The people in the restaurant are uneven, there are handsome sons who chant poems and make the moon, and there are also rough men who shout and drink......

Xiao Er stood at the door, as if waiting for someone. Seeing the three of them, their eyes lit up, and they came up with a clear goal.

"Three distinguished guests, please come in."

The three of them were puzzled and vigilant.

"How did you know that the three of us would enter your restaurant," Lin Ziliang said with a faint threat in his tone.

Xiao Er was a little afraid in his heart, and answered truthfully, not daring to hide a little: "There was an adult who asked the little one to greet the three at the door, and now he is waiting on the fifth floor." ”

Shalou, the only restaurant in Shacheng, is thirteen zhang high, with nine floors, and each floor is different.

Wind, flowers, snow, moon, illusion, wine, piano, martial arts, killing. Every floor is a different scene.

The fifth floor is "magic".

thought it was a Hongmen banquet set up by Qiu Shu, but it was overthrown by himself. If Qiu Shu wanted to kill her, in Shacheng, it didn't have to be so complicated.

Follow Xiao Er into the sand building, turn left, and there is a stone door. Xiao Er pressed the mechanism, and the stone door slowly opened.

"A few of you come with the little one," Xiao Er bent down and asked.

Stepping into the stone gate, I was in a trance for a moment, and when I went out again, I had already changed the scene.

Chess falls thoughtfully, isn't this an immortal-like "elevator"? Sure enough, the wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated!

What Qiluo saw was a clear stream and a soft and lush meadow.

What Mu Jun saw was a towering mountain with strange rocks.

Lin Ziliang only saw pavilions and small pavilions, independent of the lotus pond.

"I really don't know who designed this sand building, but it's really a strange person" Shi Jin said that he was well-informed, and he was also impressed by it at the moment.

The three of them have different understandings of beautiful scenery in their hearts, and they see different things. The only thing that is the same is the people in the view.

"Moon Zhenren" Lin Ziliang hugged his fists and saluted.

The person in the scene is not the Moon Ink City that followed the chess.

Seeing him, Qiluo was silent for a long time: "Why is he here?" ”

I don't want to do everything in my heart, but I have to do enough on my face: "Uncle Shi".

The gift of falling chess is neither humble nor resistant, so that people really can't find any mistakes.

At this moment, it is a young and successful and cold and steady Hua Ying real person in the eyes of the world.

Mu Jun was a little surprised when he saw Yuemo City, and remembered that the three of them had said goodbye to him without saying goodbye. But she obviously didn't take it to heart in her heart.

Lying on the table limply, he didn't care about the image: "I suddenly had something last time, and I forgot to talk to you."

That's the explanation.

is familiar with Mu Jun's temperament, and Yuemo City doesn't care. What's more, you don't have to guess to know that it must be done on purpose.

Mu Jun was really tired and panicked, and the chess fell and put away the usual casualness, and Yuemo City was a well-known cherishing words like gold, and the scene was weirdly quiet.

Lin Ziliang, who was exquisite, glanced at Qiluo and knew that she didn't want to see her uncle, and he was the only one to break the atmosphere.

"I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence, Yuezhen also came to this sand city"

"I'm here for her." Yuemo City directly stated his reasons.

He understood, Qiluo deliberately hid from him, avoided him, and might find a chance to escape next time, he didn't have the leisure to play cat and tiger with her.

Besides, there is nothing to hide about this matter.

Hearing this, the chopsticks holding the dish paused.

Now that the male protagonist is straight to the point, if she hides again, it will damage her prestige.

A lie takes a hundred lies to round out, and it's too tiring for her. If you doubt it, you doubt it, anyway, you won't be short of meat.