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Chapter 99 Meeting the old man in the tavern

Mrs. Mu's eyes became extremely deep, as if at the deepest bottom of the sea, there were huge fish swimming slowly, about to sway their wings and tails, causing shocking waves.

Suddenly, she closed her eyes, and when she opened the next moment, she could no longer see any anger, but only an absolute and heart-pounding calm.

It is still the deepest bottom of the sea, without raging waves, but with pressure that mortals cannot bear.

"I opened my eyes and saw the little white dot in the stormy waves. I thought it was a seagull, representing my freedom in this life."

She was silent for a while and continued, "Many years later, until I was expelled from Daxizhou by the emperor, I still thought so, so I didn't feel lost, but instead thought it was what I wanted. However, it was on that day that I realized that the little white dot I saw was not a seagull, but a sail."

"Zhou Dufu came alone on a boat and returned bored - until I knew the truth of this story, I realized that my life was never free. The white sail represents coming and going, which means that we must return to our former hometown, which is the meaning of my life."

Little Heilong didn't understand the meaning of Mrs. Mu's words.

Mrs. Mu had no idea to continue to explain and left directly in front of the cliff.

Countless years ago, she was expelled from Daxizhou by the emperor's uncle for excuses, began to travel on the mainland, met many amazing people, and eventually became the queen of the demon clan.

With her intelligence and means like ice and snow, she gained the trust and love of Baidi and the trust and friendship of the Saint of Tianhai. However, what she did not expect was that Baidi and the Demon Lord had a big battle in the snowfield north of Hanshan and both suffered losses. The Shangxingzhou, which had been hidden for many years, suddenly started to rise.

Her judgment of the situation was still accurate, and she stood on the side of Shang Xingzhou without hesitation and received the other party's promise.

Seeing the situation gradually coming into control and the major events that had been planning for many years were about to succeed, the emperor's uncle she trusted and even admired since childhood suddenly died.

What happened on the cliff of Saint Maiden Peak has been heard one after another.

The plan of Daxizhou has been exposed, and many people have turned their attention to Baidi City and her. The unique red and Infinite Bi have even come.

Logically speaking, she should be very nervous at this time, at least she is a little uneasy, but she is still as calm, calm and confident as in previous years.

The white sails fluttered in the wind, and looked extremely eye-catching in the turbid red river water.

The big boat broke through the waves and reached the other side.

She walked up the stone steps and walked towards the upper palace.

Thousands of demon soldiers on both sides of the stone steps saluted one after another.

In the streets not far away, countless people from the demon clan knelt on the ground, shouting all kinds of greetings and greetings.

When she arrived in front of the palace, her hands gently stroked her lower abdomen in her sleeves.

Then she turned around and looked down at the white city with a confident smile on her indifferent face.

This is her city.

Even if there is a different couple, Chen Changsheng, the national church giants and Wang Po came together, and it was a dead end.

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The demon law is very simple, only seventeen pages.

The first page is very clear: Baidi City belongs to Baidi.

A very nice addition was made on the second page: Baidi City also belongs to every demon clan's people living in it.

In fact, the sentence on the first page has been executed thoroughly over the years, while the sentence on the second page is still only on paper.

For the people of the demon clan, the glory of the demon clan will make them proud of living in Baidi City, but become the real master of Baidi City? That can only be imagined, and they can't even dare to think about it, unless they have drunk a lot of wine and are drunk.

Maybe it is because of this, and more because of personality, most demons like to drink, especially spirits.

The outer city along the river in Baidi City is full of taverns. These taverns sell cheap but powerful wine, poor taste but relatively expensive food, and grab a lot of money from the lower class and the young tribal people who come to sell goods.

Places like this are surrounded by the fishy smell of animal skins, feet odor, and vomit after drinking every day, so they are naturally extremely unpleasant. If it weren't for the very close to the river surface, the Department of Health would send people to rinse the Red River water every day, so I'm afraid that even the hunters of the Gaoling Tribe would not be able to stand it.

A very ordinary tavern by the river is as noisy as other taverns. The back door is as deserted as other houses, with a mountain-like bowl and wine glass. The only difference is that the figure squatting in front of the basin was extremely burly, looking like a real mountain.

The mountain-like man lowered his head and washed the dishes silently, as if the noisy world behind him had nothing to do with him.

The back door of the tavern was pushed open with a creaking sound. Two drunkards staggered out. It seemed that they had not seen the man washing dishes. They untied their belts and started peeing. The man quickly held the basin a little further and reminded him.

Only then did the two drinkers notice the existence of the dishwashing man. One of them cursed: "You don't have eyes! Why don't you hide away quickly!"

His companion drank a little less, patted his shoulder, pointed to the man who was washing dishes, and whispered. The swearing drinker was a little more awake, followed by another exaggerated laughter and said, "Oh, is this the legendary bear cub?"

The companion smiled and signaled him to finish his work and go back to drink. The drinker laughed and scolded a few more times before leaving as he said.

The man picked up a large water tank, washed the ground along the wall, shook his head, and continued to wash dishes silently.

It was obvious that he was good at washing dishes. The dishes in the basin were flying and swelling between his seemingly stupid hands and were quickly cleaned. He returned to the kitchen of the tavern with the washed bowls. He was about to go to wash the stove, but the boss called him and said that the business was too good today and that he was too busy in front of him, so he asked him to help with the wine.

When he came to the front hall of the tavern, the noisy noise suddenly stopped and countless eyes came.

The lights in the tavern were a little dim, but I could see clearly that the burly man, although his face was full of beard, had clean and bright eyes, and was obviously very young. Recalling the rumors of the bear clan's tyranny, this person should still be a young man.

The reason why the noise in the tavern suddenly disappeared was because of the arm strength shown by the young man of the bear tribe.

A total of twelve pots of strong wine hung on his left arm like heavy fruits, without any trembling, and looked very stable.

"I am worthy of being a young hunter who was famous in the Bear Clan back then. This is really powerful."

"He is that Xuanyuan Po?"

Yes, he is Xuanyuan Po.

The young bear tribe who was washing dishes in a tavern by the river was Xuanyuan Po.

Five years have passed, and he seems to be doing the same thing as honest and honest.

For the entire continent, the name Xuanyuan Po has long been forgotten, but for the drinkers who often go to and from this tavern and the neighbors around him, this name is very famous because he has been to Kyoto. For the demon tribe, the world of the human race is extremely far away, and anyone who has been there has the qualification to boast about it.

The drunk man who went to pee on the back street and said with a strange smile: "Isn't this a waste?"

With this sentence, many eyes fell on Xuanyuan Po's right arm.

Xuanyuan Po's left arm was as strong as a giant tree, while his right arm shrank for some reason, and looked like a dead branch.
Chapter completed!
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