Clash Of The Sword Titans

After sending away a few guests, shopkeeper Yan personally cleaned up Qiushuijuli's tea set, and there was a tray at the back. When he saw familiar old customers in the corridors, he would also nod with a smile. There is nothing wrong with such a gentle and extremely gentle manner. On the contrary, it is like a spring breeze, and I feel that this person is really a gentleman.

When the tea set was returned, the shopkeeper Yan walked all the way to the end of the third floor and entered a private room called'Chunhua Pavilion'.

Several young girls who were practicing tea saw this and quickly planned to get up, but they were stopped by the shopkeeper Yan reaching out, and said with a smile: "You continue, don't care about me."

The girls looked at each other, and finally sat back hesitantly.

Shopkeeper Yan stared at them for a moment, nodded in satisfaction, turned and opened the hidden door behind the screen, and walked in slowly.

The moment he left, the girls began to tremble all over, but they insisted on making no sound. The teapot in their hands poured out a water line that was trembling and sprinkled.

The girl who poured the tea immediately squeezed her wrist, her beautiful face was distorted because of fear, and she kept her hands tight and smashed the teapot.

The situation of the other girls is not much better.

It seemed that the gentle shopkeeper just now was a terrifying existence like a devouring beast.

...

Behind the secret door is an extremely dim passage.

This passage goes straight down. Obviously, there is a cave in the underground of the tea house.

Shopkeeper Yan walked into it, pinched the formula with his hand, and said a few words silently. The walls on both sides flickered with a string of ‘pop’, and the bleak green flames rose out of thin air to illuminate the passage.

Walking in the passage full of green light, treasurer Yan was expressionless, his gentle and jade-like temperament gradually turned into a trace of wickedness, and he took out a handkerchief and rubbed his palm like a disgust.

In his hand, there is still the scent of "Qiu Su" tea that was left behind. The treasurer who was supposed to love tea like his life is extremely disgusted with the fragrance of tea in his hand, and rubs the palm of his hand red like blood, which is a stop.

When he put away the handkerchief, he also passed through this passage and stopped in front of a rock wall.

I saw shopkeeper Yan bending his fingers, tapping on the stone wall several times, and then tapping several times after a pause.

After knocking 36 times in a row, a door suddenly appeared on the wall, and treasurer Yan stepped into the door, and his vision suddenly became clear. It was another ‘tea house’.

Among them, there are many boys and girls who are pierced in clear gauze, holding tea sets with sluggish expressions, and shuttles around the tables.

Those guests who talked and laughed arrogantly were horrible, horrible, bald-headed giants, weird old men with strange costumes, and even some weird people covered in black robes.

Each of these people sat on the table, a total of twenty or thirty people, and the boys and girls walking between them, after putting down their tea sets, stood beside them like wood, their eyes blank and full of dead ashes.

Shopkeeper Yan walked into this ‘tea house’ and said with a long smile: "I have asked you all to wait a long time."

When the weird guests saw Treasurer Yan, they raised their tea cups and smiled back at him.

The bald giant sitting in the middle even picked up the entire teapot and said with a strange smile: "Old Yan, you are half an hour late today, you should be punished!"

As he said, the giant man threw the teapot to the shopkeeper Yan, mixed with the fierce wind, making everyone look at him.

But treasurer Yan raised his palm calmly, took the teapot easily, and used weird methods to dissolve the power of the giant man, smiled and said: "You old devil, punish me in my teahouse?"

The bald giant squinted his eyes, and he smiled without making a sound.

The shopkeeper Yan didn't care, picked up the teapot and said, "I am indeed late today. I will fine myself a pot."

As he said, he raised the teapot, tilted his head up and poured it into his mouth, acting extremely boldly.

However, from the spout that was supposed to spit out a water line, there was a thick red liquid gushing out, and the treasurer Yan swallowed, the **** breath spreading out.

What's in that teapot... is obviously blood!

"happy!"

After drinking up a pot of blood, the treasurer Yan wiped the corners of his mouth, fainting the eye-catching scarlet.

The bald giant also grinned and said, "I want to say, your teahouse is good at everything, but the measuring tools are too stingy! Drinking is not good!"

After hearing the words, shopkeeper Yan handed the teapot to the dull girl who came by on his own initiative, and said with a smile: "Then I don't know what measuring tool you old demon wants?"

The bald giant slapped the table, and suddenly got up and said, "If you want me to use a fart measuring tool, of course it's better to drink directly!"

Seeing him laughing wildly, her paw-like palms pulled the beautiful girl beside her, squeezed her chin, and said, "Now, you'people wine', her appearance is the most elegant, but I have endured it for a long time. Up!"

Before the words were over, the giant man mentioned the girl, opened his blood basin and bit at her white neck.

The girl's expression was dull, with blood frothing in her mouth, but she didn't even hum, as if the person who was bitten by her neck was not herself.

Gudong, Gudong, Gudong...

There was silence for a moment, only the voice of the giant man swallowing blood, which was very ear-piercing.

After drinking, the giant man threw the girl with only venting eyebrows on the ground, wiped his chin, and said, "This is happy!"

The shopkeeper Yan narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

However, the behavior of the giant man caused dissatisfaction from several guests.

An old man with paper charms all over his body said coldly: "Old Demon Tu, do you think this is your own home?"

The bald giant licked his lips and looked over coldly, "Why, do you want to compete with Lao Tzu?"

This giant man is obviously a powerful physical training, and if he talks about combat power, he can rank in the top three in a full court.

As for the old man with paper charms all over his body, he frowned. He was about to say something, but was interrupted by shopkeeper Yan, "Secondly, if you have anything to say, don’t hurt your peace. But it’s just that. A "Renjiu", since Brother Tu has such a Yaxing, as long as he stays in the building for a few days, I will arrange the best "Renjiu" for Brother Tu to enjoy himself."

"Hehe, how about you, Boss Yan, can do business?" The bald giant slapped his knee, obviously satisfied with the promise of treasurer Yan.

It was the old man who was dissatisfied: "Treasurer Yan, I am waiting to come today, not to taste someone's wine, why not hurry up and talk business?"

"Yes, treasurer Yan, although your wine is good, not everyone is willing to enjoy it." A girl dressed in purple said coldly: "You said earlier that the Devil Kingdom of the Extreme Heaven had obtained the Demon of the Upper Realm. The secret treasure of the clan, is it true?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone stopped their actions.

Even the giant bald man showed a cautious expression.

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