Ye Ziyu and their wine and food were served one after another, in addition to the chickens and ducks, the shopkeeper also specially served a bear's paw.

Probably because of the extraordinary background of the two of them, the meaning of friendship is in it.

Looking at the table of sumptuous wine, especially the bottle of Lingjiang Liquor with strong aura, the aroma of wine penetrated into the heart and lungs.

But Ye Ziyu and the others had no intention of moving chopsticks, because it wouldn't be long before a human race would be disemboweled, and it would become a delicacy on this dinner table.

But what makes them suffer the most is that they can't do anything about it, they can only stare at it like this, and the feeling of being powerless is not comfortable.

A short time later, an intricately carved food cart was carried up.

The two shirtless men pushed the food cart to the table of Deng Fan and the others.

When the men at the table saw the main course appearing, they immediately shouted, "Why did it take so long for me to die?"

"You say he's a human heart with this thing, what's the matter? It doesn't look much different from a monkey's heart."

Deng Fan raised his hand to suppress everyone's discussions, and hugged his fists at the two men and said, "It's time to drive the two."

The two men were expressionless, looking at the person who deliberately provoked the thorn and said that it was a monkey's heart, and said lightly, "Don't you want to inspect the goods? This will show you clearly!"

After speaking, I saw him suddenly lift the white cloth, revealing a human body in the dining car.

In the private room, Ye Ziyu's head was clenched, Nanshuang couldn't help it after all, she stood up at once, and was about to rush out of the door.

Ye Ziyu hurriedly stopped him, shook his head with a heavy face, and said, "It's late, he's already dead."

Inside the dining car, there was a human body that had been stripped to ***.

Looking at his face, he was a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, with a melon and fruit stuffed in his mouth, and a white cloth covering his chest, but red blood had seeped out of it.

The chest was a bloody red, shocking.

The men on the table looked at each other, and Deng Fan couldn't help but glance at them twice.

After reading it, my heart moved, I didn't expect that there was really real human blood food in this Qingfeng Building, which is really uncommon in Lingjiang City.

The men sang and drank wildly, and after the wine was hot.

One of them suddenly got up, and the drunken one was about to toast Deng Fan, who was sitting in the first place.

I saw him staggering over, and most of the wine in the cup had been spilled before he could drink it.

When he came to Deng Fan's side, he raised his glass and said, "Brother Deng, thanks to you and your brothers, you were able to enter the City Lord's Mansion to serve Lord Luan, if it weren't for Brother Deng's appreciation, how could the brothers eat the living hearts in this Qingfeng Building!"

Everyone got up together and said, "What Niu Si said is right, Brother Deng is our benefactor."

Deng Fan smiled and waved his hand, "It's my honor for my brothers to come, let's work together to serve the city lord!"

"What Brother Deng said is that in the future, we will be a dog in the City Lord's Mansion, and whoever the City Lord asks me to bite, my old cow is absolutely not ambiguous!"

Everyone laughed when they heard this, and talked for a while, Deng Fan's expression changed, and he looked at everyone and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, there is one thing, I didn't explain it to you before, but now that you have all successfully joined the City Lord's Mansion, there are some things that I can't help but explain to you."

The men looked solemn, and they all got up and hugged their fists and said, "Brother Deng, please speak."

Deng Fan raised his hand and pressed down, motioning for everyone to sit down.

After sitting down, Deng Fan looked around vigilantly.

Then he lowered his voice and said to the men, "Everyone has been in Lingjiang City for a long time, and they must know a thing or two about the rules of this city lord's mansion."

Speaking of this, the man who was most happy couldn't wait to say, "Brother Deng, don't worry, a few of us have been in Lingjiang City for hundreds of years, and the rules here......

Deng Fan glared at him coldly, waved his hand and said, "Sit down and listen to me finish speaking."

The man was immediately frightened and his back was cold

Sweat, leaning back on his ass, sat down on the floor without paying attention.

The men didn't dare to laugh, and looked at Deng Fan with solemn expressions.

Deng Fan showed a look of disgust in his eyes, if it weren't for the fact that there was such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in front of him, he would definitely not look for these deflated and down-and-out households.

Clearing his throat, Deng Fan continued: "Recently, there will be a big move in Lingjiang City, not only Lingjiang City, but even the entire Lingjiang Dao, and the forces of my demon clan will be mobilized."

The men listened attentively to Deng Fan's narration, and with the experience of the person in front of them, no one dared to interrupt again.

Ye Ziyu and the others have a keen sense of hearing, but this Deng Fan's voice is too small, and there are some unique languages of the demon clan, Ye Ziyu is unclear.

Then he turned his gaze to Nanshuang and saw a thoughtful look in her eyes.

Ye Ziyu asked, "How is it? What did he say?"

Nanshuang was silent until Deng Fan outside finished speaking.

She dipped her fingers in the wine on the table and wrote a few words.

Ye Ziyu looked fixedly, but saw that it was "Broken Dragon Terrace, war."

When Ye Ziyu was puzzled, a soft sound suddenly came from the screen at the window.

The two of them stood up immediately, and were just about to check, but there was already a graceful figure beside Ye Ziyu.

Su Yunmeng was dressed in white, spotless, and looked at Ye Ziyu on the side with a smile.

Ye Ziyu gave Su Yunmeng a salute, and Nanshuang then hugged his fists in salute.

Su Yunmeng just waved his hand lightly, and just as he was about to speak, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the five Terran characters that Nan Shuang had just written.

Outside, the sound of Deng Fan and the others scribbling came into the box, and Su Yunmengdai frowned slightly.

Shaking his head, he said, "It seems that you already know?"

Ye Ziyu was confused, and was about to ask, but Nanshuang preemptively asked, "Girl, you must know more than us, and I hope the girl will give you advice."

Su Yunmeng smiled slightly, raised his hand and waved out an inconspicuous white light, which instantly enveloped the entire private room.

Isolated from the prying eyes from the outside, she said slowly: "What kind of place is Broken Dragon Terrace, even if you have lived in the depths of the Northern Canggu Forest for a long time, you should know what the three words Broken Dragon Terrace mean to your human race."

Ye Ziyu finally couldn't hold back the doubts in her heart, stood up and asked, "What are you talking about? I don't even know what kind of place this is, can you explain it to me first?"

The smile on Su Yunmeng's face did not change, but when he looked at Ye Ziyu, he couldn't help but have a little more curiosity in his eyes.

Then he turned his head to look at Nanshuang and smiled, "This girl, are you here, or am I here for this little brother?"

Nan Shuang made a gesture of please, to be honest, although she had been famous for a long time about this Broken Dragon Platform, she didn't know much about its specific situation.

The nine-tailed fox clan in front of him has an extraordinary background, and he is more familiar with the things in this demon world than himself, and if he can listen to her explanation, he will definitely have a clearer understanding of the beginning and end of the matter.

Su Yunmeng first poured himself a glass of Lingjiang Brew, and then took a bear paw with chopsticks that hadn't moved much, and pouted: "Defective products, these are all made to fool people, and the wine is even mixed with water, bah blah."

As he spoke, he spat out the drink and the bear's paw.

Wiping his mouth with the handkerchief on the table, Su Yunmeng said slowly: "Broken Dragon Terrace, as the name suggests, was the place where the true dragon died back then, and now, it is a major place for the human race in the central region of this demon world."

When Ye Ziyu heard this, he couldn't help but cough lightly and interrupted twice and asked, "Since this Broken Dragon Platform is the place where the real dragon died, why is it the important land of my human race? The blood of the true dragon is infinitely useful, not to mention that such a terrain can be called a holy land, and the aura is probably even more dense than the heart of this Lingjiang City, right?"

The implication of Ye Ziyu's words was that, as far as what he had learned so far, such a holy land was not something that the human race could occupy at all.

Su Yunmeng said with a smile, "People

The clan is weak, but it is only relative to the huge number of races, this broken dragon platform, if it is a dragon slayer, is it a human race? Is he worthy to occupy the holy place of your mouth?"

Ye Ziyu and Nan Shuang gasped in unison.

Nan Shuang asked incredulously, "Dragon Slayer? Is it the world's strongest man of my human race?"

Ye Ziyu's heart was also shocked, and he asked tentatively, "True Dragon? Isn't it the great supernatural power of the Terran Ascension Realm?"

Su Yunmeng had a helpless expression on his face, and sighed, "Oh my God, you two really don't understand anything, so you dare to come to Lingjiang City to wander around."

Ye Ziyu urged: "Since the girl knows, then don't sell Guan Zi anymore, and continue to explain the whole story to us."

Su Yunmeng was helpless, so he had to continue: "Not all dragons can be called true dragons, this one true word can be said to have taken away the creation of heaven and earth, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the strongest in the world, those who can be called true dragons, the power of the bloodline in their bodies has been refined to the extreme, and a drop of blood contains boundless killing power, which can slash the Ascension and the Demon Emperor."

"If you have to compare the strength of the true dragon with the cultivation of the human race, well, it can be summed up in such a sentence, there is no opponent under the saint."

Nanshuang's mouth opened into an O-shape, although she also had a lot of conjectures about the strength of the real dragon in her heart, but she didn't expect it to be so strong.

Ye Ziyu thought of another question, frowned and asked, "Could it be that the Lord of the Broken Dragon Platform is a Terran Saint?"

Su Yunmeng smiled playfully, shook his head and said, "Fei Ye, Fei Ye, although I don't know the true cultivation of that person, it is certain that he has never broken through the realm of saints."

Ye Ziyu was anxious, directly grabbed Su Yunmeng's hand, and shook it, "What the hell is going on? You can make it clear."

Su Yunmengqiao's face flushed slightly, and she suddenly broke free of Ye Ziyu's hand, then got up and turned her head out of the window.