"Chen Shouyi!"

When Liu Jieshan saw the comer, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"Questions?"

Chen Shouyi was unhurried, every step was like stepping on Liu Jieshan's heart, making Liu Jieshan's blood surge.

"Is this what you mean or is it the meaning of Drunken Immortal Tower?"

Liu Jieshan's heart trembled, and his face was full of fear.

"For the time being, Mr. Eleven meant!"

Chen Shouyi's expression was solemn.

"I see!"

When Liu Jieshan heard this, he couldn't help but look gloomy.

He looked back at Mu Qingtian and wanted to say something, but in the end, he just hugged his fist and left.

"Shopkeeper Chen, why are you here?"

Mu Qingtian ate a handful of Hui Yuan Dan, finally recovered a little vitality, and stood up.

"Maude is inconsistent, Mr. Eleven is worried that your trip will not go well, let me take a look!"

Chen Shouyi secretly rejoiced, fortunately it was himself who came, if it was his subordinates, it was estimated that he would not be able to suppress Liu Jieshan's old guy.

"It seems that Mr. Eleven is the boss behind your Drunken Immortal Building!" Mu Qingtian guessed.

"Ignorance!"

The big black dog, who had recovered from the shock, glanced at Mu Qingtian and said disdainfully.

"Dead dog, as far as you know a lot, then tell me, who is Mr. Eleven?"

Although the big black dog is known as a jack of all trades, Mu Qingtian doesn't believe that he really knows everything about this world.

"There are three hundred and sixty-five days in December all year round, and Shopkeeper Chen should be the first day in November!"

The big black dog squinted at Chen Shouyi, looking disdainful.

"Your Excellency?"

The big black dog casually broke around, but Chen Shouyi looked solemn and asked with his fists.

"You're too young, it's normal not to know the dog, go back and ask your little eleven, he should have heard of the dog's prestige!" the big black dog waved his paws impatiently.

The flipping posture made the little little dot and the blue scale eagle on the side worship.

This is the shopkeeper Chen, who knocked the old man of the Wandering Realm away with one punch, and the big black dog didn't take him seriously at all, which was simply too awesome.

However, Mu Qingtian, who knew the heels of the big black dog, had a look of contempt, and the dead dog was pretending to mix garlic again.

Chen Shou was reluctant to reveal the big black dog, and he was not reluctant, and asked Mu Qingtian to go back to his life after a few words.

Without Liu Jieshan, even if Mo Deshui's government soldiers were dispatched, they would not be able to catch up with Mu Qingtian and them, after all, not everyone had a fifth-order demon bird mount.

"Dead dog, what's going on with the Drunken Immortal Building, and who is Mr. Eleven?" On the back of the blue scale carving, Mu Qingtian kicked the big black dog and asked.

He knows very well that there is no such thing as goodwill without a reason in this world.

"I don't know much about the Drunken Immortal Tower, I only know that this is a mysterious organization rooted in the red world, but beyond the world. ”

After some explanation by the big black dog, Mu Qingtian knew the level of this Drunken Immortal Building.

Three hundred and sixty-five days in December in the four seasons of the year, representing the three hundred and eighty-two masters of the Drunken Immortal Building, one year is the landlord, the four seasons are the four elders, and there are twelve gentlemen and three hundred and sixty-five shopkeepers under the seat.

It is not known how many others were under these three hundred and eighty-two.

The Drunken Immortal Building has a profound background and strong strength, but it has never participated in secular battles, nor has it ever bullied others, unless the Yuanling Continent suffers a catastrophe, this sleeping behemoth will show its fangs.

The reason why the big black dog knew these things was because when it followed the earth master back then, it was fortunate to meet the Drunken Immortal Tower and the four elders back then.

"Regarding the Drunken Immortal Building, the secular Lower Five Realms martial artists only know that this is a restaurant that has opened all over the continent, with huge connections and wealth, even if it is a cultivator of the Middle Five Realms, there are not many people who know the inside story of the Drunken Immortal Building. ”

Speaking of this, the big black dog was a little secretive, because when the earth master talked about the Drunken Immortal Building, he also looked solemn.

"In that case, why should they help me, isn't this contradictory to their way of life?"

"I don't know about this either!"

After talking for a long time, the big black dog came to say this.

"Dead dog, you are too unreliable, the master still thinks you are really a jack of all trades!"

......

When Mu Qingtian and the others traveled all the way to Yandu, Chen Shouyi had already returned to the Drunken Immortal Tower in Yanling City.

"Mr. Eleven!"

Chen Shouyi clasped his fists and saluted.

"Coming back, how's it going?"

Mr. Eleven stood on the roof of the building, standing in the wind, his shirt fluttering, indescribably chic.

"Mo Deshui asked Liu Jieshan to make a move, but he was scared back by me, before that, he was pierced through his palm by a fingering move made by Mu Qing Angel, and he couldn't even resist the fragments of the seven-grade spirit weapon!"

When Chen Shouyi talked about this, his eyes were full of approval, he had lived for such a long time, and it was the first time he had encountered such a demon.

"Oh, it shouldn't be!"

Mr. Eleven never doubted the authenticity of Chen Shouyi's words, but this was not at all in line with common sense.

It's normal to be strong with a weak attack, but a martial artist of the Pneumatic Realm actually injured a cultivator of the Divine Journey Realm, or when the other party sacrificed a defensive spiritual weapon, this is different.

Not to mention defensive spirit weapons, even if a Divine Journey Realm cultivator stood there and did not move, it would be difficult for a Pneumatic Realm martial artist to swing a sharp weapon to slash, it would be difficult to cause damage, after all, there was a qualitative difference between True Yuan and ordinary Yuan Qi.

"It seems that Mu Qingtian is not just a child of the Shenmu Clan?"

Mr. Eleven's eyes showed an interested look.

"What's even more peculiar is that the black dog beside him seems to be very familiar with my Drunken Immortal Tower, and when I asked about its origin, it said that Mr. Eleven should have heard of its name. ”

Although Chen Shouyi felt that the words of the big black dog were bragging, he also told Mr. Eleven truthfully.

"It turned out to be it!"

What shocked Chen Shouyi was that Mr. Eleven really knew its origin.

"Is it?"

Chen Shouyi was shocked, if the big black dog was really a demon beast of the same era as Mr. Eleven, then this matter would not be simple.

"Sister Dong once mentioned to us that in that battle, the earth master was followed by a stray dog, which shuttled through the battlefield, helped the formation master arrange the field, and destroyed many demons!"

At this moment, Mr. Eleven finally knew the origin of Mu Qingtian's field technique, and he should be the inheritor of that Earth Master.

"No, if it's really that stray dog, how can it survive?" Chen Shouyi was shocked.

If the big black dog has some powerful bloodline, it is not surprising that it can survive to this day, but it is just an ordinary black dog, it is impossible to have such a longevity, and it is not like its bone age!

"The dog was indeed injured back then, but with the means of the earth master, it doesn't seem to be difficult to save it and seal it alive!"

Mr. Eleven smiled and continued: "I will continue to travel to the Eastern Regions, and I may not come back in a short time, you can keep an eye on Yandu!"

"My subordinates understand!"

When Chen Shouyi heard this, he was immediately overjoyed.