The third floor of the Crescent Restaurant is left alone by Crescent Art, which is not open and is not open. The aroma of fire bursting out from the hot pot permeates the entire space. At the same time, the rich aroma, with the special ability to make people feel salivated, drills into everyone's nostrils.

On the huge round table in front of everyone, there was a large amount of exquisite and fresh ingredients. The hot soup in the center of the table was rolling up and down in a huge duck-dry pot, with an extremely attractive color.

The taboos from the Tianhui Army and the Night Dance Division were very familiar with Zhao Yu's habits, so they all took their chopsticks and ate them out. After all, whether they were going to the extreme north snowfield or the endless mountain Yulong Pass to fight, they all ate military dry food without any taste, so the hot pot at this time seemed particularly delicious.

But this makes me feel restless and not doing it. It is not appropriate to not do it. Especially the round-shaped shopkeeper Mo and his wife, who have not recovered from their inner fear, have not yet calmed down and rose again and again, their round faces were covered with sweat, and their whole body was extremely stiff.

Then Zhao Yu, who was wearing casual clothes and calm face, gently picked up a piece of animal flesh and put it in the bowl of the little girl Nannan beside him. At the same time, a soft voice came out:

"Little Nannan, do you still recognize me?"

"I recognize it. The uncle who lived in the inn before, Nannan remembers that she also has a beautiful sister and kind grandmother."

As soon as the little girl's response came out, the beans-sized sweat beads on Manager Mo's face became denser, and they fell down like a waterfall. Then Zhao Yu laughed, touched his chin, which had a little beard, and responded gently:

"It turns out that before I knew it, I have become so old, all of them are uncles."

"Your Majesty has created a supreme great cause at such a young age and has become the emperor of the ages. How can you say that you are old!"

Before the young emperor's voice fell, a voice with praise came out not far away, and then everyone's expressions remained unchanged because they had been used to it.

There was such a shameless person in the entire private room, Sima Annan. In front of this guy, the remaining animal bones piled up like a mountain, almost covering his entire face. Despite this, he was still feasting, and then some sounds continued to be heard:

"Actually, this time, we said we have helped a lot, but that's not. We are really the pillars who have supported the country since the beginning of the country. Compared to them, we are really too ashamed."

As soon as Sima Annan said this, all the taboos present stopped their actions and looked ashamed, because as Sima Annan said, there were not many opportunities for the attack to be taken by the Tianhui Army and the Night Direkkers.

On the Snowy Land of the North, the old Bei'an King attacked the holy throne, and then released the supernatural power of the land fairyland, which completely erased the entire Liuli City on the Snowy Land of the North, while also causing the strongest combat power of the Ice Field Female Saint to almost lose all his combat power. It is precisely because of this that the final battle in the North Pole was so smooth.

The female saint in the Ice Field is a saint in the land fairyland!

Especially the saint who controls the law of frost, in the extremely cold snow field, his full strength can burst out with unimaginable vast powers in the world. Even if so many taboo masters are against him, it will be an extremely dangerous battle.

The horror of a saint is that the higher the cultivation level, the deeper the understanding, because this is the essential difference above the level of life.

While the war in the Arctic began, the endless Shanxi Xinjiang was also the stage for several older national pillars. Xu Sheng, Duke of Wei, joined forces with King Zhenhai Feilian, and King Ximan Zhongli, directly led the snake out of the cave and attacked the entire Divine Power Fortress in one fell swoop. The taboos present only participated in the final annihilation battle with Zhao Yu, which was just considered as the icing on the cake.

So in the private room of the Crescent Restaurant, those who knew that they had not played a decisive role, sat upright with a calm expression. Then Zhao Yu turned his head slightly and looked at Sima Annan, who was still eating the beast meat. A faint voice came out:

"The existence of these national pillars in Daxia is a precious wealth left by my ancestors of Zhao and a blessing for my Daxia. Therefore, this first point is that I hope you can draw the secret of maintaining strength from them. This is very important, because the strength does not become stronger from the end."

After Zhao Yu's words fell, he slowly poured a glass of wine into the wine glass on the table in front of him, and then continued to speak:

"And the second point, you don't have to underestimate yourself. These national pillars can still withstand the sky in Daxia and solve my problems. It is of course good, but one day they will grow old. After this battle, I should let these older generations live a good life. Therefore, the stage of yours is not far away, and the enemies we will face next are also clear, and you are much better than ever before.

"At that time, I hope that you and others will be invincible as always, and make all the enemies of Daxia frightened!"

After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he gently raised the wine glass in his hand, and then all the taboo people raised the wine glass almost at the same time, including Manager Mo, who was sweating profusely at this time. His hands holding the wine glass were trembling gently, and his sweat was as painful as rain.

Everything that happened in the entire private room was extremely obvious, that is, the young and invincible Emperor Fuyao was holding a private banquet after the war with his strongest Tianhui Army, the Night Dungeon Se personal guards, but by chance, he strangely joined it. This was a horrifying plot that all the storytellers in Daxia could not imagine.

If Manager Mo's glorious deeds were spread to the people at this time, he would have become an extremely popular legend in the entire Great Xia capital.

Just imagine, at the private banquet of the Emperor's celebration, an ordinary shopkeeper from Bingzhou, western Daxia, raised a glass with the taboos and the supreme ruler of Daxia to look forward to the future. This scene is enough to shock everyone who hears it.

But the fate in the world is so wonderful. In this magical new era of Daxia, anything incredible can happen. Manager Mo and his family are extremely lucky to be witnesses of the changes in this era.

"Thank you all, I will drink with you to celebrate this great victory, and it will be clear!"
Chapter completed!