Pinyao Tower was not originally called this name. It was just an ordinary restaurant among the many restaurants in Feishi City. However, one day after the new city lord came to power two years ago, it suddenly changed its name to Pinyao Tower and began to mainly provide a variety of restaurants.
The cuisine of monster meat quickly surpassed many restaurants and became the largest and most famous restaurant in Feishi City.
There is no other reason. This restaurant is the restaurant with the most abundant food for monsters in Feishi City. Whether it is flying in the sky or running on the ground, the meat of middle and lower level monsters that can be eaten is available here, and it can even be provided every once in a while.
There are several high-end monster dishes, which are undoubtedly unique among the many restaurants in Feishi City.
What is the most talked about topic among swordsmen and spirit sword masters? Naturally, it is monsters. Therefore, Pinyao Tower has become a common place for many swordsmen and spirit sword masters to eat. If you come to Feishi City and have not tasted Pinyao Tower,
All the demon beasts were present at the table, and they were all embarrassed to say that they had been to Feishicheng.
Usually, Pinyao Tower is bustling with people and the seats are packed, but these days, the customer flow is getting less and less, not to mention other restaurants, of course. It would be nice to have a few customers come to the door. On this day, Pinyao Tower
There seemed to be a few fewer diners. The shopkeeper glanced at the dozen or so diners and sighed. How many regulars will leave tomorrow?
A spirit sword master walked into the restaurant with a dusty face, walked straight to the counter, and placed the prey in his hand in front of the shopkeeper.
"Calculate, how much is it?"
The shopkeeper reached out and plucked the two small monster beasts that had lost their fur: "Sword-billed duck beasts, are you lucky? Yes, they died within three days and were well preserved. You can probably pick off two or three kilograms."
The price of the good meat is only ten taels of silver."
The spirit sword master nodded: "No need to take cash, just give me wine and food. Have a good meal today and be on your way tomorrow."
The shopkeeper ordered the waiter to put away the monster meat, turned around and asked: "What? You want to attend the Taihu Sword Club too?"
"Of course, this event is held once every ten years. As a spirit sword master, how can you miss it? I wonder how many powerful people will be able to make it to the spirit sword list this time."
Among the diners, a spirit sword master heard this, shook his head and said: "Some people will be on the list, and some will not be on the list. Hehe, I wonder if the Ghost Sword Wenmo who made a big fuss in Qingcheng the year before last can compete among the top ten spirit sword masters.
Get a seat."
"I think it can definitely be ranked in the top five." Someone said.
Someone in the corner sneered: "Top five? Hehe, if you can take the Sword Master's sword without dying, you can even be in the top three!"
"By the way, it is said that Ghost Sword Wenmo disappeared after saving Miss Fang from our City Lord's Mansion, and I don't know where he went. What do you think he is related to our Miss Fang? How dare he force his way into Qingcheng, even the three major
People from the secret place dare to be enemies!" a diner lamented.
"It is rumored that the young swordsman came from a country in the south of the Zhao Kingdom. He came to our Zhao Kingdom to practice. He happened to meet Miss Fang and was attracted by our lady's beauty, so he was willing to follow him. Hehe, it is said that this person served as the little city lord when he first came here.
The little city lord taught swordsmanship. His identity was exposed in the battle of Qingcheng, and he was recalled to the country by the master."
"Bah! Bah! Bah! Old Li Tou, don't talk nonsense if you don't know. How do you know that Ghost Sword has returned to China? Have you seen him? Look, he is in our Feishi City! Last year, there were two seventh-level spirit swordsmen.
The master caused trouble in the city, and the next day he was stripped naked and hung at the city gate for three days and three nights! Another time, an eighth-level spiritual sword master passed by and wanted to borrow Dingbei Hou's Phantom Wolf Sword.
That night, my beard and hair were shaved off, and I don’t know who did it. I was so frightened that I never dared to set foot in Feishicheng again! Who do you think did this?” asked a diner.
The other diners nodded and said it was reasonable.
"So, this Lord Ghost Sword is with us?" A young man said cautiously.
"Of course." The diner said with a smug look on his face, "I might as well sit in this restaurant and eat, right next to you!"
The diners' words caused everyone to burst into laughter, and one person shouted: "Old Ma, do you think I look like me!"
"Bah! You are so bear-like and half of your front teeth are missing. It is simply an insult to His Excellency Ghost Sword's image."
Many diners burst into laughter again.
In the corner of the dining hall, a swordsman wearing a bamboo hat was sitting there quietly. He seemed a little out of tune with the lively atmosphere in the hall. He raised his head and glanced out the window. A gust of wind blew by, blowing the gauze scarf on the hat.
After blowing on a corner, if there are any guests who were lucky enough to witness the battle in Qingcheng the year before last, they will definitely recognize that the owner of this face is the young man who forced his way into Qingcheng and swept away the heroes that day!
"It's been two years..." Mo Wen looked out the window and looked eastward with deep eyes: "It's time to go back."
After sending Fang Rou back to Feishicheng that day, Mo Wen did not leave immediately. Instead, he settled down in Feishicheng, one to be a hidden cultivator, and the other to protect Fang Rou's sister and brother. After the battle in Qingcheng, he knew that he was actually a frog in the well.
, he was complacent just after he had some strength, which was completely wrong. There were many people in this world who could easily defeat him. The same was true for Elder Huo, and so was the girl in white. After careful consideration, Mo Wen decided to postpone his return home, at least until he
After digesting the gains from Dahuang Mountain, it’s time to advance to another level!
So he stayed in Feishicheng. Of course, all this was done in the dark, and he himself completely disappeared from the public eye. The battle in Qingcheng earned him a reputation, but also ushered in a lot of troubles. Just every day
Anyone who visits to challenge him will annoy him, of course the most important one is the old swordsman Elder Huo! Although he repelled the opponent in that night attack, he may come again to seek revenge, and he doesn't want to hurt Fang Rou sister and brother again.
Time has passed in a hurry for more than a year, and now it has been two years since Mo Wen left the villa. At this time, he has reached the age of eighteen, a real adult! Both his figure and appearance are completely different from before.
There is no trace of the sickly boy he once was. His body has grown a few centimeters taller. Although he is still not tall, he is on par with most people, and his body looks extremely strong.
The results of more than a year of latent cultivation are also quite impressive. Both the Hunyuan Sword Qi and the Yunyu Sword Qi have reached the peak level of the seventh level. It is estimated that it will not take long to break through to the eighth level. This is naturally the result of the Ice Cloud Sword and the Blue Jade Small Sword.
Credit. The improvement in physical strength is even more obvious. The cold iron mine cave in the Great Wilderness Mountain has been taken over by the City Lord's Mansion. Mo Wen is not short of ore for training, and his physical strength has steadily reached the level of a top-grade spiritual sword, even at the top-grade level.
It was only a matter of time, but the help that the black iron essence gave him was getting smaller and smaller, and it was impossible to break through in a short time. This naturally became one of the reasons why he decided to leave.
After getting up and walking to the counter, Mo Wen dropped a money bag and said, "Prepare some high-quality bacon and pancakes. I'll pick them up tomorrow."
The shopkeeper glanced at him and asked cautiously: "Do you want to replace them all?"
Mo Wen nodded.
"Your Excellency is also going to Taihu Lake." The shopkeeper's expression was complicated.
"Taihu Lake?" Mo Wen was slightly startled and nodded: "I'll go take a look first."
There was a hint of joy on the shopkeeper's face, and he said with a hint of respect: "As Your Excellency, I really should go and take a look. Don't worry, I will prepare all the things you want tomorrow."
Watching Mo Wen's back disappear at the door of the restaurant, the shopkeeper sighed softly: "I'm afraid there won't be any meat for high-level monsters to eat in the future. Fortunately, there is still some stock in the warehouse, which should be able to deal with it for a few months."
Mo Wen left the restaurant and went directly to the City Lord's Mansion. He did not go through the main door, but entered the back garden of the City Lord's Mansion through a secret door behind the City Lord's Mansion.
"Sir." A fourth-level spiritual sword master appeared from the darkness and saluted Mo Wen respectfully.
Mo Wen nodded slightly: "Are the lady and the city lord here?"
"Back to the young master, the lady is at Wangyue Tower. The city lord followed the city guards out of the city early in the morning to hunt, but he has not returned yet."
"You go down."
The spirit sword master responded and disappeared into the darkness again. Mo Wen glanced at the depths of the back garden, sighed, and disappeared in place with a movement of his feet.
At Wangyue Tower, Fang Rou was playing the strings of the piano with her hands, and a melodious and beautiful music flowed out from under her fingers. Mo Wen stood behind her and listened quietly.
I don't know how long it took, but one of the strings suddenly broke, and the sad sound of the piano suddenly stopped. Fang Rou didn't look back, and she didn't need to look back. She already knew from the moment he came behind her that the familiar breath was lingering in Qing Dynasty.
That day when I walked into the city, lying on his back, it was deeply engraved in my heart, it was so unforgettable.
"you are leaving?"
Mo Wen was silent for a moment and said softly: "Yes."
"Come back?" Fang Rou grasped the strings tightly with both hands, trying her best to prevent her body's reaction from being too obvious.
Mo Wen was silent again, then said for a long time: "I don't know."
Fang Rou's hands trembled slightly. Due to excessive exertion, the slender strings made clear white marks on her white fingers. After a long time, the trembling of her hands slowly subsided. She released the strings and stood up from her seat.
He stood up and turned around.
There was not much sadness on her face, but her eyes were slightly red and swollen. She forced herself to calmly smile at Mo Wen: "Thank you for taking care of our siblings this year."
Mo Wen felt inexplicably uncomfortable, as if something was pressing on his chest, and said stiffly: "You're welcome."
Fang Rou smiled faintly and took out something from her sleeve: "This thing is useless to me. My father brought it from the ancient cave. I think it should have a greater effect in your hands."
Mo Wen's eyes were startled and he looked at the jade slip in Fang Rou's hand. He hesitated and took the jade slip: "Thank you."
Fang Rou's heart hurt, and she held back the tears in her eyes: "My brother and I are repaying your favor, you don't have to thank us."
Mo Wen looked at her and hesitated for a long time, and finally left a sentence: "I will come back when I have a chance."
Fang Rou's whole body was shocked. She looked up and saw that there was no one in the attic. The figure was like a dreamy bubble, leaving nothing behind... dd