The Wind Whisper Tavern is the most famous tavern in the Twenty Mile Camp.
The reason why it is most famous is not only that it occupies the largest area, the best location, the most delicious wine, the most beautiful maids, and the most abundant dishes, but also because it has the largest fists. In the twenty-mile affiliated state-run area that is not lacking in chaos and blood at all, no desperadoes have ever dared to carry a knife and make trouble within a hundred meters of the Wind Whisper Tavern—perhaps there have been, but these are not very smart guys , eventually disappeared from this world in darkness.
Some well-informed bards revealed that behind the Wind Whisper Tavern, there is a faint shadow of the Imperial Army.
No one dared to stop the distinguished Royal Knights. The head of the tall and strong knight brought Fei to the front of the Fengyu Tavern building. Immediately, the most enthusiastic waiter who had been waiting for a long time came out to greet him and entered the tavern. The temperature suddenly became milder, and the existence of the magic circle was better than the central air conditioner in the previous life. From the first step into the tavern, Fei felt the spirit of the Fengyu Tavern.
It is said to be a tavern, but it is actually a huge six-story building.
Fei went up the stairs, and soon came to the top floor of the sixth floor where he could overlook the entire twenty-mile camp. The royal knights who followed behind him were not qualified to step on the sixth floor, and only Fei Fei was allowed to enter.
There is only one hall on the entire sixth floor, and the decoration is luxurious, far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
There was no expected bustling scene of crowds of guards huddling in front and back. The luxurious and wealthy hall seemed extremely quiet, not even a waiter and maid in the tavern appeared. Under the window facing east of the hall, there was a A small table made of purple sandalwood in the shape of a dragon flapping its wings. The four small dishes on the table emit a slight heat, and a simple and elegant gold-carved crystal wine bottle exudes an intoxicating aroma. It was separated from the hustle and bustle of the world, and it was extremely elegant and graceful, fresh and pleasant.
Fei's eyes quickly focused on the window.
Because there is a person standing there.
a woman.
A woman of unrivaled elegance and coquettishness.
To Fei, this woman is indeed an old friend - the flirtatious beauty Hilton Paris.
When Sun Fei was crowned the throne, on the top of Chambord East Mountain in the rising sun, the scary woman who almost succeeded in killing the eldest princess Tanasa and [Zenit Army God] Arshavin met again after many days , this flirtatious woman like a strange mandala, still charming, charming to the bone, with a smile and a frown, can't move people's hearts.
If he had seen this terrifying woman half a month ago, Fei would probably have turned around and rushed out of the door. After all, he offended this woman too hard in the battle on the top of Dongshan in the past. What if this woman took revenge? If he was ruthless, His Majesty the King would probably suffer a big loss, but at this moment, Fei's strength had increased significantly, and he was definitely more than enough to protect himself, so he quickly stabilized his mind.
"Your Majesty Alexander, we meet again."
Paris, who was dressed in a white and graceful long dress, turned around slowly. The coquettish smile on her peerless face was breathtaking, her golden hair fluttered slightly, and a blood-colored rose that was about to bloom was stuck in her temples. She walked slowly to the small table, He stretched out his hand to invite: "Your Majesty, please sit down."
Fei smiled slightly, walked to the table and sat down.
"Your Majesty doesn't seem surprised at all. Did you know that Paris sent someone to invite you?"
Her slender hands are as crystal clear as freshly peeled jade onions. This charming woman pours wine from a gold-carved crystal wine bottle with an elegant manner. The deceitful generation of female devils.
"Haha, on the letter paper, there is a delicate fragrance. If I remember correctly, I have seen this kind of fragrance on the top of Dongshan, so I guessed about the invitation to the old man."
Fei's expression was extremely relaxed, and he glanced at the few small dishes on the table. Although they were all common dishes, they were obviously made by famous experts. He hadn't had dinner yet, and was suddenly moved by the gluttony of this delicate dish, so he unceremoniously took out a pair of delicate bamboo chopsticks from the storage ring, and ate it on his own.
"Your Majesty really hides beauty in his chest. In that day's battle, neither I nor the eldest princess underestimated His Majesty."
Paris didn't mind Fei's rudeness either, she picked up the wine in the small cup, covered her mouth with her sleeve, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Haha, I won the prize."
"No award, no award at all. In my opinion, His Majesty fully deserves such praise..."
Paris put a piece of bright red honey meat into Tan's mouth, and said with a slight smile: "It's just that I'm curious, since I already guessed that it was my former enemy who invited me, but still dare to come here alone, could it be that Your Majesty really I'm not worried at all, will I set up a dripping blood trap here? Or do you think I dare not kill you?"
Before the words were finished, Paris, a coquettish woman, suddenly changed her face. On a peerless face, the charming smile suddenly disappeared without a trace, but was replaced by a cold and biting aura. Those who have cultivated a fierce and murderous look for a long time, as an ordinary person, it is estimated that the woman in front of him will be scared to death just by changing her face.
Fei took a gulp of the fine wine in his cup, shook his head and smiled, and said, "Under the magic moon in front of the window, there are fine wines in tall buildings and beautiful scenery on good days. As a stunning beauty, this king thinks you should talk about some happy topics, why bother to talk about them?" Are you speaking so seriously? Well, since you, as a beautiful woman, are so straightforward, then I have no choice but to be more straightforward... Well, to be honest, I am not worried at all. You can't kill me, and now you can't kill me!"
"Sometimes, overconfidence is hopelessly stupid!"
The flirtatious woman sneered disdainfully: "King Chambord, I know that you defeated the golden knight Sutton at the Twin Towers, but such a record is not enough to explain the problem. There are not a few people who can defeat Sutton in the capital of panic! "
Fei touched his chin, smiled and said nothing, and stopped arguing.
Paris stared at Fei coldly. A pair of dreamlike beautiful eyes released the coldness that should not belong to a peerless beauty, but she stared at Fei for a full minute or two, still seeing the calm and composed person in front of her. Drinking and eating vegetables, a hint of helplessness flashed in the depths of his eyes, and suddenly he covered his mouth and smiled with a 'puchi', the eternal ice on his stunning face melted instantly, and the familiar smile with all kinds of charms reappeared, and the whole person instantly regained consciousness. It turned into a flame of enthusiasm, and said with a smile: "Hee hee, after a farewell to Dongshan, in just a few months, His Majesty King Chambord is now famous throughout the entire imperial capital. Seeing you today, this kind of demeanor really has to make Paris I am impressed!"
"Tolerance is based on strength."
Fei is not humble.
"I heard that you are going to duel with the Seventh Judgment Knight Crude at the first trial stage at noon tomorrow. How much does Your Majesty know about this Judgment Knight named [Blood Blood]?"
Paris had gentle eyebrows, bare hands like jade, and a faint fragrance. She stood up gracefully and poured wine for Fei.
"Nothing."
His Majesty the King answered honestly.
"That being the case, here I have the most detailed description of the strength of the Seventh Judgment Knight - [Blood Knight] Crude, including the characteristics of his special killing skill [Liaoyuan Chaohuo Knife], and his fame. Please give the detailed explanation of the ten major battles to His Majesty!"
Paris said, took out a black iron box, put it on the table, and pushed it to Fei's hand.