No matter what happens to the ninth layer of the Soul Suppression Tower, it has nothing to do with Wutian.

The only thing he was unhappy about was that he didn't see a few major artifacts on the bridge.

Originally.

If it weren't for the rescue of Qiankun Demon City, he would have died under Tongtianqiao, and this account would not have been settled like this!

But Su Lao obviously didn't want him to meet with several major artifacts of Tongtianqiao.

With an irritable mood, Wutian left the Soul Suppression Tower.

For a while, he didn't know where to go?

In this state, it is not suitable for retreats.

He entered the city and walked aimlessly through the streets.

Everywhere they passed, pedestrians retreated to the sides, looking at Wutian curiously.

"It's lawless!"

"I finally saw him in person. ”

"I really wanted to see his true face, but unfortunately it was blocked by the mask. ”

"It's better not to look at it, there are rumors that his face is full of scars, which is terrifying. ”

"How so?"

"Some people say that his face was destroyed by himself with a knife. Some people also say that his original appearance is someone else's. Others say that he was born like this. ”

"In short, there are different opinions on this matter, and no one knows which one is true. ”

"If there is such a thing, his life must be full of ups and downs!"

People whispered to each other.

Wutian turned a deaf ear, and walked silently forward.

Unconsciously.

He came to the Drunken Dream Building and stopped at the door of the building.

Originally.

Emperor Tian was covered in the blood of hell here, and the father ordered the drunken dream building to be closed for rectification.

Afterward.

After finding out the source of the blood of hell, the owner of the Drunken Dream Mansion pleaded again and again, and God allowed them to reopen.

Just in the beginning.

People are still a little afraid to come to the drunken dream building.

Because they are all afraid.

What if I also have the blood of hell in my body?

But as time passed, the incident was gradually forgotten.

The Drunken Dream Building has gradually returned to its former peak.

Lobby.

A few guys were busy, and soon one of them noticed Wutian standing at the door.

He hurriedly walked out and said respectfully: "Meet the Child, if the Childe doesn't dislike it, please go and sit inside?"

"Lawless!"

The other guys, as well as the diners in the lobby, were shocked and hurriedly got up to salute.

Wutian lowered his head, as if he didn't hear.

The people on the surrounding streets, the people in the drunken dream building, are all afraid to come out at the moment.

The atmosphere was particularly heavy.

"What's going on, what's going on?"

Suddenly.

A displeased cheer came from the tenth floor.

Immediately followed.

A purple figure fell from the sky and landed in the lobby, it was none other than Yuan Steward!

He glanced at the diners around him with an old-fashioned look, and then looked at the door of the building with disdain.

"Lawless!"

His eyes suddenly widened, and his old-fashioned anger and disdain disappeared in an instant, replaced by a smirk.

"Son of the Heavens, please come inside. ”

He ran to Wutian's side, and the appearance of nodding and hunching made the diners around him can't help but be disdainful.

Wutian finally raised his head, looked at Steward Yuan, and frowned, "You're not dead?"

"Dead?"

Steward Yuan was stunned, his face changed suddenly, and he knelt on the ground with a puff.

"Childe, last time I was blind, hurt your friend, and humiliated you, I have repented, I really know my mistake, please be merciful. ”

He thought that Wutian had come for the sake of the last time.

In fact, he didn't know that Wutian had always thought that this fat man and that guy were tortured to death by Li Tian, so when he saw Steward Yuan, he asked like this.

And the reaction of the Yuan steward after hearing it also made him quite stunned.

After a little.

He shook his head and walked into the Drunken Dream Tower.

Steward Yuan wiped a cold sweat, got up and looked at a few guys, and shouted, "Why don't you go and prepare a quiet Accord for the Heavenly Prince!"

"Yes. ”

A few guys answered, and immediately got busy.

It wasn't until the guy took Wutian up to the tenth floor and entered an Accord that the Yuan Steward breathed a sigh of relief.

How could this evil star suddenly come to the Drunken Dream Tower?

Next, you have to be careful, lest you provoke him again, and then it will be troublesome.

Not for a while.

The guy exited from the Accord and came to the lobby.

Steward Yuan hurriedly ran up and said in a low voice, "What is he doing here?"

The guy shook his head and said, "I don't know, he asked for a pot of wine, and nothing else." ”

Steward Yuan advised: "You must treat him well, otherwise the previous Zhang Liu will be a lesson for you." ”

Zhang Liu is the guy who delivered the wine in the first place.

There is no doubt that this person has died, at the hands of Li Tian.

If it weren't for the fact that Steward Yuan was the strongest person in Hengyu, Li Tian would have killed him.

However, although he escaped, now when he thinks of the torture he suffered in the Soul Suppression Tower, the Yuan Steward can't help but feel terrified.

That young man is simply the devil!

As soon as the guy heard Zhang Liu, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils, nodded to Steward Yuan, and went to get wine for Wutian.

"God forbid, before Wutian leaves, don't make any trouble!"

The Yuan steward personally sat behind the counter to prevent accidents, and his heart was also praying vigorously, and he was extremely worried.

Inside the Accord.

Wutian sat by the window, looking at the scenery outside, his eyes flickering, no one knew what he was thinking.

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door.

The man pushed open the door and placed a delicate wine jug and glass in front of Wutian.

"Childe, the little one will always be guarding outside, if there is any need, just give it orders. ”

The man said a respectful word, and then turned and left.

Wutian Dao: "Wait. ”

The man said, "Childe, please command." ”

Wutian said: "Has there been any major events in Dongzhou recently?"

"Big deal?"

The guy was stunned and puzzled: "Childe, please forgive Xiao's bluntness, you have a noble status and strong strength, no matter what happens in Dongzhou, won't someone sue you as soon as possible?"

Wutian said: "I've been in retreat lately. ”

"I see. ”

The guy thought for a while and said, "Actually, it's not a big deal, like the battle between the giant monument and the ancient scorpion, the giant monument is the second life carrier of the father, you must know it." ”

"Huh?"

Suddenly.

Wutian turned his head to look at the guy, his eyes shining.

"Childe, spare your life!"

The man's body trembled, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

But he really couldn't figure it out in his heart, whether it was his attitude or words, he was very careful, how could he provoke this evil star?

Wutian asked, "Who is suing you that the giant monument is grandpa's second life carrier?"

"Yes...... Su Lao and Xi Lao, the giant monument also admitted it himself......"

The man was trembling and terrified.

Wutian immediately took out the Celestial Phenomenon Order and sent a message to Su Lao and Xi Lao.

Su Lao and the two also replied soon.

After Wutian looked at them one by one, his eyes were full of disappointment.

It turned out that the giant monument was the second life carrier of the grandfather, and it was just a lie of Su Lao and others.

Just now he thought that his grandfather was really not dead.

Unexpectedly, it was just an empty joy.

"You get out!"

Wutian put away the celestial order and commanded in a low voice.

"Yes. ”

The man got up and looked at the back of the lawless man, his eyes full of doubt.

What's wrong with him?

Why is it so listless?

The man turned and left, closed the door, and left Wutian alone, clutching his glass and jug, and pouring himself a drink.

His heart is very irritable now.

In fact, even he didn't know why he was in such a mood.

Is it because the little demon god allowed Gongsun Haoshu and others to go to the Soul Suppression Tower to cultivate?

Or is it because of the fact that there are several major artifacts of the bridge?

Or is it because I remembered my grandfather when I entered the reincarnation city?

I don't know if I know the sky, but I feel unhappy, I panic, and I want to find someone to vent.

......

Time flies.

Evening.

A crowd of people swarmed into the Drunken Dream Building.

There were fifty or sixty people in total, all of them handsome men and beautiful women, dressed in gorgeous costumes, and all of them had extraordinary temperaments.

Looked at.

Steward Yuan hurriedly greeted him, looked at the purple-clothed young man at the head, and said with a smile: "Su Shao, what kind of wind is blowing you here today." ”

The young man in purple said proudly: "Today is Ben Shao's birthday, Ben Shao wants to charter the entire Zuimeng Building, and invite my friends, you go and arrange it." ”

"Chartered the Drunken Dream Building?"

Steward Yuan frowned slightly.

"Do you need me to say it a second time?"

For the dullness of the Yuan steward, the young man in purple was very dissatisfied.

"Su Shao, you should also know the purpose of my Zuimenglou, customers first, everyone is equal, and there has never been a precedent for chartering, can you please move elsewhere?"

Steward Yuan said politely.

But the purple-clothed young man was not so polite, and said disdainfully: "If it weren't for my grandfather, the reincarnation city would have been razed to the ground by the Divine Mansion, not to mention that you were just a drunken dream building? Hurry up and arrange it for Ben Shao, otherwise Ben Shao will order the Drunken Dream Tower to be blocked now!"

Steward Yuan clasped his hands, there was a thick anger in the depths of his eyes, and shouted: "Come on, clear the field!"

"I'm really sorry. ”

"This meal, count me as drunk Menglou to invite everyone. ”

"I'm sorry. ”

Time.

The guys in Zuimenglou were very busy, apologizing to the guests, waiving the guests, and personally sending the guests out of the Zuimenglou.

Not for a while.

The drunken dream building became empty and deserted.

The guys started cleaning up again, cleaning up the leftovers on the table.

Steward Yuan commanded the audience, but his eyes would look towards the tenth floor from time to time.

"Brother Su, there is still a person up there who hasn't left. ”

A young man in white pointed to an accord on the top of the tenth floor and said to the young man in purple.

Dozens of handsome men and beauties looked up one after another, and a hint of playfulness rose in their eyes.

The purple-clothed young man felt that his face was completely gone, and said, "Steward Yuan, this is what you do? Believe it or not, Ben Shao will order now, and block your drunken dream building?"

A guy hurriedly said: "Su Shao, the person above the tenth floor is ......"

Steward Yuan shouted, "Shut up, is it your share to interject here?

"Yes. ”

The fellow respectfully answered, bowed his head and continued to clean.

But he was very puzzled in his heart, why didn't Steward Yuan let him say it? If Su Shao knew that Wutian Gongzi was also here, he would definitely not dare to be so arrogant.