3133: C3133 A Remnant of a Thousand Years Old(part Ii)

C3133 A Remnant of a Thousand Years Old(part Ii)

If it wasn't for Lin Hao secretly stealing the corpses of numerous Demon Kings, if it wasn't for Lin Hao secretly killing all those young Genius warriors... If it wasn't for Lin Hao converting the dead Golden Horned Dog into experience while he was active... If it wasn't for the Demonic Beast in Maple Forest Realm going berserk, perhaps this group of people wouldn't have misunderstood.0

This so-called siege led by High-grade Demon King was actually just a game of chess played by Lin Hao from the beginning until the end. And Lin Hao's goal had always been simple and pure. Lin Hao only wanted the Lower-class Kingdom to fall into a period of weakness, and the threat of Maple Forest Realm to force the kingdom to have no intention of dealing with Cangyuan Kingdom. However, the situation after that was beyond Lin Hao's expectation.

Three days later, in a luxurious restaurant in Jialan Royal City.

This place was called Laurel House. It was rumoured that there was once an immortal here who left behind a peerless saying. It was a peerless saying that caused this restaurant to rise to fame in Jialan Kingdom and become a peerless restaurant in the world.

Shiyun:

"When are you going to start over in the Laurel House? Before drinking wine and pouring spring breeze for me. When you look at people, you call them immortals in poetry, and when you look at them, you call them immortals in drinking. "

Thousands of poems are light to the Marquis of Ten Thousand Households? This was an unprecedented poem that even the current king had once sighed in admiration. He had even made the Marquis title and wanted to occupy this restaurant, but he had been rejected by the restaurant's Master.

Strangely, not only did the king, who had been rejected, not get angry from embarrassment, but also from embarrassment. Logically speaking, in this world where the strong prey on the weak, wouldn't it be fine if he didn't submit to the law of the jungle? However, the king had never thought of making a move against the Laurel House. And for thousands of years, the kings of the past generations were also like this.

They wanted to see through it, but they could only love it but not obtain it. It could be said to be one of the greatest legends in the world.

The name of Laurel House was as mysterious and melodious as the ancient saying. It was like the wonderful realm of immortals.

The arrangement of the Laurel House was also worthy of the title of the wondrous realm of the deities. The place where Liu Suying entered seemed to be empty. She could only be as indifferent as if she was talking about fragrant fog. Once you entered the Laurel House, it was as if there was a girl who smiled and covered your eyes. It was as if he was leading his mind into a fairyland.

Apart from the faint smoke at the door, there were also some unknown materials placed on the pillars. It looked like a nebula covering the top. Once one looked at the starry sky, it was as if one's mind was immersed in the entire universe. It was as if the universe was vast. We are all like mayflies.

The nebula only made him feel more relaxed and relaxed. The reason why Lin Hao's mind was stunned was because of the magnificent immortal buildings on the scene.

A wooden bridge crossed before Lin Hao's eyes. Under the bridge was a clear stream, and there was light smoke and mist on the stream. The figures in the mist were all present, and he unconsciously thought that there were immortal women smiling sweetly within it. Only when Lin Hao rubbed his eyes did he wake up.

This wooden bridge that suddenly stopped at the entrance of Laurel House did not seem to be out of place. Instead, it seemed to be a little more ingenious.

The design of the entire wooden bridge and the light fog on the bridge... It was an elegant cloud that would cause one to spend half of their life in dust. A quiet and peaceful wooden bridge was already a beautiful scenery. However, this was not the clever part of this wooden bridge.

When there were pedestrians passing by on the wooden bridge, the entire wooden bridge was worth the most beautiful wind and moon in the world. The pedestrians on the wooden bridge were not only pedestrians, but also seemed to have become a scenery. There was an extra point. The bridge was a scenery, and the people on the bridge were also the poetic and artistic conception of the scenery...

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