked up at the plaque that read something simplified or deliberately written like this.

He saw it, countless pupils, looking directly at him in the plaque, as if he was very dissatisfied with his question.

"yes!" The monster whispered, "I'm selling books here!" ”

"Sell any book!"

"As long as the guests want, I have it here!"

"It's really not good, the small shop still accepts pre-ordered services!"

As he spoke, he took Liu Yu and walked into his shop.

Liu Yu didn't dare not go in.

Because, he could feel something, from that plaque, slipping into the depths of the mist.

So he knew that he couldn't toast and not eat and drink.

In that case, the host will be angry.

The master is angry, how dare the slaves slack off?

What year did the slave of his aunt's family not kill dozens of blind people?

As soon as he entered the store, Liu Yu clearly felt that layers of pressure were coming from all directions.

The black dragon blood in his body, in the face of these pressures, actually became extremely quiet.

And in this case, there is only one possibility.

That is, the Black Dragon Bloodline encountered something far stronger than him.

In other words, in this terrible bookstore, there are many monsters lurking that are more terrifying than his adult bloodline.

The monster was strolling in the bookstore, he took Liu Yu to a place that seemed to be a hospitality, and then, he picked up a cup of unknown material, put a few tea leaves, walked to a machine that seemed to be a very good creation of the Mo family, pressed a button, and the hot water flowed out.

Then he took the cup of tea, walked up to Liu Yu, and handed it over: "Guest, please drink tea!" ”

Liu Yu took the tea stupidly.

The golden tea leaves floated in the teacup, and the dense aura rose up like a fairy mist.

Just smelling it, Liu Yu knew that this cup of tea was precious!

Legend has it that Zulong once summoned the seven most powerful alchemists in the world and the three most powerful legendary powerhouses of the Yin-Yang family, and extracted the world's spiritual herbs and divine medicines to refine a furnace of elixir.

If a mortal takes it, he will be reborn immediately and have the potential to practice.

The monk's service has the miraculous effect of enhancing cultivation and prolonging life!

However, now that this cup of tea in his hand is probably already six points of the potency of the elixir that the ancestral dragon had only refined with the power of the world!

This made Liu Yu shocked and worried.

He had taken refuge in the fog to escape.

The owner of the bookstore, the monster in the mist, instead of blaming him for stepping in rashly, entertained him with a cup of such magical divine tea.

So......

What did He want?

Liu Yu remembers that his mother told him when he was very young - everything needs to be paid.

Therefore, in order to make him the crown prince, he took the initiative to marry his father's sister.

made his cousin, who was six or seven years older than him, his crown princess.

At the time, he was only four years old.

But he is already smart enough to say: If I can take Gillian's cousin as my wife, I will be decorated with a golden house in the future.

Look, even him, the prince of the Xinghan Dynasty, the most favored child by his father.

It is also necessary to pay such a price in order to ascend to the crown prince.

Now, the fog sheltered him, and the monster let him in and gave him a cup of divine tea.

What does He want?

Sell books?

It's not that simple!

However, Liu Yu didn't dare to ask directly, so he thought about it and said, "Can you let me see your collection?" ”

The monster listened, laughter came from the depths of the mist, and he was still calm and relaxed: "Guest, please wait a moment......"

With that, He turned and walked into the silent abyss.

The sound of His footsteps, trampling on the floor.

Liu Yu could clearly feel that all the monsters in this bookstore were avoiding him, but they were always guarding him.

Just like the pandaman guards in Sixian Garden, who swore to protect him to the death.

"So ......," Liu Yu thought, "I'm here...... A lair ruled by a terrible evil god? ”

The Xinghan Dynasty has studied and recognized the evil gods in chaos.

Most of this research and understanding comes from various materials excavated from the ruins of the Xianqin Empire.

In those materials, it is generally mentioned that the consensus of the wise men of the Immortal Qin Empire is that the Chaos Evil God is a monster born after the projection of human spirit and desire in the void.

So, Slaanesh, Tzeentch, Sadism, Nurgle.

They correspond to desire, intrigue, hatred, and sickness.

So......

What does this correspond to?

Liu Yu doesn't know, but it's scary to think about it!