Months have passed since the Holy City was in turmoil, but the days have to pass, and hunting, farming, and merchants have to start their activities.

Although the major forces are still searching for people everywhere, the inspection is no longer as strict as before, and the Holy City is gradually returning to its former glory.

"Xiao Er serves wine, serves food!"

"Someone is climbing the building again, Wuhu!"

"This is the first time you have climbed the crane tower?"

"When it was over a hundred, I didn't count. ”

A heavy voice rang out, and a man fell and fell to the ground spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Immediately after that, someone stepped forward, and looked behind him to see dozens of people waiting, a scene that has long been commonplace for visitors on the first floor of this place. During this time, for some reason, there are many young people every day, and even the masters of the Three Realms who have been famous for a long time, at least a few hundred people come here every day!

The first appearance of the Wanghe Tower was to train the masters of night hunting, but due to its terrifying pain, as well as the appearance of the Spirit Gathering Array. The cultivation function of Wanghe Tower has gradually been eliminated, from the earliest cultivation holy land, and now it has been transformed into a symbol of the strength of the major wang clans.

Since a month, it has been overcrowded here, and the Wanghe Tower is mixed, and when there are many people, it is easy to have right and wrong, and many forces within it are also prone to conflict.

"How can there be a drunk drinking at the gate, and no one cares?" a young man came to the gate, a look of disgust on his face.

The servant beside him hurriedly stepped forward to cover the young man's mouth, and he whispered: "Little ancestor, don't be like this, this is the doorman recruited by the landlord, and you will ask him when you enter the tower!"

"What, he's a doorman, or a drunk...... Before he finished speaking, a knife was stuck in his position, which happened to be attached to his shoe, until he kicked the knife.

The young man jumped three feet high, and he pointed at the drunkard at the door and scolded, "You drunkard dare to do something to me!"

"If you go over the knife, you can enter! If you can't get over, please go back!" The voice that answered him was only a confused voice, and the drunken man did not even raise his head, but turned his back, as if the threshold at the entrance of the tower was so comfortable.

"Hmph!" In the face of the drunkard's rudeness, the young man opened his mouth and scolded twice, but the servant could not persuade him, he pushed the servant away and scolded: "This little dagger still wants to stop me!"

The young man stepped down, and suddenly his whole body froze in front of the threshold, and countless people came and went, half an hour, a quarter of an hour, an hour......

The servant was about to step forward to help the young man with anxiety, but a knife flew over to block the servant.

"If you want him to die, shake him awake. The drunkard's voice sounded, and the servant's body stiffened, and for a moment he was six gods and no master, and suddenly he slapped his knees and turned away.

In less than half an hour, a bald man came with countless warriors, and he was so imposing that he was about to find someone to settle the score, and by his side was the servant.

The servant pointed to the drunk man lying on the ground and shouted: "Uncle, this is the person, he used a flying knife in one hand, and when he poked it, the young master was stunned!"

The bald man stepped forward and did not look at the drunkard, but turned his head to look at the young master, whose eyes were closed and his face was pale, and fine beads of sweat flowed down his forehead.

"If you want him to die, shake him awake. It was still the same sentence, and the drunkard didn't seem to bother to say a word more, and a slight snoring sounded, which made the big man's irritated eyelids jump.

The bald man took a deep breath, he bowed respectfully to Lei Hu and said in a deep voice: "The little nephew has offended a lot, and I hope that Mr. will spare the little nephew's offense!"

The onlookers were stunned, because the bald man was a direct descendant of the Wang family, surnamed Wang Minghan, and now he was at the peak of the Four Realms, and his strength in the Wang family was in full swing. However, such a fierce tiger is bowing down to a drunkard and begging for mercy!

This has to make everyone think of the terrifying background of this Wanghe Tower, according to rumors, the Wanghe Tower was opened by a big man in the bloody clothing department! Therefore, all the Wanghe Towers are harmonious, and from the beginning of its establishment to the present few decades, only one person has broken this rule.

"Hundred catties of fairy drunk!"

"Heh, a drunk is a drunkard, and he opened his mouth to ask for wine!"

"I really don't know why this landlord is looking for an alcoholic to guard the door!"

"Don't say it, you forgot that you can't even enter the door?"

The whispering voice came into Wang Han's ears, and his face remained unchanged and he turned his head and said, "Go to the Drunken Immortal Building to buy a hundred catties of immortal drunk!"

Everyone behind him was slightly stunned, and under Wang Han's roar, everyone hurriedly ran away.

Half a pillar of incense is less, and a hundred altars of immortals are drunk and filled the mouth of the tower, which makes the onlookers quite spectacular for a while.

"Scatter!" With a soft groan, the knife in front of the young man flashed slightly, and he fell to the ground like a prostration, with an inexplicable look of horror on his face.

"Come!" The hundred altar immortals drunk flew into the air and exploded instantly, only to see a river of wine appear, the drunk man lazily raised his left hand, and saw the river of wine instantly fly towards the wine jug in the drunkard's hand.

The river of wine formed by the drunken immortals of the hundred altars did not leak into the wine jug in the drunkard's hand, and the wine jug was only the size of a palm but not deep.

"Today is full of 100 people, come again tomorrow!" the drunken man stood up lazily and walked straight out, and by this time everyone finally saw the drunkard's face.

The drunkard's hair was gray, his face was covered by messy hair, and a thick smell of alcohol emanated, and everyone kept covering their mouths and noses.

Looking at the decadent drunk, a look of surprise flashed on Wang Han's face, he never thought that this doorman was really such a decadent drunk, and he couldn't figure out the details of this person's cultivation.

But if you bully the people of their Wang family in the Holy City, then don't blame him for being ruthless!

Wang Han's eyes drooped, and he covered up a trace of killing intent, externally he represented the face of the Wang family, which did not allow him to shout with people related to the forces of the Blood Clothes Department without authorization, but if he killed him in private, he would kill it!

The drunken man left, and the gate of the crane tower was closed.

This is what happens every day in Wanghe Tower after the drunkard appears, no one will be curious about where a drunk man goes, but today someone wants to do something to the drunk, then it's another matter.

I saw that the drunkard left the crane tower, and he staggered away, but he fell in front of a brightly lit building at the corner of two streets.

When a lewd-looking little guy saw the drunk, his eyes lit up and he shouted, "The drunken master is here, the girls are coming and greeting!"

Countless warblers and swallows poured out, and soon the drunk was carried in, and no one disliked the smell of wine on the drunkard's body, but everyone was very excited.

I saw this kind of restaurant with colorful lights, and there was a plaque hanging on it with three big characters: Drunken Red Mansion!

The gentlemen in the city, as well as the big people of the big tribes, all know that this is the famous brothel in the holy city.

A night of carnival, the second day, the staggering drunk walked out of the drunken red mansion, his steps were vain as if he had been hollowed out, and he also lowered his head along the way, and the smell of fat powder and wine on his body was mixed together, and everyone he met couldn't help but pinch his nose and detour.

The drunkard staggered to the Wanghe Tower, at this time the Wanghe Tower was already full of people, for the swaying drunks, everyone will consciously give way out, and even the familiar faces mixed in the Wanghe Tower, they will show flattery and hand over a pot of wine.

As for the wine handed over, the drunkard did not refuse to come, and passed straight through the line, and he lay down on the threshold and threw the knife casually, or the same sentence: "If you cross the knife, you can enter! If you can't get over, please go back!"

Everyone has long known the rules of drunken ghosts, so everyone lined up and entered the Wanghe Tower in an orderly manner.

A third of the way through the procession, a woman dressed in red, holding a drawer of buns in her hand, respectfully placed it beside the drunkard: "Senior, please eat." ”

"If you can't get past the knife, you can get in!

The only thing that responded to the girl was this sentence, and the drunkard turned his back to the crowd, as if only the threshold was the object of his communication.

The girl smiled and stepped over the knife, and there were three girls waiting for her inside.

"Nannan, what are you doing with the drunken doorman for breakfast?" The three girlfriends didn't understand Nannan's behavior, as the best woman in the branch of the bloody clothing department, Nannan was destined to soar. And Nan Nan is not pretending to anyone, but half a month ago, he was quite concerned about the drunken ghost at the door of the crane tower.

Nan Nan smiled helplessly and shook her head at the three of them, she said in a deep voice: "Seniors are not ordinary people, if you are willing to step over the seniors' knives every time, you will definitely know the mystery." ”

The three of them were not ordinary small tribe beauty, but when they talked about the knife, the faces of the three of them showed unnatural looks.

"It's just you, you individual people, obviously you've already passed the knife, and you have to go through it every day, I really don't understand you!"

The four girls frolicked, hugging the women, and the four of them climbed towards the Wanghe Tower.

Nan Nan is already a consummation of the second realm, she originally wanted to consolidate her foundation through the Crane Tower, but after countless attempts, the pain is always much higher than the space for progress, and the qi and blood in the body still have not changed.

Until she was stopped by a drunk man once and asked her to step on the knife again, after this step, she climbed the stairs again and quickly consolidated her qi and blood, and the bottleneck that had not been moved for a long time was also loosened.

After that, Nan Nan was grateful to the drunk, and when she found that the drunk only drank alcohol and did not eat a day, she brought food here for three meals.

Just as Nan Nan and her girlfriends went up to the second floor, half an hour later, a tall man came, his momentum was amazing, and everyone avoided him all the way.

"Why is Xiao Nan here! He's a bully of the Xiao family's branch!"

"At a young age, he is already a master of the Three Realms, and after the three members of the Xiao family's main family left, he is the top talent of the younger generation of the Xiao family!"

"It is said that he likes Xiao Nan, and I heard that Xiao Nan has been a little close to drunk men recently......"

"What nonsense are you talking about, the seniors are dedicated to guarding the building, and they are not pretending to outsiders!"

"The drunkard is not a fake color, but what if that Xiao Nan likes this?"