Chapter 1563: Zuixianlou
"Three hundred years ago, there was a Tuoba family in Xicheng. It is said that the background is extremely deep, and it is related to the Tianshuyuan and the Shen family!" Zhang Baole was really worried, and continued to speak to Luo Chen.
After all, what Luo Chen did today was too outrageous and dangerous.
"This Tuoba family provokes a young man in Zuixianlou, but guess what?"
"The next day, the Tuoba family, there are 10,783 people in the family, and none of them survived to the next day!"
"Blood water has dyed the stone lions at Tuoba's door red."
"At that time, several Tuoba family members who went out in Shenzhou were also killed." As soon as Zhang Baole said this, everyone in the carriage looked shocked.
This incident was a massacre that caused a sensation in Zhongdu at that time!
At that time, the Tuoba family was a family that was in full swing, and there were three powerful ghosts in the family.
But as soon as the boss behind Zuixianlou took action, overnight, the three great ghosts, two holy monarchs, nine great saints, and five saints were slaughtered almost overnight.
That night, Huacai Man Zhongdu, that is, the overlord of the Fu family in Zhongdu was shocked.
But the Zuixianlou was still there after the incident, even if everyone knew that the Tuoba family had a relationship with the Shen family, it was useless.
"I heard that the boss behind this Zuixianlou is a frontline veteran who retreated during the Great Flood."
"Otherwise, why have that face and deterrence?" Yun Saburo, who was a descendant of the father clan, said.
The Yun family is a descendant of the Kuafu clan, but in terms of power and organization, compared to the boss behind Zuixianlou, that is simply not in the same class.
Even Young Master Li, who has always been proud of his family, was silent at this moment.
"We're going to play, not to cause trouble, what's the matter, Fatty Zhang, you still want to go to Zuixianlou to build a beam?" Mu Ting said dissatisfiedly.
"How dare I have this idea?" Zhang Baole smiled bitterly. If he provokes Zuixianlou, ten Zhangs will not be enough!
And the second beauty, Qu Qiaochao, was always extremely cold and did not speak.
The group soon arrived at the gate of Zuixianlou. At this moment, a small servant had been waiting here to park the carriage for others.
As soon as a few people got out of the car, they saw a more luxurious and tall carriage, magnificent and magnificent, even the ropes were poured with gold.
And in front of the carriage is a dragon horse with a beard like a dragon's head!
The dragon ju is shaped like a horse, but there is no hair all over it, instead it is covered with golden scales!
"It's actually Long Ju?" Everyone exclaimed.
"This kind of **** is even more terrifying than the immeasurable beast, and it's still at the level of the holy beast.
"This should be the car of the owner of Zuixianlou, why did he personally come to Zuixianlou today?" Qu Qiaochao finally said his first sentence.
The entrance of Zuixianlou is equally magnificent, and the entrance is made of fine and transparent jade!
Just deduct a piece and take it back to the world, for fear that it will be a sky-high price.
Because what kind of ice jade is here is an ordinary floor.
But no one dared to do this, after all, this is the Drunken Immortal Tower in Zhongdu that is known as the most prosperous dark side force!
On the tall stairs, there had already been rows of extremely coquettish women standing quietly aside.
Seeing Zhang Baole's group of people, he immediately saluted to invite in.
"How about this row of noodles?" Zhang Baole stepped forward and stood beside Luo Chen and laughed.
And as soon as he walked in, a well-dressed man came at the door.
"Miss Qu, Young Master Yun, please come in here!" Obviously these two people are regular visitors of this Zuixianlou, so the person in charge of the opening seems quite familiar.
"Give me a herringbone private room." Zhang Baole took out two gold bricks and handed them to the other party.
"Okay, please here." The person in charge said while leading the way.
"This Zuixianlou is divided into three classes of private rooms for heaven, earth and people. The herringbone room is already the limit of my consumption. This is my pocket money for fifty years." Zhang Baole said in pain.
"As for Tianzijian, I have never been there. It is said that the people who go there are the most senior people in the whole."
"In the word, I was fortunate enough to go to my dad once, and that time my dad also went to someone's station."
"Generally, you can't go to the private room between people and land, let alone the sky. Without identity, no money can go in." Zhang Baole said as he spoke.
And entering the box, it is antique and scented like auspicious clouds. There is a maid waiting in it. There are several straight plates of fruit on the table.
Zhang Baole twisted a grape into his mouth.
"These plates of fruits are worth a few taels of gold." Zhang Baole complained.
And there is a window in the box, right down the hall. At this moment, there are crowds of people in the hall, and many people are watching intently at a man who seems to be cutting a seed.
And soon, all the glamorous women also quietly entered the box.
"Pick one?" Zhang Baole looked at Luo Chen.
Luo Chen waved his hand.
But Zhang Baole picked one by himself, and then the rest of the people stayed there, some sat down cross-legged and started playing the piano, and some danced in the box.
The drinks were also served very quickly, and the coquettish woman poured the wine to everyone.
It's just that the box has just begun, and there is a commotion in the hall.
"There is a fight outside the door!"
"Something happened outside the door." Suddenly someone yelled. Many people didn't even care about cutting the seeds and ran directly outside the door.
And Zhang Baole's group also got up, stood in front of the window on the other side and looked out the door.
At this moment, a one-armed old man outside the door was wearing a hat and holding a machete.
The opposite of the one-armed old man is not someone else, it is Yuan Peng!
Yuan Peng stood with his hand in his hand and looked at the one-armed old man coldly.
"How could it be Yuan Peng?" Zhang Baole frowned.
"That one-armed old man wearing a hat, isn't he a Dugu Sword?" Qu Qiaochai frowned at this moment.
"Yuan Peng had been to the frontline of horror games before, and it seemed that there was a conflict with the Dugu family."
"I didn't expect Dugu Dao to chase down here." Someone in Yun Saburo's family was also on the front line, so he told the inside story.
At the moment, the one-armed old man held a scimitar and looked at Yuan Peng with a sneer.
"The blood from the front line is flowing into a river, Yuan Gongzi is so Yaxing, he is drunk in this Zuixianlou!" Dugu Dao sneered.
"What about you?" Yuan Peng was fearless even in the face of a ghostly power.
"Kill you, to sacrifice to those who died on the front line." As soon as the words of Dugu Dao uttered, the machete in his hand burst out.
"Do you want someone to help?" Zhang Baole asked. After all, they are from Bajinggong, so it's not easy to stand by. "No, he is Yuan Peng!" Qu Qiao sneered.
