The man riding the tall horse glanced at Zhao Ende, and Zhao Ende's face suddenly turned pale with fright, and his eyes were dodgy, for fear that the man on the horse would see what he was thinking.

And immediately when the man saw Zhao Ende's reaction, he just smiled coldly, and stopped looking at him, this kind of pawn guarding the city gate is not worth noting.

"Look... Is that the third young lady of the Murong Mansion family?"

Suddenly one of the people in the crowd lined up to enter the city whispered, and then three or four young people began to talk.

"That's right, it's the third young lady Murong Xue. I saw her mount, the Red Spirit Horse, which is said to have been given by the elders of the Heavenly Gate Sect, and it is faster than a thousand miles of horses. ”

Out of curiosity, Han Leng also looked in the direction where everyone was watching, and the first thing that caught his eye was the crimson spirit beast, the red spirit horse.

"It turned out to be a first-order spirit beast... Looks like this team is a bit of a good idea. Han Leng recognized the Red Spirit Horse at a glance, because it was just an ordinary first-order spirit beast, it was very easy to tame.

Even so, I didn't see anyone in the Xuanling Sect raising spirit beasts, except for the red-eyed giant snake raised by the ancestor, and since the Xuanlingzi sat down, this red-eyed giant snake gradually regained its wildness, and it had the intention of leaving the sect.

On the back of the red spirit horse was a fair-skinned and beautiful woman, this woman was dressed in a blue strong coat, the tight clothes outlined the woman's moving curves, and the proud twin peaks made the mature young woman in her thirties envious.

This woman is Murong Xue who is talked about by everyone, and the third lady of Murong Mansion, one of the four mansions of Qilu City, is also.

Murong Xue was ordered to go out of the city to beg for thieves, and returned triumphantly, full of spirit, and was about to return to the city to hold a banquet to celebrate, she rode the red spirit horse into the city gate slowly.

When passing by Han Leng, Murong Xue sat down and the red spirit horse suddenly became restless, the two front legs kept lifting and lowering, and Murong Xue tightened the reins in her hand before stopping the red spirit horse's abnormal reaction.

Han Leng, who was standing on the side, cursed secretly in his heart, this little spirit beast's senses are really keen, he just used his spiritual power a little, and he actually let this red spirit horse sense it, but fortunately, he withdrew his spiritual power in time, and the red spirit horse returned to normal.

Han Leng used the Spirit Eye Technique just now, and he guessed correctly, this Murong Xue has a cultivation of the seventh layer of qi refining, and he is a genuine immortal cultivator.

Murong Xue also felt strange in her heart, the usual Chi Lingju was very tame, and she was almost as angry as she was today, or out of a girl's intuition, she couldn't help but glance at Han Leng more, but Han Leng really didn't have anything special except that his clothes were a little better than the people around him, and Han Leng didn't look like a jade tree in the wind, but a sword on the table made Murong Xue feel surprised.

Because Murong Xue herself has a seven-layer cultivation, she can see the extraordinaryness of the dragon pattern sword, although this sword is contained in the scabbard, it is difficult to hide the aura fluctuations that faintly flow out of it.

However, Murong Xue was not a greedy person for money, so although the dragon pattern sword attracted her, she did not show any greedy gaze, but gently patted the red spirit horse and continued to enter the city slowly.

The army of thieves soon entered the city, and Zhao Ende went over to close the city gate and began to continue to ask Han Leng for a deposit.

Han Leng took out three taels of silver from his duffel bag and was about to hand it over to Zhao Ende, but when Zhao Ende was about to take the silver in his hand with a spring on his face, he heard a woman's voice not far from the city.

"Don't take his money, my father likes martial arts all his life, and he has great respect for the knights in the rivers and lakes, for the sake of Murong Mansion's face, let him enter the city." ”

This was what Murong Xue said, and she didn't even look back, just walked slowly towards the city.

After Zhao Ende heard this, where did he dare to slack off, and the hand that stretched out trembled and took it back, if he received this money today, I am afraid that his hand will be cut off tomorrow.

"Young man, don't blame, this is indeed the rule in the city. Since the third lady vouches for you, there is naturally no problem, please go into the city. Zhao Ende immediately changed to a stammering expression, and looked respectful as if he was talking to his own father.

Han Leng sneered in his heart, and secretly said that this gatekeeper is also a sleek person, and he is afraid that no one can beat the ability to steer the rudder when he sees the wind, but he spends three taels less silver because of someone else's words, which is indeed not bad, and he can be more tricky in eating, Han Leng carried his luggage back and swaggered into the city.

After entering the city, he heard the harsh words of the janitor coming from behind him, which made him shake his head and sigh, but he did not come to the city to relieve the victims, but to fill his stomach first.

He walked along a very wide stone road, and as far as the eye could see, there were many shops, and there were pavilions as high as a dozen floors, and he really couldn't figure out what kind of skilled craftsmen could build a house so high.

There is a restaurant about fifty meters away from Han Leng, it may be the reason why there are too many drinkers, a mellow aroma of wine wafts out from that restaurant, and the people on the three streets are intoxicated by the charming aroma of wine, which naturally makes Han Leng smell it, he looked for the sound all the way to the door of the restaurant, and saw the gold lacquer signboard on the door frame, which said "Confidant of the Wine Club", and then walked in.

This restaurant is the largest in Beicheng District, and the largest proprietor is also one of the four mansions, Dongfang Mansion, usually the business in the restaurant is very hot, and many rich and powerful people are willing to come here to taste wine.

"Guest officer, please, what to eat?" The shopkeeper with a white towel on his shoulder immediately greeted him with a smile on his face, and led Han Leng all the way into a single room, probably seeing Han Leng dressed like a rich man, so he didn't take it to those dirty corners.

The shopkeeper wiped the tables and stools in the private room with a towel in front of Han Leng before beckoning Han Leng to sit down.

Han Leng was secretly surprised in his heart, sure enough, these worldly guys were human spirits and could do things. It's much better than the service attitude of the guys in the fireworks hall in the sect.

After sitting down, Han Leng said, "Bring me all your signature dishes, and the wine should be the best." ”

The shopkeeper put the towel on his shoulder and said, "Okay." Then he went to the kitchen and told the cook.

Han Leng relaxed, leaned on the back of the chair and looked out the window, the wooden lattice window divided the street scene outside into many small squares, each square is just opposite the street shop, and the restaurant is opposite the flower shop, so you can see different kinds of flowers, these worldly flowers only have a beautiful appearance, and the ornamental is particularly strong, but the actual effect is not large, except for the chrysanthemums that can relieve fever.

Soon, the shopkeeper slowly walked into the house with a tray, the food had not yet been put on the table, and the room was already full of fragrance, which was appetizing. Han Leng pursed his lips and swallowed.

"This is our signature dish, braised lion's head, fried pork loin, and wild roe deer soup, a great tonic. While arranging the plate, the shopkeeper introduced it to Han Leng over and over again, and only then put a small pot of wine on the table, and said very solemnly: "This is the homemade famous wine of our store, drunk and fragrant." Even the city lord of Lu was full of praise when he drank this wine, that guest officer, you use it slowly, I have to greet other guests, just call me when you check out. ”

Han Leng waved his hand and said, "You go and get busy." ”

The shopkeeper snorted his waist and retreated.

Han Leng looked at the bowl of roe deer soup that had been boiling for a long time, smelling the familiar smell, his heart tightened for no reason, and then his nose began to sour, he rubbed the tip of his nose, tried his best to restrain the urge to shed tears, and then like other ordinary guests, he scooped some soup with a spoon and drank it first.

The taste is delicious, and it is smooth in the throat, moisturizing the throat. After drinking the soup, I started to eat the braised lion's head, and the mouth was full of oil in one bite, but there was no greasy taste, the meat was smooth and delicious, and Han Leng eliminated a big lion's head in two bites.

The food in this restaurant is much better than that made in the Fireworks Palace, and now comparing the two, he only thinks that the Fireworks Hall is only making pig food.

After eating most of the dishes, Han Leng remembered that there was still a pot of wine on the table, he usually didn't drink, and there was no wine sold in the sect, but today he was treating himself, so he naturally didn't care about anything, how comfortable he was.

Han Leng poured a little into the cup, the color of the wine was slightly yellow, the aroma of the wine was intoxicating, Han Leng put the cup to his mouth, and took a small sip gently, the wine was cold in his mouth, and when it passed through his throat, it suddenly became hot, and it felt like taking Pei Yuan Dan.

The wine enters the throat, the lips and teeth are fragrant, the root of the tongue has a sweet aftertaste, and the aroma lasts for a long time, making people slightly drunk.

At this time, Zhou Tianji Yuanying, who had been lying in the dantian, suddenly jumped up, a small body, the red Yuanying with an old man's face sniffed vigorously, until he confirmed the aroma of wine, he took the initiative to send a message to Han Leng: "Are you in the confidant restaurant of the wine party?"

Han Leng did not dissolve the smell of alcohol, but enjoyed this feeling very much, and when he heard Zhou Tianji's transmission, he suddenly sobered up a lot, and replied suspiciously: "Aren't you unable to see the outside world?

Zhou Tianji said: "Although the old man only has the body of the infant left, but the five senses are still there, I smell the wine in your dantian, this is the famous wine drunk in the confidant restaurant of the wine club, and the old man has not drunk this wine for decades." ”

When he said this, Zhou Tianji's eyes showed a look of reminiscence, thinking that he also had a place in Qilu City back then, and this wine club confidante restaurant was his frequent go, and it was also one of the places where he was most nostalgic for Hongchen.

Thinking of the past, Zhou Tianji's mood was very unhappy, why did he not cultivate to the stage of transforming into a god, it was because he was greedy for red dust, because the realm was difficult to break through, he began to look for someone with a green dragon spirit body to take away, and Han Leng, an unlucky bastard, became his target.

"It's okay, old thing, I've tasted it for you, and it tastes really good. Hiccup. Han Leng drank and became open-mouthed, and said what he called Zhou Tianji when he usually only dared to slander in his heart.

Zhou Tianji was a monk in the infancy stage, even a monk with the same cultivation did not call him an old thing, and this time he almost didn't explode on the spot.

"Boy, pay attention to your words and deeds, the old man is also a person who has lived for more than three hundred years, why are you so big and not small!" Although Zhou Tianji was very annoyed, he couldn't do anything to Han Leng, so he could only reproach him verbally.

Han Leng slowed down, an embarrassed look appeared on his face, he hurriedly used his spiritual power to flush away the wine in his body, and said apologetically: "The junior is rude, this wine is too strong, I hope Senior Zhou will forgive me." ”

Hearing Han Leng's sincere and quick apology, Zhou Tianji regained the feeling of his peak, and immediately made an appearance of an adult with a lot of open-mindedness, and said: "Although this drunken group is fragrant, it is also strong, the first time you drink, it is understandable to be drunk, and the old man will not care about your recklessness." ”

Han Leng immediately said in a flattering tone: "Thank you seniors for your kindness, the kid will definitely not offend your old man in the future." "But in my heart, I called the word old thing countless times.

"Well, how can the old man bother with you, but you have to do the old man a favor. Zhou Tianji said sharply.

Now Han Leng is at a loss, didn't this old guy ask me to take him back to the sect, why do you have other favors for me to help?