Chapter 440: Bowang Tower

In the entire Bowang City, the largest and tallest building is the Bowang Tower. The surrounding restaurants, tea houses, hotels, etc. have become poor little men compared with the Bowang Tower.
From the current position of Su Tang, I can clearly see the Bowang Tower, but all the windows are closed, and there are curtains inside. The tension caused by the conflict between the Holy Gate and the Demon Altar has also spread here. It has been almost two hours, and there are very few wandering warriors going in and out of the Bowang Tower, in twos and threes.
It can be said that the only thing that has not been affected is the sky machine building of Darkmoon City. One is lonely overseas and has a unique geographical environment. The other is also because the wandering samurai in Darkmoon City have almost blind confidence in Qianqifeng. For them, whatever the holy gate and the devil's altar are too far away.
A soft knock on the door came from behind. Su Tang didn't look back, but just responded: "Come in."
The door of the private room was pushed open, and Su Tang smelled a faint smell of fat powder, and then a soft voice said: "Sir ..."
Su Tang was stunned and turned around hurriedly, just seeing Mei Fei: "Why are you here?"
"I want to come out and walk." Mei Fei's expression was a little timid: "Xinzu said, I should have come out too
"Oh." Su Tang hadn't responded at first, then suddenly awakened: "Oh?"
Every practitioner will go through some situations repeatedly, moving and thinking quietly, thinking and moving quietly, Xinzu Lei nodded angrily and brought Mei Fei out. Could it be that Mei Fei was close to the bottleneck?
"Sir, haven't Xue Yi and Ye Fushen already gone to the capital?" Mei Fei said.
"Well." Su Tang nodded: "Since you want to go out, then follow me these days."
A big stone in Mei Fei's heart finally fell to the ground, then he turned his attention to the table. Su Tang ordered a large table of dishes, but did not move a few bites.
"Sir, this chicken nugget is already cold, you have to let them warm up again, otherwise it will hurt your appetite."
"The bitter vegetables are not washed well? The kitchen people must be lazy, they should learn from them.
"How can this ordinary home sauce be eaten with bitter herbs? It should be slightly spicy."
"What kind of fish is this? There are no fish heads? Sister Rong said that fish heads are the most tested cooking skills. The chef in this restaurant should be afraid of ugliness, so he deliberately cut off the fish heads."
Su Tang felt a little funny when she heard Mei Fei comment there, and she glanced at Mei Fei.
In fact, Qian Qifeng has two housekeepers, which are divided into the front hall and the back hall. The front hall housekeeper is Sister Rong, and the back hall housekeeper is Mei Fei. Sister Rong takes care of everyone's daily diet. Of course, it is not her own. There are more and more servants, and the butler is only responsible for taking care of Su Tang alone.
Speaking of people, there is really something like Yunge. Luck is coming, and no one can stop it. For example, Sister Rong, she is a little widow, barely opened a small restaurant, and made a living by selling egg cakes. He had to be vigilant about the covetedness of some men. As a result, after he met He Yuanzheng, he flew into the sky and became the leader of Qianqifeng's outer hall. Even the good plan, Ding Yixing and others saw her politely.
"Sir, Sister Rong taught me a fish-flavored jade tofu soup, which is very delicious. After I go back, I will try it for you." Mei Fei said.
"It takes so much effort to eat tofu? It's OK here, too." Su Tang said with a smile.
"No," Mei Fei shook his head. "It can only be stewed in the sandstone pot on the mountain. The pot here can't taste that kind of flavor. By the way, Missy likes to eat it."
"Okay ..." Su Tang was speechless.
Mei Fei saw the small wine jar on the table, picked up Su Tang's wine glass, carefully filled it, and then said: "The wine is good, sir ..."
"I'm not drinking anymore, you sit down and eat." Su Tang said.
"Oh." Mei Fei paused, then sat next to Su Tang.
"What about ancestors?" Su Tang asked.
"Xinzu and Ji have a good time with them." Mei Fei said: "Yue eleven said that Zhu Qishan will have a banquet today, and should wait until the guests are full, so that Xinzu's deterrent can be maximized."
"It's almost ..." Su Tang looked at the Bowang Tower opposite.
Su Tang wanted to give Yue Eleven a room for growth, from the initial layout, analysis, planning, to organizing manpower, and now infiltrating into Bowang City, which was operated by Yue Eleven. He has never asked.
Because Bowang City cannot pose any kind of threat, so they have enough room to make mistakes, they really make mistakes, and they can learn lessons from XI
"You left, who cares?" Su Tang asked back.
"Sir, the big crane you brought back is very sensible, much more careful than I have taken care of." Mei Fei laughed: "On two occasions, the elder lady fell asleep in the forest, it was the big crane. Quietly brought the elder lady back. "
"I mean, no one is in charge of her, and she is afraid that she will be lawless." Su Tang said.
"Where is it, Missy is very sensible." Mei Fei said: "Missy always ran to the edge of the cliff, looked at the street in the distance, and said that when you go back, you must let her go out to play, I smiled and asked She, why did n’t you go out last time, she said ... Mom is busy, there are so many things to do, she also said ...
Su Tang suddenly had a sour heart and sighed, "What else does she say?"
"She also said that if the bird's nest falls from the tree, not only will the big bird be killed, but the bird's egg will also be broken. What the mother did is not to let the bird's nest fall from the tree."
"You taught her these words?" Su Tang felt a little strange.
"No," Mei Fei shook her head. "Maybe ... Miss Xi."
Su Tang Moran, there is no secret between him and Xi Xiaoru. Xi Xiaoru knows that he has a magic costume, and also knows that the ascetics of Baolan regard him as the life master. If his secrets are leaked out, it will inevitably lead to death.
Therefore, Xi Xiaoru has a strong sense of crisis in his mind, so when playing with Xiao Dou, how much of this emotion will be released, the result affects Xiao Dou.
"When we go back, don't forget to remind me." Su Tang said slowly: "At least I have to take ten days and a half months to do anything, and stay with the little one."
"Hehe ... I see." Mei Fei smiled.
Although the words have been said, the current situation is very special, he may not be able to do it, Su Tang once again sighed softly.
Just then, an old man with one arm and a big stick appeared at the end of the street and strode in this direction.
It is the ancestor Thunder Fur, although Thunder Fur does not operate the spiritual vein, but a murder will soon begin. The breath of the practitioners has already been shown. There are many guests coming to Zhu Qishan banquet, many of them are riding In the carriage, a horse in a carriage was startled, spread its four hooves, and ran wildly.
The driver in the carriage was desperately pulling the reins while shouting at the oncoming thunder: "Spread out and spread out ..."
Thunder rage as if nothing had happened, and continued to move forward, and when the carriage approached, he raised the big stick in his hand, which could almost be blasted away by the fluctuation of spiritual power that could almost be described by terror.
The driver was stunned, and then turned over and jumped from the carriage.The mad horse also sensed the danger and turned around to avoid thunder anger.As a result, it fell to the ground diagonally, and the carriage continued to rush to thunder anger due to inertia. .
The big stick in Thunder Fur's hand swept out and smashed heavily on the carriage. The wide carriage instantly became twisted, and then flew backwards like a shell, wrapped in countless fragments.
The guards in front of the building fell into bad luck. They had just sensed the terrible spiritual fluctuations and had not yet waited for a reaction. The twisted car hit the door post, which was immediately broken, even tens of meters Gaobo Wanglou shivered a few times.
The countless pieces of sawdust iron pieces are like a rain of arrows, leaving a large or small blood hole on the guards. Only two guards have better luck, and they are not affected. The other guards are all in the blood pool. Among.
At the next moment, dense silhouettes came out of the shops on both sides of the street and went towards Bowanglou.
Half of them are the wandering warriors in the Tianji Tower of Jingtao City. Yue eleven has already released the mission at a high price. Of course, for the sake of confidentiality, they have only greeted some large-scale wandering warrior groups. Not afraid of leaking the news, with the overall strength of Bowang Tower, even if they are fully alert, they ca n’t stop Xinzu ’s thunder and anger, and by the way, can take advantage of this opportunity to see if there is a traitor.
The other half of the samurai had members of the Nu Hai regiment, as well as the guards of the Xue family. Ji Hao and Xue Gongxian were all leaders.
When thunder and anger broke into the Bowang Tower, there was a dull bombardment in it, and then, a window in the street along the Bowang Tower was pushed open, and some people watched what happened outside, and some people walked since The window flew out, trying to escape from the chaotic Bowang Tower.
An arrow was shot from nowhere, screaming across the Bowang Tower, and then came a roar: "All go back to Lao Tzu or you will kill him."
Some people hesitated and retreated back obediently.
"Shooting" came Bao Bao's scream.
The person who can release the imperial art is definitely a master or above. He has a strong resistance to ordinary arrows. In Su Tang's vision, a practitioner who is covered with an orange halo all over his body is very conspicuous. He crossed his arms in front of his cheeks, regardless of rushing outwards, rows of arrows landed on him, and they were shot.
Another black arrow hit it, and at the moment of being bounced off, the arrow twisted violently and turned into a spirit snake, biting it on the throat of the practitioner.
The cultivator suddenly panicked, and the detective grabbed the snake and tried to pull it out, but it was okay. Although it dragged the snake down, a clear hole appeared in his throat, blood flowing. As noted, the figure also slumped.