Chapter 37 The pavilion master thought it was worth ten thousand gold?(1/2)
"What, the pilot wants to fight the profiteers to the end?"
Zhang Baike was stunned, holding his greasy hair with both hands, and he was completely awake.
Something is going to happen.
Is the navigator such a hot-tempered person?
Young people just can't keep calm.
What to do, what to do?
Zhang Baike's thoughts were racing, but he couldn't think of any solution for a while.
"arms."
"What is the most powerful weapon in our hands?"
Yang Youyou asked calmly with a solemn expression.
The only solution she could think of at the moment was to strengthen the navigator's force.
"Grenade, rocket launcher?"
Zhang Baike was a little hesitant, not sure whether Yang Youyou's plan was feasible. That was the world of cultivating immortals, and who knew what the practitioners in that world would do.
Although grenades and rocket launchers are not low in power, if there is a conflict, will the navigator have the opportunity to use these weapons?
Even if I use it, can I guarantee my own safety?
"Bring it here."
Yang Youyou ordered decisively without any hesitation.
Zhang Baike:..........
After a brief silence, Zhang Baike sighed. If there were no restrictions on chatting, there might be many ways to persuade the navigator.
But when communication is blocked, there seems to be no other better way.
Zhang Encyclopedia turned around and ran towards the weapons warehouse in a hurry.
At the same time, changes occurred in Tianming Pavilion.
Wisps of fairy light appeared out of thin air, like strips of colorful light, and like clouds and smoke gathering together, rendering this open space like a fairyland.
"Here comes someone."
Seeing this vision, the surrounding guests suddenly became energetic.
This is the vision that Wu Miaoxuan will inevitably have every time he appears.
"We sincerely welcome the arrival of the master of the pavilion."
The waitresses on the first floor knelt down and bowed their heads, placed their hands flat on their lower abdomens, palms down, and shouted respectfully.
Their voices may be soft, sweet, or seductive.
But at this moment, it seems particularly unified.
The atmosphere instantly became solemn and solemn.
In such an atmosphere, an extremely gorgeous silver-white chariot slowly descended from upstairs.
The dome has a white gauze curtain hanging down.
The walking chariot has its own special effect of gentle breeze, making the curtains sway slightly rhythmically.
While walking in the chariot, Wu Miaoxuan was wearing a beautiful and gorgeous silver hair crown, kneeling on it, her posture was upright, as solemn, holy and elegant as a goddess.
When the guests in the store saw this, they all looked solemn, cautious and respectful.
"Congratulations to the Master of the Pavilion."
They stood up almost at the same time and bowed to Wu Miaoxuan to show their respect. Only Liu Xian sat at the table and showed no reaction.
"Good morning, everyone."
Behind the gauze curtain, Wu Miaoxuan's beautiful face full of intellectual temperament has slightly raised lips, and her eyes are as bright as morning stars.
Her red lips parted slightly, and her graceful voice spread throughout the lobby.
Wu Miaoxuan's eyes swept over everyone, and he was in a very good mood.
This is all small money.
"Here."
After receiving Wu Miaoxuan's order, all the guests relaxed.
Wu Miaoxuan's eyes finally fell on Liu Xian.
In an instant, Wu Miaoxuan's pupils contracted and her beautiful face turned pale.
Damn it!
The grandness of luck covers the sky and the sun!
The endless luck turns into a vast sea of clouds, with no end in sight.
The brilliance of your destiny reflects the starry sky!
Talk about the scorching sun hanging over the sea of fortune, emitting immeasurable golden light that makes it impossible to see.
With just a quick glance, Wu Miaoxuan's eyes were already red and tears were streaming down his face.
It's too dazzling.
The light of destiny is like the bright sun!
Wu Miaoxuan fell silent.
She had never seen such earth-shattering weather before.
Emperor of Great Xia.
The unknown master.
There are similar weather conditions.
But there should not be such a presence in southern Xinjiang.
There are only a few saints in the whole world.
How could a saint appear in this small southern border?
This makes no sense.
"Pavilion Master, it is this madman who intends to disrupt the order of our Tianming Pavilion."
The waitress who had left angrily held her head high, glanced at Liu Xian arrogantly, and said bad things without politeness.
Wu Miaoxuan:..........
This pavilion master must have heard wrongly.
Liu Xian looked at the waitress with a smile and wished he could laugh twice.
It's really interesting.
Is this considered a slap in the face?
"Pavilion Master, this madman not only disrupts the order of our Tianming Pavilion, but also attempts to eat the King's meal. It is really hateful."
Seeing Liu Xian's unafraid appearance, the waitress became even more disgusted and continued to add more charges to Liu Xian.
Liu Xian remained unmoved and even picked up the exquisite tea cup and tasted the spiritual tea from Tianming Pavilion.
One thing to say, it's really not worth it.
The taste of this thing is similar to that of tea leaves that cost one crystal coin per pound in the hands of shopkeeper Zhang.
I can't say there is no difference, I can only say they are exactly the same.
Just this thing, Tianming Pavilion dares to sell it for one hundred crystal coins!
Liu Xian shook his head slightly.
Too black-hearted.
Wu Miaoxuan:..........
This pavilion master is already numb.
This is playing tricks on me.
That must be it.
Wu Miaoxuan was about to cry but had no tears, and was even a little at a loss.
Holy man.
Not to mention my small stature, even when Tianming Pavilion was at its strongest, if everyone worked together to cast spells, they might not be able to hurt a single hair of the saint.
Don't say that he came to eat the Overlord's meal on purpose. Even if he rapes me, what else can I do?
To be continued...