"Tianzijiafang, I have a distinguished guest!"
The waiter's sharp voice attracted diners to look at him.
The storage bags on the counter made everyone’s eyes shine.
There are no restrictions on this storage bag, and it can be easily probed by the divine sense.
There are thousands of spiritual stones inside.
And they are all of the highest quality!
This can no longer be described by the word "generous".
Rich brother, definitely rich brother!
The minds of many people in Zuixian Tower became active.
"Master Dao, please come upstairs!"
The waiter had a flattering smile on his face.
Li Mu nodded lightly and followed him up to the second floor and came to a private room.
This private room has soft tables and chairs and is luxuriously decorated.
After the waiter left, a gust of fragrant wind drifted into his nostrils.
A woman, Shi Shiran, walked in and closed the door.
"Guest, Wan'er is polite."
She wore a veil, revealing only the upper half of her beautiful face.
Under the translucent gauze skirt, you can vaguely see the graceful figure.
"Wan'er will accompany the guests today."
"Wan'er can recite poetry, play the flute, and is also good at dancing. I wonder which one the guests would like?"
Li Mu thought for a while, "Let's play the flute."
Wan'er patted the storage sachet, and a jade flute appeared in her hand.
Li Mu was a little disappointed.
"It turns out that this flute is not very interesting."
Wan'er was startled.
"It turns out that the guests like to play with flowers."
She smiled slightly, and the white gauze skirt on her body slowly turned purple.
In her eyebrows, the sense of purity and elegance disappeared.
Instead, there was a deep sense of charm.
He twisted Yang Liu's thin waist and sat down next to Li Mu.
He leaned over gently.
Li Mu only felt a warmth and softness in his arms and shoulders.
An extremely charming voice came:
"Mei'er has ninety-nine and eighty-one secret techniques."
"Each set has a different taste."
"One of the secret techniques is called Panxiao Technique."
"Don't worry, Master Tao. This room has a barrier. No matter how much noise is made, it will not be discovered outside."
Her weak, boneless hands wandered around Li Mu's body like snakes.
"Isn't your name Wan'er?"
The woman smiled charmingly.
"Master Tao likes simple and elegant people, and the Nu family is Wan'er."
"Master Tao likes to be wild, and the slave is Meier."
"If Master Tao likes someone aloof, Qing'er can be the one in the Nu family."
"Whatever the Taoist likes, that's what the slave family likes."
As he spoke, that hand moved toward Li Mu's lower lane.
But as soon as he reached halfway, his wrist was pinched tightly.
The charming woman was slightly startled and quickly reacted.
"It turns out that Master Dao doesn't like using his hands."
As he spoke, he knelt in front of Li Mu.
But at this moment, a terrifying force came,
Directly sucking the true energy out of her body.
She was horrified and said in horror:
"Master Dao, what did you do to the slave family?"
While speaking, he quietly pulled out a dark green flying sword the size of a thumb.
Li Mu snorted coldly.
"A young monk at the second level of Foundation Establishment dares to do anything in front of this Taoist Master!"
The operation of Devouring Elements suddenly accelerated.
Directly drain the true energy from this woman's body.
Then he grabbed it from the air and fell the dark green flying sword into his hand.
The strong man of golden elixir!
The woman was horrified.
Li Mu pinched her mouth open and stuffed a black pill into her mouth.
"This is the Black Evil Heart Erosion Pill. After an hour, the poison will take effect, and the Black Evil spirit will melt your heart into a puddle of rotten flesh."
"Want to die or live?"
The woman said in horror: "Please give me a way to survive!"
Li Mu nodded with satisfaction, "Get up and talk."
"What is your name?"
"Xu Lanshan."
The dark green hidden sword suddenly hovered between the woman's eyebrows.
The sharp sword tip was pressed tightly against the delicate skin of his forehead.
It seemed that the next moment, this hidden sword could pierce this head.
"Xiao Mei! My name is Xiao Mei!"
"I once secretly learned the outer sect skills of Yugu Hehuan Sect."
"I was captured by the Blood Demon Sect three years ago. Because my little girl is quite pretty and knows how to charm, she was sent to this Drunken Immortal Tower."
"If you meet a wealthy individual with no background, you will look for opportunities to steal money."
Xiao Mei explained as if she was pouring beans into a tube.
Li Mu said expressionlessly: "There was a man with a beard before."
"The waiter in the store bought the enchanting powder. It was the shopkeeper who destroyed his Taoist foundation and severed his meridians. My daughter just took his storage bag."
"What is the realm of the shopkeeper?"
"At the third level of the Golden Core stage, I have practiced the Blood Demon Kung Fu to the fourth level. I have a high-grade spiritual weapon, the Flying Thunder Knife, and two medium-grade spiritual weapons."
"Don't you even have a magic weapon?"
"ah?"
Xiao Mei was stunned, "Master Dao, there are only two such good things as magic weapons in the entire Blood Demon Sect. How can he, an ordinary elder, be qualified to possess magic weapons?"
"Even with the Flying Thunder Knife, he only has temporary rights to use it."
"If you don't become the shopkeeper in the future, you have to return the Flying Thunder Sword to the sect."
Xiao Mei was even more shocked.
He secretly glanced at the handsome young man in front of him.
Judging from his tone, he should have a magic weapon on him.
Can drain one's true energy in a moment,
And he can take out poisons like Heisha Erosion Pill,
Most likely they are from some evil demon sect!
Is it some big force that wants to take action against the Blood Demon Sect?
The more Xiao Mei thought about it, the more it made sense.
He quickly expressed his stance:
"If Master Dao wants to deal with the Blood Demon Sect, my little girl is willing to help!"
"I am indeed interested in the Blood Demon Sect," Li Mu said, "but with the cultivation of a three-legged cat like you, you can only be a burden if you stay with me."
Xiao Mei's heart was filled with despair.
Li Mu suddenly asked again, "You don't want to die?"
Xiao Mei nodded like garlic.
Li Mu said, "What is the best wine sold by your Zuixianlou?"
Xiao Mei said: "Bailing Brew is brewed from one hundred kinds of spiritual fruits."
Li Mu said: "Then let's make a bet. You order a pot of Bailing brew. When the waiter brings it to you, if the spout faces east and west, I will spare you. If the spout faces north and south, I will first. Kill you, and then kill the other members of the Blood Demon Sect in Zuixian Tower."
Xiao Mei almost cried.
This young man looks so harmless to humans and animals, yet he is so cruel.
"Can I not bet?"
"Of course," Li Mu nodded, "But if you don't gamble, I will kill you now."
Xiao Mei trembled, "Bet, I bet!"
Li Mu nodded with satisfaction and gently wiped away the tears from her eyes.
Kindly reminded: "If the waiter sees something strange, I will kill you too."
Xiao Mei's delicate body trembled and she hurriedly squeezed out a smile, "The slave family knows."
She took a few deep breaths to adjust her mood.
He got up, opened the door, and called the waiter.
Cold reprimand:
"How long has this been going on? Why haven't we served yet?"
The waiter shrank his neck: "The distinguished guest hasn't ordered yet."
Xiao Mei glared at him, "Isn't he still a distinguished guest?"
"Don't dare!"
"First serve a pot of lark brew. I want to have two drinks with your distinguished guest."
"Yes Yes Yes."
The waiter ran downstairs in a hurry.
Xiao Mei returned to the room, her delicate body trembling slightly and her palms sweating like crazy.
"Don't be nervous," Li Mu comforted, "It's not a big deal."
Not long after, the waiter came to the room with a jade plate.
Xiao Mei's heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of her throat.
"Master Tao, your Bailing brew."
The waiter placed the jade plate on the table. There was a wine pot in the jade plate, with the spout facing south.
Xiao Mei exhaled a long breath, as if she had walked through the door of hell.
She turned to look at the young man beside her.
But he saw that the young man's face was getting darker and darker.
The next moment, the dark green hidden sword flew out.
It penetrated directly through the head of the waiter.
The young man said coldly: "Master Dao, I hate drinking!"
