Botta took another bowl and said, "I heard that he was taken in by his swordsman, the same female swordsman who deliberately lost to him in the semifinals. I don't know where they've gone now, but I'm still in the city, maybe I'll be able to meet them in the competition next year. However, Zheng Lang, your potion is really powerful, is there anything else, give me a bottle for my brother, it's best to attach the antidote, haha. This thing is used well, and the effect is really wonderful. ”

As he spoke, he handed over a "you know" look.

Zheng Lang recalled the appearance of wanting to die with his pants that day, and felt that this could indeed be had. But then again, since the day of the competition, there has been a question that has been haunting my mind, why did Otatu Aban carry such a dangerous restricted-level potion with him, and what did he usually use it for? But remembering that the queen was dressed in leather and stepped on leather boots with a whip in her hand, Zheng Lang tried to extinguish the thought of dying.

Just as he was thinking about it, the subject walked in, and Her Majesty "snapped" on the table, and the nine thousand had been on the shoulders of the house Tuaban recently, supposedly to strengthen the deep friendship of the people of the two districts and prepare for the complete end of the civil war.

But Zheng Lang felt that the real reason was not like this, but at the position of the shoulder, and the angle of lowering his head was convenient for watching the ball.

Zhaitu Aban said: "Zheng Lang, it's almost over, the boss is also waiting at the door, let's go." ”

Zheng Lang nodded, stood up, and picked up another bowl of wine: "Yijiyuan, Uncle Porta, this journey can be regarded as knowing two real men, I will go now, I hope there will be a time to see you again." ”

The two men also picked up the wine bowls: "What are you talking about, isn't it just across a wall, if you want to drink, come out to us at any time." ”

"Good". As soon as the three of them dried the wine, Zheng Lang put down the wine bowl, and Wu Meiniang and Jiba Dashi were already waiting there at the door.

The group walked all the way to the gate of the Doushen area, and several soldiers who guarded the gate had already recognized the new Doushen Lord, and the appearance and battle video highlights of the Doushen Lord were widely played throughout the Doushen City through the magic imaging device, Zheng Lang is now the new idol of the Doushen City, which can be said to be unknown to everyone.

A few soldiers came up and greeted: "Welcome to the arrival of the new Lord Doushen, but according to the regulations, no one can enter the Doushen area with Lord Doushen, this, you see?" ”

"Blind, how can this be considered irrelevant?" Zheng Lang glared, put on the arrogance of a high-class character, pointed to the girls who followed, and said: "In my opinion, these are not people, just daily necessities that take care of the life of this fighting god, understand?" Must be brought in. ”

Brother Bing suddenly realized: "Oh, day, daily necessities." I see, well, let it go. Inside the Fighting God, there will be soldiers to take you to meet the mayor of the capital, who has been waiting for you for a long time. "The god of fighting has a lofty status in the city of the god of fighting, and the brother of the soldier doesn't want to offend Zheng Lang for this little thing, the previous gods of fighting will come out to hunt, relying on the privilege to bring the girl inside, Zheng Lang is not the first.

Zheng Lang felt that there was a problem with Brother Bing's sentence when he read the words, but at this time, correcting it would undoubtedly become darker and darker, so he followed the soldiers who led the way and walked through the gate with the girls, and the muttering of Brother Bing behind him made him almost fall to the ground.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of Lord Doushen, the realm is beyond my imagination, and that black cat is also a daily necessity, tsk."

Led by the leading soldiers, a group of people walked all the way to a palatial palace, with huge decorative columns supporting a high arc roof, and the walls were covered with colorful colored lattice glass, which was filled with a strong religious atmosphere, and there was a faint echo of chanting.

Zhaitu Aban pointed at the black cat and smiled presumptuously: "Hahaha, this is also a supply, I laughed to death, that soldier brother is really imaginative." ”

Zheng Lang was full of black lines, too lazy to take care of this crazy woman. The more he walked, the more silent he became, even more so after entering the palace.

The interior of the palace is simply furnished, with a large long table common in the Middle Ages in the center, and several delicate candlesticks on the top.

At the end of the table sat a middle-aged man with a big belly, who looked very amiable, with a kind face, giving people a deep sense of trust, starting from the seat closest to him, five figures sat on the left side, both men and women, and the common point was that each was extraordinary. One of them had a vague shadow of his pants between his eyebrows, and the seat on the right was empty.

The one sitting in the middle should be the mayor of the city, the supreme power of the Fighting God City, and the five people on that side are the five existing fighting gods in the city.

Uncle Kind stood up and greeted Zheng Lang and said, "Then let's welcome this year's new fighting god, Zheng Lang!" After speaking, he took the lead in applauding, and the five fighting gods also stood up and applauded with face.

The applause stopped, Mayor Du pressed down with his palm, signaled quiet, and then said to Zheng Lang: "Come on, what kind of gift do you bring, so polite, ah?" What did you say? No? Aren't these girls a gift to me? Well, that can also sit. Hehe. ”

The mayor of the capital was full of holy light, but he said shameless words, as a saint, he was really not ordinary, he was not a little cheeky, and he couldn't get into this position.

After greeting for a while, everyone sat down on the right side, and the five fighting gods on the opposite side sat precariously, without saying a word, exuding invisible pressure. The mayor of the city also returned to his position and took the initiative to introduce: "Zheng Lang, you are right, I am the mayor of the city of Doushen." ”

Really.

"The few people sitting here are the fighting gods of the previous conferences, and after that, everyone will be colleagues, so don't be too polite. After the dinner, someone will naturally take you to choose a place to stay. Of course, the most important thing in this meeting is that I will personally distribute the most valuable reward of the Fighting God Conference, so take it. After speaking, the mayor clapped his hands.

A guard stepped forward with a box and placed it in front of Zheng Lang. Zheng Lang looked down and saw that there was a pill and a magic contract in the box.

Mayor Du sat in his seat and said in a voice full of temptation: "Hehehe, this is the biggest reward of the Fighting God Conference, the people who can obtain the Fighting God Throne are all people who stand at the top of this world, is Zheng Doushen worried about the level limit of level fifty." However, as long as you take this medicine and sign this contract again, you can break through the level limit of the world, and level 50 is no longer the highest level that limits you, you can get a maximum of 100 levels! ”

Routine! Zheng Lang snorted, such an obvious routine.

replaced Bota, a fool who had muscles in his head and blindly pursued martial arts, probably took the medicine without saying a word, but with Zheng Lang, how could he take the initiative to jump into the pit so easily.