Chapter 1967: This glass of wine, respect the monarch and lord! Respect the ancient ancestors! (1/2)
Wang Guzong, after the kitchen.
”Boom boom!” Ma Yongning brandished a kitchen knife and cut the vegetables on the cutting board into rows and rows. From the point of view, it was obviously stronger.
One black and two black ran back and forth with the cut vegetables. Although he was busy, a bright smile always appeared on his face.
”Ziz!”
The pan is hot and oily.
”call!”
Deputy chef Qian Songbao left the palm in his left hand and set the fire in his right hand. He was focusing on cooking and was also very happy.
”Hoo!”
Liu Wanshi of the other stovetop leaned his hands on the cauldron with his eyes closed, the stove fire was released, and the most professional blind frying was in progress.
The dining hall is too busy.
What is this for? No need to ask, there must be a grand celebration banquet.
There are three celebrations.
First, the Demon Emperor's army is completely destroyed.
Second, the parents of the suzerain reunited.
Third, Xiao Guiji was resurrected in situ.
It’s a big joy to choose one at random, so Jun Changxiao decided to hold a grand celebration banquet, and invited the elders of all ethnic groups to participate.
”brush!”
”brush!”
The huge performance hall of the main peak is lined up with tables of eight immortals. The members of the dining hall come up with delicious dishes and drunken dreams.
”call!”
Jian Guixu and others took a deep breath and said with emotion: ”Fragrant, really fragrant!”
After an hour of preparation, all the dishes were prepared.
”Seat!”
Yuan Gongzi said.
Wang Zongzhang and the big men of all ethnic groups and cities sat down and put their hands on the filled wine glasses.
”brush!”
Jun Changxiao picked up the wine, raised his head high, and said seriously: ”This glass of wine, respect the dead!”
The Demon Emperor's army attacked the ancient world, and many warriors of all ethnic groups died in order to strengthen the formation. He will naturally not forget it, and will naturally remember it.
Iron bone mountain.
A land of feng shui.
Li Qingyang has been transformed into a hero mound.
All the souls who died in the war will be buried here, enjoying the worship of the world.
”son.”
After the construction of the Hero Mound, Zhang Sanlai observed and sincerely said: ”This place you chose is an excellent place for feng shui, and it is covered by the powerful luck of the ancient ancestors. , There are extraordinary achievements!”
”I can't be resurrected as the souls who died in the ancient world like the resurrection sin.” Jun Changxiao arranged the tombstones and bowed to the front, saying: ”I can only fight for a good afterlife to the best of my ability.”
war.
There will be sacrifices after all.
Xiao Guiji could use the Lingyan Pavilion to get back to life, but those who died in battle did not have this privilege, and could only be buried in Feng Shui treasures to arrange a bright future.
This is also a perfect ending.
”brush!”
Vanguard and the martial arts of all ethnic groups stood up one after another and raised their glasses to drink.
This glass of wine respects the dead.
Respect their dedication and sacrifice.
Jun Changxiao poured the wine again, lifted it up, looked out of the ancient world, and said, ”The second glass of wine, everyone here, respect the world!”
The sacrificed souls need to be remembered, and the living creatures need to be remembered even more, because they have also paid, and even fearless in the face of death.
”Gutter!”
Jun Changxiao drinks alcohol.
At that moment, he was very serious, and he was a master.
All ethnic groups and city warriors drank a glass of wine, then quickly filled it up, and stood up together, the king smiled often, and said in unison: ”This glass of wine, respect the monarch and lord! Respect the ancient ancestor!”
The eternal world can be safe from the crisis. The greatest hero must be Jun Changxiao and his ancestors. Therefore, the spirits who live here cannot be described in words, and everything is in the wine!
”Come!”
”Cheers!”
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After the toasting session, the celebration banquet officially began, and the slightly sad atmosphere was soon replaced by cheerfulness.
”Boom!”
Ye Xingchen sat down, placed the two altars on the table, and said coldly: ”If you are not drunk, you will not return.”
”...”
Xiao Guiji's expression was brilliant.