Chapter 351: Guarantee is full of praise

The owner of the restaurant came to Huang Xiaolong's table.
The second floor of the restaurant introduced the owner of the restaurant: "The boss, that is, the son of the son wants to buy all the remaining wines of origin."
The owner of the restaurant smiled and said to Huang Xiaolong: "It turned out that the son of the son had to buy all the origins of the wine. Originally, our restaurant did not stipulate that we could not buy it all, but considering the customers behind it, so the son bought five hundred altars, how?" Very polite.
Five hundred altars? Huang Xiaolong nodded: "That line."
Anyway, he doesn't have to buy it all.
The owner of the restaurant saw Huang Xiaolong agree, and his expression was loose. Subsequently, Huang Xiaolong delivered 100 million gold coins. The owner of the restaurant and the second floor of the restaurant retired, preparing for the origin of the wine and letting Huang Xiaolong wait.
After the restaurant owner left, Huang Xiaolong and the broken blade talked while drinking, while paying attention to the surrounding wine table.
"I don't know if the ancient dragon ruins are true, they have been half a year, but no one has found out where the ancient dragons are!"
"It should be true, but it is true or false, and it has nothing to do with us. We just come over and join in the fun."
"Yes, even if we really got a dragon egg, we couldn't keep it."
A few people talked about it at the table.
These few people are only innate and strong.
At this time, someone at the other table next to him said: "I heard that this temple has also sent people over!"
"It’s not the temple, even the Chen Tianqi, the master of the Shura Gate in the nebula, has come, and the ten-party mainland demon king Lu Zhen has come over!"
Master Chen Tianqi of Shuramen? !
Huang Xiaolong brows a glimpse.
Unexpectedly, Chen Tianqi now dared to self-proclaim the door of Shuramen. Since it has been passed down, there should be no leave.
And Zhao Shu heard that it was a cold cry.
"Mr. Zhao, are you?" The broken blade saw Zhao Shu's look and could not help but ask.
"Nothing." Zhao Shu shook his head.
At this time, the owner of the restaurant returned, but he followed a black-skinned old man.
The owner of the restaurant came to Huang Xiaolong and looked a little embarrassed. He said: "The son, I am sorry, that, the origin of the wine, we can only sell you to the 10th."
"Ten altar?" Huang Xiaolong looked calm, waiting for the owner of the restaurant to explain.
The owner of the restaurant went on to say: "The Chen Guanjia, the main government of Danyang City, just bought all the other origin wines, so, so." This is already understood.
He pointed to the thin black man behind him and said: "This is the housekeeper Chen Guanjia."
Chen Guanjia nodded and looked a little proud: "The original meaning of our city owner is to buy all the origin wine, but, looking at the owner of the restaurant, I will give you the 10th."
Listen to what it means, if the owner of the restaurant is not asking for love, let alone the 10th altar, Huang Xiaolong can't even buy an altar.
Broken Blade Emperor, Zhao Shu several people frowned.
"Yes." Huang Xiaolong was indifferent.
The Chen Guanjia smiled and said: "The kid tells you the truth, this time our city owner bought all the origins of the wine, just to feast the elders of the temple." The face was proud, in his opinion, the name of the temple was lifted out. A few people in Huang Xiaolong are afraid of being scared.
Of course, the elders of the temple came to the main city of Danyang City. This is how many sects, the glory of the dream of the homeowner.
Just when Chen Guanjia’s smug smile, Huang Xiaolong’s giant ghost behind him said:
Kill it!

"Yes, the master." The giant ghost seal Yang Gong respected.
When Chen Guanjia didn't respond to the meaning of Huang Xiaolong's words, the giant ghost seal Yang body shape flashed, he came to the Chen Guanjia, and then, the five fingers clawed suddenly grabbed his head.
That Chen Guanjia is only a congenital tenth-order powerhouse. How is the giant ghost to seal Yang’s opponent? There is no resistance in the face of the giant ghost Feng Yang, and he is caught by the giant ghost.
The giant ghost seal Yang Wuzhi directly inserted from the top of his head, a burst of mad suction, in the eyes of the restaurant owner's horror, the Chen Guanjia is like a deflated balloon, and then it will dry down.
After a few breaths, the giant ghost seal Yang returned to the back of Huang Xiaolong, standing there, with no eyes and no feelings.
The Chen Guanjia’s eyes fell stiffly.
At this time, the surrounding wine table was exclaimed and there was some turmoil.
However, this Danyang City is close to the forest of origin, killing and fighting each day, so it does not cause confusion.
The Broken Blade Emperor and the two sacred sects of the Broken Blade Academy looked shocked at Huang Xiaolong's giant ghosts behind him. Just now, the giant ghost seals Yang's hand, and the sudden burst of ghosts, the three people clearly feel it.
Sanctuary ghosts? !
The broken blade looks at the other two.
However, it is still hard to believe in the heart of the broken blade.
Because, he can't imagine how Huang Xiaolong conquered ghosts, and it is a sanctuary.
Huang Xiaolong looked at the owner of the restaurant and said indifferently: "The rest of the origin of the wine, I just bought it first."
The owner of the restaurant returned to God, his throat was a little itchy, and his eyes panicked: "Yes, it was bought by the son."
"That is now." Huang Xiaolong's eyes are cold.
The owner of the restaurant took a cold sweat and said: "It’s the son of the son, the son!"
"Go, the five hundred altars of origin that I bought, now sent up." Huang Xiaolong cold channel.
"Yes, the son waited a little." The owner of the restaurant quickly retired. He just saw it. Huang Xiaolong was behind the giant ghost and was afraid of being a sanctuary.
A slave is actually a sanctuary strong? !
The more the restaurant owner thinks, the more worried he is.
Huang Xiaolong looked at the owner of the restaurant and sneered.
Temple?
Not long after, the owner of the restaurant sent the five hundred altars of origin that Huang Xiaolong bought.
At this time, in the central position of the main hall of the main city of Danyang City, there was a beautiful woman wearing a light green robes. This beautiful woman was a great example of Li Wei, Li Molin.
Li Molin headed down, sitting in the Yao family ancestor Yaoshan, Yaoshan below, it is Yao Fei, in addition to three people, there are three old men wearing the temple elder costumes.
Six people sat, Dan Chengcheng, the main city of Wang Cong, did not dare to sit, stood there, accompanied by the waist.
Wang Cong smiled at Li Molin: "Elder Li and elders, the origin of our wine in Danyang City, it is a must, the world is famous, and the elders will drink, and they will be full of praise."
Li Moulin's pretty face has no expression, and she is indifferent: "Is it." One finger at the end of the seat: "You can sit down."
"Yes, Xie Li elder." Wang Cong's face was a joy, came to the end of the seat and sat down.
At this time, a guard in the city's main house ran into the pan.
Wang Cong frowned and whispered: "What? I asked you to order the origin of the wine?" This guard, but followed Chen Jiaguan to the Shunfeng Restaurant.
The guard was scared and looked sad: "The city owner, Chen Guanjia was killed, and the origin of the wine we ordered was bought by everyone."
"What?!" Wang Cong changed his face and couldn't help but stand up. (To be continued. Please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better and faster!)