Chapter 375 Emperor Chu Huai

Mr. Mingyue came to the frozen village and first went to the grocery store to look at the young granddaughter Jingjing, the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper. He heard Jingjing's tender voice and said, "Grandpa is not here. Jingjing is here. Please come in!"

Mr. Mingyue smiled and pushed the door in. Sure enough, he saw Jingjing, who was not six or seven years old, sitting on the edge of the counter and folding flower paper.

Jingjing raised her head, nodded and smiled, "I know my brother. I came back with Leng Wuxin a few days ago."

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Jingjing has a good memory. You can call me Brother Mingyue."

Jingjing said, "Hmm! Brother Mingyue, what do you want to buy? Grandpa is not here, and it's the same for me.

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Ha ha, we Jingjing is really sensible and will open a grocery store. My brother is not here to buy things. Your cold and heartless brother wants me to say hello for him and see how you have been recently? What's missing? It's easy to send it when you come back.

Jingjing said hurriedly, "Oh! Well, we are doing well. Grandpa didn't say anything, and he is in good health. He went to Uncle Wu's place to play chess again.

Mr. Mingyue nodded and saw that Jingjing was naive and very cute. He was waiting to tease his little sister for a while. Suddenly, he heard the sound of a shrill outside the house, and Mr. Mingyue couldn't help but be stunned.

Jingjing shouted, "It's the pigeon that flew back. Let's go out to see the pigeons!"

Mr. Mingyue suddenly pulled Jingjing out of the door of the grocery store and looked up at the sky. Sure enough, he saw more than a dozen pigeons flying in mid-air, all of which were heading for the cold valley.

Jingjing said, "Brother Mingyue, we sprinkle some grain of grain, and the pigeon will fly down to eat."

Mr. Mingyue laughed and said, "No, it's the carrier pigeon. They still have tasks. Look, they have gone to deliver letters to the ice valley. I think there is something important. The flying pigeon has passed the book."

Jingjing didn't update and said puzzledly, "Brother Mingyue, what is the Flying Pigeon Biography? All I know is that pigeons love to eat grains.

Mr. Mingyue patiently explained to her that between the two places, only the flying pigeon transmission is used to convey the news. Even if it is thousands of miles away, it will take a few days to arrive.

Jingjing nodded as if she didn't understand. Mr. Mingyue looked at the sunset and was also a little hungry. He asked Jingjing, the only winery in Bingfeng Village, the mountain village shop opened by Mrs. Zhou, and also came to taste the flavor of Xueguo cuisine outside Guanwai.

A few small wooden houses, a small wine flag is also unique.

There is no name of the store, and there is no need for the name of the store. Anyway, the villagers in ten miles and eight townships, as well as the disciples of the cold ice valley, know the small winery in the frozen village.

Mr. Mingyue came to the front of the winery and saw that the small winery was not big, but the business was good. The tables were placed outside the store, and there were two tables eating, both of which were talking endlessly.

Two hunters sat on a table and were talking about the harvest of a day of hunting with great interest. Mr. Mingyue stared and saw bows and arrows and other utensils on both sides, and there were still wild animals on the steel forks. The grouse and hare were indeed quite rich.

Although Mr. Mingyue has never seen them, he still smiled at them and looked at the other table, but they all knew the demonic envoys left in the cold valley, as well as the enchanting messengers, arrogant and hateful souls, all from the gods and demons from the northern Mingjiuyou.

Mr. Mingyue looked at them drinking and talking loudly. His words seemed to be about how Leng Wuxin was. Mr. Ming Yue was stunned and called Leng Wuxin or the master or the brother of Xin, and he never called him by his name directly. The general name of the master dares to call the master's name in private, and Mingyue can't help but be a little confused.

When several demon messengers saw Mr. Mingyue coming, they were also stunned and stopped talking. They all laughed and said, "Huh? Isn't this the prince Mingyue? Come on, sit here!"

There is a dwarf named Mu Sixian. Mr. Mingyue was particularly impressed by him. He heard Mu Sixian laugh and said, "Brother Mingyue is so idle that he has come out of the valley? Ha ha, I must also want to come to the winery in Bingfeng Village to drink two bowls, haha.

Mr. Mingyue nodded and smiled, "Hmm! As soon as I finished practicing with the enchanted messenger and arrogant big brother, I had nothing to do, so I wanted to turn around. I happened to meet you all. I can't say anything. I must talk about it.

Everyone laughed. Mr. Mingyue obviously heard that the smile was slightly unnatural, but he did not say anything or ask what they had just talked about.

Mr. Mingyue shouted, "Is Mrs. Zhou there? Please add a pair of bowls and chopsticks and another jar of wine.

Mr. Mingyue knows where there is any good wine in this small shop in the mountain village. It's all home-brewed, so he doesn't ask about wine, and he doesn't care what to come up.

In the cabin, Mrs. Zhou answered, took out a chopsticks and wine bowl, and said with a smile, "Would you like rice wine or ume wine? You can find it in the shop."

Mr. Mingyue hurriedly said, "Wume Bar, hehe, I'm sorry to bother your sister-in-law."

Mr. Mingyue peeked at the gods and demons here, and everyone seemed to be quite reluctant, especially the emperor Chu Huai's face. He was originally a gloomy blue face, but now he is even more grinning and ugly.

Mingyue Gongzi has heard that among the demonic envoys in the ice valley, the emperor Chu Huai's martial arts skills are the deepest and the highest prestige. Leng Wuxin has said it more than once, urging Mr. Mingyue not to offend him easily. The emperor Chu has arrogance. Even in the gods and demons of Beiming, he is one of the ten halls of hell. His sin also made Leng Wuxin, the leader of the demon religion, very difficult.

Mr. Mingyue still remembers that although he was not good, he still raised the wine bowl frequently and had a bowl with him and the demon envoys.

What puzzled Mr. Mingyue most was that when he poured the wine, he clearly saw the two hunter brothers sitting at the next table giving him a wine, as if there was something difficult to say to him.

Mr. Mingyue frowned secretly and didn't know what it meant. He also saw that the demon envoys had almost eaten and drink. After the banquet, he only cared about talking and had not left yet. Now looking at the impatience of the emperor Chu Huai and Shi Sixian and others, it was just waiting for him.

Mr. Mingyue thought for a moment, then simply ordered a meat, one vegetable and two plates, and a bowl of powder soup. He smiled and said, "You guys don't have to wait for the little brother. Come back early when it's dark. I still needs to eat a big piece, taste the delicious food of this mountain village shop, and slowly come back."

Shi Sixian hurriedly smiled and said, "Okay! Mingyue brothers eat slowly. Let's go first, haha.

Emperor Chu Huai also stood up and just nodded slightly and said, "Well, Mingyue brothers remember to come back earlier."

As he left, the demon envoys from the northern Mingjiu gods and demons also followed.

Mr. Mingyue picked up the wine bowl and looked at them far away. Then he turned around and punched the two hunters on the other table next to him and said, "What do you call the two big brothers?"