Chapter 90: A cup of five hundred thousand taels of silver
Chapter 90: Five hundred thousand taels of silver a cup
Qing Shui found a seat next to the window and sat down, so that he could see the scene on the street outside from the window, which was a pleasant thing.
Soon the woman from before came up with four dishes, two meat and two vegetarian! There were also several wine glasses.
Qing Shui took out a jar of daughter's red wine from the Purple Jade Fairyland. It was truly a fine wine, well packaged, and the most common mainland wine.
When a family in mainland China gives birth to a daughter, they will put some daughter's red wine in the cellar or somewhere else, and drink it when the daughter gets married. The wine that has been used for decades is still quite good.
Some people saw Qing Shui taking out Nv'er Hong on his own, and several people had doubts in their eyes. After all, in Sihai Tower, just taking out a jar of wine is much better than the decades-old Nv'er's Red.
Qing Shui didn't feel anything, but slowly opened it, and suddenly a strong aroma of wine wafted out, and soon the whole room was filled with an intoxicating aroma of wine.
"Wow, it smells so good. Fairy wine is nothing more than that. I'm not dazzled. Nerv's red can be so fragrant." Someone exclaimed.
"It's Nv'erhong, but it's a fine wine that's at least a thousand years old, and it must be placed in a place with sufficient spiritual energy." An old man looked at Nv'erhong in Qing Shui's hand and said.
"More than a thousand years? Who has such a large amount of money to save his daughter for a thousand years?"
Qing Shui poured a glass and took a sip. He was very satisfied. This daughter's red wine that had been stored for so long was indeed extraordinary. No wonder the worst wine would become the best wine if it had been stored for a thousand years.
"Brother, I wonder if you can sell us some of your wine?" came an abrupt voice like a broken gong.
Originally, Qing Shui was looking outside, and he noticed the people in the hall. At most, he was a peak Martial Emperor, and there was no one that Qing Shui paid attention to.
Looking back, he saw that it was a young man who was relatively young, but unfortunately he was a young man with a somewhat lacking appearance. When he heard that broken gong-like voice, Qing Shui was very puzzled.
The young man had a pockmarked face and a pair of fierce triangular eyes, which shone with an obvious fierce light. A big nose took up a large part of his face, and his lips were thick as if they had been swollen.
Qing Shui glanced at it when he came out earlier, and his memory was still very strong. He remembered that this person was sitting at the same table with three people. He couldn't help but look at the previous table and found that there were two young men looking at it.
I have to say that birds of a feather flock together. Qing Shui took one look and felt, how could there be such ugly people, and there were three of them at once, just be ugly if you say they are, why do you have to look like they deserve to be beaten?
The look on his face was because at this moment, the two ugly young men were looking fiercely at Qing Shui.
Qing Shui smiled, those who can be on the top floor of the Sihai Tower are not ordinary people, because only those at the Martial Emperor Peak or above can fully enter the Sihai Tower, and those at the Martial Emperor level also cost half the price, and are innate
Warriors are exempt from 30% of them.
Qing Shui felt the strength of the three of them. Only the person in front of him was at the peak of the Martial Emperor, and the remaining two were only at the ninth level and the eighth level of the Martial Emperor.
However, the three of them were wearing the same clothes as the three young men from the Wandu Sect that they met last time. Qing Shui felt that these three people looked like people from the Wandu Sect...
"A cup of five hundred thousand taels of silver!" Qing Shui drank the wine in the cup and raised his head and said.
The young man opposite is still smiling, but the smile is very cold. People who practice poison generally cannot be measured by conventional strength, because they rely heavily on poison, so a good poison master can leapfrog challenges. This is why many warriors
The reason for not wanting to provoke the poison master.
"Are you kidding me?" The ugly young man opposite raised his triangular eyes slightly, and a faint fragrance wafted out.
Qing Shui glanced at the young man opposite and saw the words coming out of his wrist.
Qing Shui felt a faint feeling of fainting, and even had a feeling of numbness in his limbs. The poison was more powerful than the poisonous scorpions in the Purple Jade Wonderland.
Haoran is upright!
The yin and yang diagram speeds up its rotation!
The ancient divine power that operates automatically quickly 'forces' the poisonous gas out of the body.
With a wave of his hand, a silver needle pierced the young man's heart. The young man's eyes widened, his triangular eyes opened blankly, and then he slowly fell down.
The silver needle that Qing Shui shot earlier had Chaos Fire attached to it. When it penetrated the opponent's heart, it melted directly and destroyed his heart instantly...
"Senior brother..."
The other two people who didn't know why ran over and touched the nose and chest of the ugly young man who fell on the ground. They found that his heart was throbbing, but they could conclude that he was dead.
Qing Shui felt that there was no need to show mercy to such people. The poison before was definitely extraordinary, and the other party had no intention of letting him survive, so why should he be merciful to them.
The most terrifying thing about a poison master is poison. Once the poison loses its effect, it will only be slaughtered. However, what makes Qing Shui speechless is that the other party suddenly kills him. Is this the so-called killing like hemp and treating human life like a piece of grass...
Or rather, I am brainless...
But it is probably more because of the reputation of Wan Du Sect. Anyone who mentions Wan Du Sect in this area has to give face.
No matter what, the hatred between Wan Du and Wan Du has been settled today, but Qing Shui is not afraid. There is no need to swallow his anger over such things. Besides, his body is strong enough and he has even refined the Jade Clear Pill. Wan Du Sect wants to touch him.
So easy.
"You killed my senior brother. Do you know who we are?"
The young man on the left who is as thin as a bamboo pole has a huge head, a fleshy face and a thin body that looks particularly awkward. At this time, his eyes are looking at Qing Shui like blood.
"If you dare to kill people from our Wandu Sect, you are doomed." On the other side, a fat man as big as a bucket had a small head, yellow hair, a skinny face, and protruding eyes. At this time
He looked at Qing Shui and shouted loudly.
"You're noisy!" Qing Shui threw the cup in his hand!
Snap!
Damn it!
All the teeth in the fat man's mouth were knocked out, and his small face instantly became swollen.
"Fuck your mother, I'm going to kill you!" The thin man on the other side waved his hands and cursed. With a wave of his hands, a piece of pink powder scattered.
Qing Shui narrowed his eyes, locking the thin man with dagger-like eyes, the murderous intent in his eyes was overwhelming, and with a wave of his hands, two chaotic fireballs shot out and sank into the opponent's chest and abdomen.
Ahhh...
The upgraded Chaos Fire was no longer what it used to be. It burned the three of them cleanly in just a few breaths, leaving not even a trace behind, but a faint burning smell in the air.
Qing Shui was in a daze, feeling nothing. He slowly sat back on the chair, poured a glass of wine and drank slowly. There were not many people around him, as if nothing happened.
Qing Shui found that it was so easy to kill someone now. The people who had been killed before were vulnerable to him and their lives were fragile. Now he might not know that one day he would be crushed to death deliberately and casually like them.
All I can do now is to live hard and become stronger. There are many perverted babies who defy the will of nature. If you can't survive, you'd be too cowardly.