The waiter looked surprised: "Old sir, you have drunk a lot."
"how?"
The old man glanced at him: "Are you worried that I won't pay you?"
"No no no."
The waiter shook his head quickly: "It's just old man, if you drink like this, something will happen."
The waiter in the store was a little confused. The old man had already drank 90% of the stock in the store. If he drank to death here, it would be over. The old man chuckled disdainfully: "This drink of yours has no spirituality at all. Even if I drink ten more
It’s okay if there are so many.”
At the old man's words, the waiter rolled his eyes. He obviously thought that the old man was bragging, so he didn't say much. He turned around to get the old man a drink, but he didn't see a hint of disdain at the corner of the old man's mouth: "The war is about to begin."
"Everything is nothing but an ant."
As the old man whispered, a strange color appeared in his eyes; "The appearance of Pardon Tianqin will be the trigger that ignites the war."
"When the time comes, who can be alone in the world?"
"The master arranged the chess pieces, and finally someone has made it this far."
Inside Jinxiu Pavilion.
Bai Sanniang and others also had a hint of awareness: "Where is the sound of the piano coming from?"
"Is it the Pavilion Master?"
Bai Sanniang's worry faded for a moment, while Qin Daijun became much calmer: "As for the Holy Lord, I believe he has his own plans. At present, what we have to do is to improve and gather our own strength."
"otherwise......"
Qin Daijun didn't dare to think that the situation would be completely chaotic in tonight's battle.
Mo Chao benefits!
Ghost Flame fights to death!
Demigod's death order!
The Temple of Heaven is moving!
If you can't improve your strength before the absolute power of the Temple of Heaven comes, you will be in complete trouble, and you may even -
will die!
Such a situation.
Only by raising one's strength at all costs can one be able to fight in the future, otherwise he will eventually become a puppet of the Celestial Temple.
The mind is down.
The expectations are even stronger. As the master of the Immortal Medicine Pavilion and the current head of the Qin family, Qin Daijun has never been timid about the future war. She only -
expect.
now.
Only through a great war can the Holy Lord's grace shine on the land of Kyushu, and the Holy Lord's name can be completely free of regrets.
Flying Star Gate.
No fixed door!
Holy Sword Gate!
Anding Sanding, at this time, received news of the sudden change in the Wan family at the same time. In response to such news, the three major families chose to remain silent at the same time.
Inside the Wuding Sect, Feng Kun put his hands behind his hands and hummed: "There is no need to pay too much attention to the changes in the Wanjia family. Recall all the elites in the sect as quickly as possible."
In the Holy Sword Sect, Jiang Xiang and Mei Yuehua also ordered at the same time that the elites of the two major forces of the Holy Sword Sect and the Mei family were completely gathered.
Inside the Feixing Gate, Mo Chao was not coming out, and Mo Chen was in charge. At this moment, a cold light appeared in Mo Chen's eyes: "The war is about to begin, and the sky will change color."
at the same time.
Within Zhongzhou.
However, they saw black clouds pressing down on the sky, and within the black clouds, they even saw the God's airship rushing out with force, with a domineering attitude that completely shocked everyone in Zhongzhou.
"He is a strong man from the Temple of Heaven."
"Oh my God, what do they want to do?"
"The powerful men from the Heavenly Temple came out in large numbers?"
"I'm afraid something big is going to happen."
"In all these years, I have never seen a powerful person from the Heavenly Temple appear in such a posture?"
"What happened?"
"Could it be that some force offended the Celestial Temple?"
...
Everyone exclaimed.
Within Xuanmen.
Between the small rooms in the inner courtyard, Fuxi's treasure mirror was seen flying across the sky for a moment. As the treasure mirror flew across the sky, a exclamation resounded throughout the Xuanmen: "God's disaster!"