This interesting appearance made Jun Moye's mouth bend up intrigue. He didn't want to fight with Song Laosan because it was really unnecessary. With his own identity, it would be worth fighting with General Dugu Wudi and others, but it was worth being so serious with the owner of a small hotel? Of course, the answer is no.

But what if the owner of this small hotel is a Tianxuan master?

The conclusion will naturally be reversed again.

"It's up to you who is right and wrong. I naturally have the means to convince you." Jun Moye smiled, and his white teeth, as his mood suddenly became extremely good, were slightly exposed. Looking at Song Laosan's eyes, they looked like a hungry wolf, staring at a fat lamb.

Even Song Laosan, who is a master of the heavenly rank, had a chill inexplicably. Why is this kid's eyes so evil?

"This is the best! Young man, bets are fair, so what if you lose?" The middle-aged man was afraid of the world's chaos. In his eyes, Song Laosan is not a simple character, but this mysterious boy is even more difficult to understand. Perhaps the bet between the two will be really interesting and maybe, are those who are afraid of being a big deal when watching the fun?!

Otherwise, what else can I do besides watching the excitement and entertaining myself? A hint of bitterness quickly passed through the middle-aged people's eyes.

"If you lose, I just hope that no matter when you are in the future, you will not talk about the quality of the wine again, because you are no longer worthy." Song Laosan looked at Jun Moye calmly, "It is true that your view on wine is very reasonable, but you still cannot insult the wine itself! This is a skill passed down from generation to generation, so it is better not to savor the quality of the wine before you really understand it."

"One word is certain!" Jun Moye was unambiguous. Facing such a bad wine, if he lost, he would really laugh out loud.

"Wait!" the middle-aged man couldn't wait to speak and smiled, "For the sake of fairness, you should always have a witness, right? You can't judge the winner by yourself? Even if you are both concerned about people, you should always avoid being disgusted. I... I am a person who is obsessed with drinking, so how about it? Not only is it a testimony, but also a judge and a judge, I will be the only one who takes charge of it."

These two people's words are so intense that they will naturally not be ordinary people when they try to drink later. If they judge by themselves, wouldn't they have the opportunity to taste two fine wines at the same time? No matter who wins or loses, they can taste two great wines at once. This is a joy in life!

When the middle-aged man thought of this, he couldn't help but feel happy. Song Laosan, Song Laosan, the wine under your bed should be moved out this time, haha... "Okay!" Song Laosan, somehow, saw Jun Moye's calm face, suddenly felt guilty in his heart, and he actually felt a subtle feeling of losing.

What a joke. How many good wines can this yellow-mouthed boy on the other side have been able to drink, and what kind of wine can he have? I have accumulated decades of experience to make my signature enzyme wine. How could I lose? Thinking of this, Song Laosan suddenly calmed down again, but he still felt vaguely that if he lost, it might be a good thing! Or he could make his winemaking skills reach a higher level and take another step back. Even if he couldn't improve his skills, he could at least have a direction to move forward... "After the third day, I will close early in the afternoon, and everyone will still meet here, how about it?" Song Laosan suggested.

Jun Moye smiled and nodded. But he was thinking in his heart that this mysterious Tianxuan master, I wonder if there is an organization behind him? Could it be that he is from Huanghuatang? Is it true that he is a fellow disciple as he said. Thinking of Song Laosan being frightened by him that day, Jun Moye's eyes looked at Song Laosan with a hurried smile.

With his strength that was less than silver-grade at that time, how exciting it would be to retreat to a top master in the middle level of Tianxuan?

"Two pounds of beef, two jars of wine." A voice suddenly sounded, "I will judge the wine after the third day!" He spoke firmly and could not be refuted, as if the emperor was a lofty emperor who was announcing his decision to his subjects.

This is no longer an inquiry, but a certainty, concluding thing.

But this sound is like a thunderclap to the three people in the hotel now!

The two middle-aged guards with low skills must still be guarding in the dark not far away. Song Laosan himself is a master of Tianxuan. Jun Moye is extremely powerful and is even a big expert who hides his traces. But he didn't even show up. How did this guest come and when did it come!

But this person is now sitting behind the three of them, a few feet away.

The three of them turned their heads at the same time and saw that there was one more person at a table a little far away from their sight. Although they were sitting, they felt like they were standing like a javelin, with straight backs and a great face. The lines on their faces were clear, and a face was carved from marble, with no expression at all. One end was naturally hanging down without any restraint, covering most of the face.

This man was wearing a black suit, but it was still noon at this time, but the black suit on his body, combined with his breath, and his face actually gave people the feeling that night had already arrived!

This person gave the three people an intuitive feeling that he didn't know how old he was. He could say he could be thirty, forty, fifty, and even if he was 80 years old, it seemed that nothing could be wrong... This person must be a master, and a master among the masters, a master of the peak!

From the first glance of seeing this person, Jun Moye came to this conclusion! In Tianxiang City, where the Fengyunjihui met, this person suddenly appeared. He didn't ask about the purpose of coming. He must have come for the ninth-level peak Xuan Dan. Such a person may be one of the strong contenders for any force!

In addition, Jun Moye also felt a very familiar smell from this person - the smell of loneliness!

This loneliness is proud loneliness, loneliness that looks down on everything!

Just like my previous life!

Just like a lonely wolf king on the prairie, although he is lonely, he is fearless, and he doesn't want to change this loneliness, and he is enjoying this loneliness!

"Dare you ask me, right?" The middle-aged man and Song Laosan became alert at the same time.

"Nothing else, a person who loves wine." The man lowered his eyes and said lightly: "It's settled. Now, serve wine and beef, hurry up!"

Song Laosan lowered his eyes and said, "Please wait for a moment, guest officer." Then he turned around and went in.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Since that's the case, then after the third day, I'll be waiting for the Grand Master to come." With his identity and eyesight, it can be seen that this person is not an ordinary person, and it is very likely that he is a legendary dragon-like figure. Besides, since this person comes to judge after the third day, he will never have any malice.

Such a person is better not to offend him or not.

"Little brother, see you again after the third day. Haha, don't let me down." The middle-aged man laughed, raised his hand to Jun Moye, and turned around freely.

After he left the door, two guards came out of the darkness and followed him. "Prince, do you want to follow the young man and find out where he came from?"

"No, it would be boring if that's the case." The middle-aged man smiled and suddenly his face curled: "What's going on with the person who just entered? What's the way it was?!"

"I just entered? No!" The two guards looked at each other and said in confusion.

"Then forget it." The middle-aged man was secretly frightened; his two guards were already first-class masters in Di Xuan, and he was actually strong enough to protect himself in the capital. Unexpectedly, the guards with such strength did not even show the shadow of the man just now.

Who is such a character?

In the hotel.

Jun Moye looked at the man in black who had just come in with interest, and suddenly smiled and said, "Is the scenery on the grassland beautiful?"

With this sentence, the man in black robe finally ended the calm expression that was not lingering in his mind, slowly raised his eyes and looked at Jun Moye. At this moment, Jun Moye suddenly appeared. His eyes were as vast as the boundless sea, as deep as the starry sky at night, and mysterious! It actually made people feel like they wanted to fall into it when they looked at each other.

"Can you tell that I am from the grassland?" the man in black asked slowly, his tone not slow, but every word was clear, as if it was bursting out one by one, but there was no feeling of gritting his teeth.

"Your shoes are not something that can be found in the Central Plains. Your belt is also made of colorful silk that is unique to the grassland. Are these two points enough?" Jun Moye smiled and sat down in front of him.

"Those alone are not enough." The man in black robe looked at the table in front of him: "And, I didn't allow you to sit down in front of me! You are not worthy!"

"Isn't it enough? Then let's talk about a few more things. You have the unique smell of the prairie." Jun Moye smiled and said, "And there is also the loneliness of the loneliness of the loneliness wolf. I can smell it. Are these enough? Now I don't want to stand, so I naturally have to sit down. Don't talk about sitting down, why bother lying down?!"

After saying that, Jun Moye snorted coldly and said, "As for whether you are worthy or not, if you have your standards, isn't it the same for me? If you are not qualified to drink with me, I will naturally stand up!"

The man in black robe stared at him for a while, then suddenly Zhan Yan smiled and said, "It's interesting to say. Since that's the case, then just sit down. It's okay to lie down."

This man in black robe was really weird. Even though he smiled, he still gave people a feeling of coldness and loneliness. He didn't seem to be smiling at Jun Moye, but just smiling at the air.

At this moment, Song Laosan hunched over, carrying wine in one hand and beef in the other, walked up. He looked at Jun Moye, but didn't say anything, put the wine and food on the table, turned around and waited to leave.

The man in black robe still looked at the table with his eyes calmly. He held the wine jar with one hand, without any sound. The mud seal on the wine jar disappeared inexplicably, and a clear fragrance of wine burst out; the man said lightly: "Tianxiang City is indeed extraordinary. Even a bartender is actually a mid-level figure in Tianxuan. It's not bad, interesting and interesting."

(To be continued)
Chapter completed!