Summon the Big Boss

Chapter 431 Going to Leizhou Now Is Immortal as the Leader

"Split them apart, and let's take more than half... Do you think it's okay?" Meng Xinghe asked again.

It is impossible not to eat the meat when it reaches the mouth.

Although Xu Mi asked Lin Xi to refrain from greed, greed is not only the nature of the demon, but also the nature of all intelligent creatures with self-motivation.

If people are not greedy, how can they make progress, how can they excel, how can they be superior?
"I'm afraid not. Immortal breath will definitely have the ability to condense on its own. When it reaches a certain amount, it will generate wisdom. With self-judgment, we...can't stop it." Chu Lingxiao shook his head and said.

This is not his delusion or inference out of thin air.

Monk Yun is a strong proof.

Meng Xinghe kept struggling, and suddenly there was a fierce look between his brows and eyes: "Since this is the case, let's not stop... change the news and announce it."

"Everyone is Immortal Emperor Taihao? To put it another way... no one is Immortal Emperor Taihao."

A carriage that couldn't be more ordinary drove into the gigantic and majestic Juyong City of Leizhou lightly.

This city, which became famous all over the world because of Meng Xinghe, has now become the center of sight and the focus of topic in the entire Qingxiao world.

There are no less than one hundred thousand people who come to Juyong City every day for various reasons. Although the city is expanding with the help of the monks, the pressure from the population is still reaching its limit.

So that such an ordinary, simple and not-so-large carriage traveled on the main road for more than an hour before arriving at the place it should be.

The carriage stopped lightly at the door of a simple and elegant restaurant.

The restaurant doesn't have a name, but there are long red and blue banners hanging on it.

Swaying in the wind, under the sun, there is a special symbol faintly shining in golden light, which is daunting.

This is the property of the Meng family in Juyong City.

But now, no one knows that the Meng family...is the real master of Juyong City, and even the current Emperor Qiguo has acquiesced in this matter. A month ago, he transferred the newly appointed Santo.

The servant who had been waiting at the door for a long time trotted over quickly, took the whip from the groom who was driving the carriage, and respectfully placed the small wooden ladder inlaid with gold and silver threads on the shaft of the carriage.

The groom who was born as an ordinary farmer watched in panic, and rolled down from the shaft anxiously, looking very embarrassed.Look again, not far away, wearing a slim long skirt, standing in two rows with her hands on her lower abdomen, with beautiful looks, like a flower-like girl, he is even more embarrassed, with a look of bewilderment, which is particularly conspicuous.

A few wealthy businessmen who passed by from afar, with their bellies sticking out, embracing a few beauties walked by with a sneer, with contempt in the corner of their eyes.Looking at the restaurant again, his eyes were lowered, and his attitude was instantly humbled.

The originally very earnest boy proudly raised his head that had been so bent that it was almost stuck into the bluestone slab, like a living bastard whose head had been ripped out.

The atmosphere in the restaurant is quiet and complicated.

The servants, dressed in plain clothes but clean and tidy, walked upstairs and downstairs, serving tea and water as if their feet didn't touch the ground.

The curtain made of coarse cloth slowly opened.

A refined man with a curly mustache on his lips stepped out.

He wore a pair of black lenses covering his eyes, making the expression on his face even more unreal.

The clothes on his body also looked a little strange.

Although I can't understand the style of the clothes, I can tell the material of the clothes at a glance.

The snow-white clothes are all handmade with high-quality snow silk, through the just-right folds.

In those gentle folds, one can even vaguely smell the unique fragrance of girls.

This suit is most likely made by girls who are good at tailoring clothes but have not been out of the cabinet.

White clothes, pure girls, these are the things that only those who know how to enjoy the most and the noblest will have.

A large number of servants poured out of the restaurant.

After washing hands, cleansing face and rinsing mouth.

With the most beautiful and freshest garland around his neck, and a mustache in a fancy dress, he walked into the restaurant with strange and elegant steps.

Everywhere here deliberately wants to show a simple and elegant atmosphere, and it must not be high-profile and tasteless like a nouveau riche.

Of course, simplicity does not mean shabby, nor does it mean poverty. Every pillar here is made of nanmu wood that has been around for thousands of years.

Maybe it's because they have become demons, even though they are made into pillars, they still exude a strong breath of life.

The floors here are all made of the best, grown on the cliffs, hundreds of thousands of years of cedar, carved into wooden boards painted with various totems and stories and biographies about Meng Xinghe.

In the chandelier made of crystal, the gemstones bought by the merman are emitting various halos.This kind of gem, which is beneficial to practice and meditation, is volatilizing its precious and rare energy meaninglessly at this time.

This is of course extravagant and wasteful.

After all, it only takes a few extra windows on the high side of the hotel to let in the warm sunlight, at least during the day.

But for the dome full of colorful paintings, for the artistic reliefs of various colors, for the famous paintings hanging on the walls for people to appreciate.

As a result, there was really no place to build more windows in the entire restaurant.

In front of the large and small dining tables in the lobby, a couple or a group of men are always accompanied by all kinds of beauties.

Their clothing, appearance, and figure may be different, as well as their temperament, but without exception, they are all one in a thousand in the outside world, but here they are so densely packed.

People were whispering, and the atmosphere seemed to be more ambiguous.

It's just that the content of everyone's conversations may not be so consistent with this low-key and luxurious atmosphere.Everyone has evil intentions, facing the women around them, not wanting to get caught, but all kinds of clichés and inquiries. If it weren't for someone else's territory, I'm afraid these people would have already started to torture them rudely .

When a man in a strange costume walked in, it was natural that he attracted everyone's attention.

His figure is tall and strong, his face is handsome and elegant, and his strange dress is also eye-catching.

But these are not the most important things.

The most important thing is...he is very strong, powerful that cannot be hidden.

"He's here!" In a room on the top floor of the restaurant, a monk who was playing the piano said to another man in white.

"Is it the main body?" the man in white asked.

"Of course not! But it shouldn't be an ordinary incarnation, it seems...he has no intention of hiding himself at all."

"Perhaps, you have any plans, and it may not necessarily be seen through." The monk said.

　Goodnight everybody!By the way... I'm afraid today is a good day to eat apples and be eaten apples. I'm afraid it will be difficult to have a good night. Then I wish you all the best wishes... Let's go!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)