670: C670 Fighting the Tyrant Flame Bear

C670 Fighting the Tyrant Flame Bear

Just as Chen Shaofeng was about to follow him, a man in black sneaked beside Chen Shaofeng.

"I am Miss Mei'er's subordinate, my condition has changed, Miss, please go back."

Chen Shaofeng was very surprised that this person had appeared by his side, but since he was someone who had become Mei'er, Chen Shaofeng did not say anything else.

And then, he followed Ah Da back to the Chamber of Lan Si Commerce.

Ah Da took out a large porcelain jar from his spatial bag and smiled, "Lan Si City Wine is not that good. I happen to know how to brew it myself and come taste it on my hometown's wine."

Chen Shaofeng's eyes lit up, and he also laughed, laughing out loud: "Alright, I didn't think that you would have such a good thing, quickly let us have a taste."

Chen Shaofeng liked to drink all kinds of good wine on the continent. It could be said that even Chen Shaofeng had tasted all kinds of good wine from all the countries. There was actually such a good thing as wine in this world. Chen Shaofeng was very satisfied.

A general opened the lid of the porcelain vat, and a refreshing aroma of wine instantly wafted out from the vat.

Chen Shaofeng impatiently picked up a bowl. He sniffed it and took a sip. The taste was sweet with the fragrance of flowers.

This wine was indeed not bad, it was some kind of flower brewing wine that Chen Shaofeng had drunk for the first time.

Chen Shaofeng naturally compared to the wine that he had drank before, although the flower wine was beautiful, it was still a little light.

There were also three servants with Ah Da.

One of the kids took a sip, but he couldn't help praising, "Delicious. I didn't know there was such a delicious thing in this world."

The other person only took a sip before coughing twice. It was obvious that he had been choked by the flower wine.

"I still don't want to drink, it's too choking." Fan Xing put down his cup.

The old man felt somewhat guilty, "Sigh, it's all my fault. If it weren't for this old man, the two of you wouldn't have been brought in by me when you were just ten years old."

Ah Da smiled and said: "This wine is considered ordinary. After all, this place is the Lan Si City that is renowned even throughout the ages, so it's basically impossible to get out of here in a lifetime. It's good enough to have a sip of wine. "

loved wine, so he naturally knew of many ways to brew fine wine. The Asian forests were rich, and in just a few days, Chen Shaofeng would be able to brew fine wine that belonged to this world.

"What Ah Da said is right. In this land of death, to be able to drink wine is already pretty good." Chen Shaofeng said.

Ah Da raised his head and gulped down the soup in one gulp. With a heroic spirit, he said, "Your Excellency's words are not bad. But since you're going to be an official tomorrow, the meat and wine will naturally not be lacking."

Chen Shaofeng laughed out loud: "Even if I don't become that bird official, I am not lacking meat and wine. Furthermore, I can also brew wine, but it is much more beautiful than the wine they drink."

After hearing what Chen Shaofeng had said, Ah Da's eyes lit up and said boldly: "Is it really as you have said, that you can brew wine?"

Chen Shaofeng nodded his head, and commented: "Even though your wine is beautiful, it's not strong enough. I have a type of recipe that can be used to create wine that's ten times stronger."

"In this godforsaken place, only strong alcohol can let us live happily."

"It would be the best if there were any more beauties."

Everyone was already infected by Chen Shaofeng's boldness, and were immersed in that kind of pleasant feeling.

Only Fan Xing's face was slightly red, and he looked somewhat embarrassed.

"Alright, let's eat some meat. We'll have good wine and meat every day." Chen Shaofeng said in a magnanimous voice.

Chen Shaofeng did not move, no one moved, Chen Shaofeng could only move first and tear off a goat's leg, eating it heartily. Eating in an unrestrained manner.

Ah Da and the others also followed Chen Shaofeng and started to eat the meat.

Chen Shaofeng was a heroic person, he had always shared good fortune with his brothers, sharing good fortune with them. And the most important thing was that the common people ate like the sky. In Chen Shaofeng's opinion, all sorts of false reputations were useless things. Enjoying a good life was what Chen Shaofeng pursued.0

Therefore, as long as one was a brother of Chen Shaofeng, his life would definitely be extremely enjoyable.

Two days later, Chen Shaofeng was still asleep, but Fan Cui and his son had already woken up. For no other reason than that they were waiting for the unendurable life of the miners of the sixth day.

Not long after Fan Cui and his father left, a warrior called out from outside the tent: "Sir, Sir Cheng Yan requests for you to head over to the castle immediately."

Chen Shaofeng opened his blurry eyes and slapped his forehead, knowing that this was an important matter. After that, he went to wash up. After washing up, Chen Shaofeng was more or less awake.

Following the warriors as they walked through the empty campsite, Chen Shaofeng felt rather unbridled under the illumination of the sun. There was a clear difference in levels between the two of them!

Not long after, Chen Shaofeng arrived at the castle where the three Holy Martial Hall disciples appeared in a few days ago.

There were many warriors standing outside the castle guarding, looking at Chen Shaofeng with ill intentions.

In the eyes of these soldiers, Chen Shaofeng clearly saw some indescribable ridicule.

Chen Shaofeng immediately quivered, and immediately became slightly calmer.

These guards were not ordinary people. Their cultivations were all at least in the higher levels of the Innate Heavenly Martial Stage, the elite amongst warriors. It was promoted with the trust of the higher-ups.

In Chen Shaofeng's eyes, this castle felt like a place where tides and beasts were rampant.

Chen Shaofeng was not afraid, there was bound to be a path before the mountain.

Following the guide into the castle, Chen Shaofeng was attracted by the scenery inside the castle and his eyes lit up.

The decoration of the castle was magnificent, and it was very orderly and magnificent. It seemed like it could swallow the heavens and earth.

The style of the castle was similar to the west of the continent. However, there were some relief carvings on the wall that had the smell of a martial artist. They depicted a great number of martial artists' vigorous and beautiful movements.

The two styles were perfectly combined. It gave Chen Shaofeng the illusion that he was in a different world.

As a doctor in machinery, Chen Shaofeng was very sensitive to cunning things. After looking at the sculptures, he felt that they were objects from the heavens, the sculptures were extremely perfect, and just looking at them for a moment caused his mind to be at ease.

At this time, Cheng Yan called out to Chen Shaofeng, who was currently being attracted by the wall, and loudly laughed: "Chen Shaofeng, what, you're also interested in sculptures?"

Chen Shaofeng smiled and nodded: "These carvings are really pretty!"

Cheng Yan also raised his head and looked at it, revealing a look of admiration: "That's right, the sculptures are mostly prophetic sculptures, it is a product of the Spirit Realm. We martial artists can only envy each other now. "

"Prophet? Cheng Yan, are prophecies that rare? I've never seen this place before. "

Cheng Yan nodded his head and said: "Prophets are indeed very rare, only people with strong mental strength can sense the existence of the elements in the air. It can be said that there is less than one person in a hundred. "

Then, Cheng Yan continued, "That's why most people choose to become warriors. When a martial artist reaches the depths of cultivation, they will still be invincible."

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