Han Sanqian almost saw the city lord should fall, and these eight characters immediately appeared in his mind.
This is absolutely no exaggeration. Han Sanqian even thought that these eight characters were not enough to describe his appearance and temperament.
This does not look like the city lord of some demonic land, but more like the young master of Xianluan Palace.
But what made Han Sanqian really frown was the fragrance on this person. Even though he just passed by Han Sanqian, the strange fragrance carried by the wind was still very strong.
But the richness is just the essence of the fragrance. The actual fragrance itself is very light. There are about four kinds of fragrances mixed together. It is light and rich in layers, and it smells quite comfortable.
Among these four scents, there is one scent that is extremely familiar to Han Sanqian.
But for a while, Han Sanqian couldn't tell what was familiar about this scent. He could only say that it was strange.
After all, the scent of the demons is obviously not something that Han Sanqian, who has never been to this place, can describe as familiar. But just when Han Sanqian was racking his brain to recall where the familiarity was, suddenly, there was a sound
Leng Heng brought him back to reality.
"Is it you brat again?"
Hearing the sound and looking up, Han Sanqian's face was filled with black lines.
It's not like enemies don't get together. At this time, a group of people behind the city lord also stayed close to the high platform, and Han Sanqian was facing the leader in the tavern just now.
"This is not the place you should be here, get away quickly." He shouted in a low voice.
Han Sanqian was a little helpless, but when he looked back, he saw that the city lord looked over at him lightly because of this. Although his eyes were very faint, without any emotion, and even a little approachable, the etiquette officer beside him still ran down a few steps.
, shouted at the leading officer: "What's going on? Are you making a noise?"
"Haha, Mr. Chen, it's a trivial matter, just meeting an idiot." The leading sergeant smiled naively.
General Manager Chen raised his eyes, glanced at Han Sanqian, and nodded: "Handle the matter well and do not bully the civilians."
After finishing speaking, Mr. Chen returned to the city lord and whispered a few words in his ear. The city lord nodded, then gave Han Sanqian a polite smile and looked ahead: "Everyone, what happened in Moyun Ghost City?"
I think it goes without saying that this city bullies all the people and harms one party. The lord of this city accepted your advice and has already attacked the evil thieves."
"However, the evil thieves are powerful. Although we have a small victory, it is difficult to shake its foundation. So simply, Gods and gods descended from heaven to protect us and wiped out the Demon Cloud Ghost City in one night, clearing the way for our thousands of demon people.
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"However, the gods and dragons have seen their heads but not their tails. We want to thank the gods but have no chance. However, it is inappropriate to be disrespectful for such a great achievement. Therefore, I, the Lord of this city, have the courage to propose this and the world will reward me.
Let’s thank God together.”
"Everyone, raise a glass with me."
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people stood up and raised their glasses one after another.
"Take it." The leading sergeant looked unhappy. At this time, he took a glass of wine from the side and handed it to Han Sanqian.
Han Sanqian himself was in the tavern and refused to go. Now this guy was standing here without any main table. Obviously there was no wine to drink and no glass to raise. Naturally, the leading sergeant didn't want this guy to mess up the ceremony at this time.
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Being stuffed with a wine glass like this, Han Sanqian could only raise the glass slightly, but he kept smiling bitterly in his heart. After all, this wine was still a tribute to him, but it was harder to resist than the fine wine.
"God-worshipping people."
The city lord shouted, and then drank it all in front of everyone.
He was like this, and so were the people below. The round of toasts was quickly completed.
The wine was very strong. Han Sanqian, a Central Plains native, was really not used to drinking it. He choked. Just when he was about to take a second sip, an accident happened.
"You are drinking your mother." There was an angry shout, and almost before Han Sanqian could react at all, a black shadow suddenly appeared.
Immediately afterwards, a big hand slapped Han Sanqian's hand directly, and the wine glass in Han Sanqian's hand flew out with such force.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound suddenly resounded throughout the entire scene. Immediately, the lively atmosphere at the scene ended immediately, and most of the people immediately looked away in search of the sound.
Han Sanqian raised his head slightly, a little annoyed, and looked at the person in front of him, the leading non-commissioned officer.
At this time, he was angry at the round stool and stared at Han Sanqian fiercely, as if he wanted to swallow Han Sanqian alive...
