"Xiao Er, a bowl of oily noodles. ”

"Add numbness, add spicy, and be hot!"

The teenager pushing the wheelchair shouted.

Food in all directions, but a bowl of fireworks in the world.

In the desert, there are few towns.

On the contrary, this kind of small inn like a roadside stall can be seen everywhere and has a unique style.

In the inn, there are many guests, most of them are nomads from the neighborhood, and there are also a few warriors who are in the dust.

However, the cultivation of these martial artists is very low.

In addition, Jiang Ge has a restrained and transparent effect.

Therefore, no one could sense Jiang Ge's strength.

And as a crossing anchor,

The otherworld on the tip of the tongue is also one of Jiang Ge's long-term live broadcast projects.

Especially recently.

Many viewers have self-isolated at home, and have long forgotten the taste of hot pot, spicy hot, crayfish, and milk tea.

At this time, wouldn't it be eye-catching?

It's okay to tip less, the heat has to be stirred.

The most important thing in being a human being is not to make others happy.

In front of Jiang Ge's eyes, the barrage in the live broadcast room flew up.

"Human beings are really hateful, they have mutilated so many innocent lives in order to fill their stomachs, every time I see this kind of video. Tears flowed down my mouth without a huff......"

The audience [eats two large bowls with tears in their eyes] said.

"Team up to cross, the anchor will take me one!" Viewer [Salted Fish Spike].

"Mom, I don't want to take online classes......"

"Sober up, you're a teacher!"

"Friendly reminder, when you meet someone like the anchor, don't be impulsive, talk to him for a long time first, and become friends. When you know his address, tell someone else, and then impulse with someone else. ”

"Mud Song Kai! bastard anchor!" "Audience [Just kidding, how can I let you go, it's too late for me to kill you].

Suck and suck ......

Jiang Ge looked at the barrage while snorting, and laughed out loud from time to time, which was quite eye-catching.

But.

When the guests in the inn saw Jiang Ge in a wheelchair, they could still show such a sincere and bright smile.

Everyone was infected and awed by the boy's optimism.

The scene, that's called a happy one.

However, the appearance of two mysterious people suddenly made the atmosphere in the inn depressing.

These two mysterious people are wrapped in thick black robes and wear hats. One is mighty and majestic, the other is slender and slender, obviously a man and a woman.

The clothes of the two were airtight, tightly covered, and only a pair of eyes were exposed.

The eyes are sharp, the gaze is like electricity, and the murderous is cold.

Just the eyes of the two of them are enough to show that they are by no means idle, but first-class masters.

However, even Jiang Ge, for a while, couldn't sense a trace of true yuan fluctuations from the two of them.

Obviously, both are proficient in the art of concealment.

...... Only a professional assassin can do this.

These two people are not simple!

The moment the two walked into the inn, they also noticed that Jiang Ge was unusual.

However, the two of them were expressionless and did not see anything unusual, but at Jiang Ge's opposite table, they took off their hats, pulled out the stool, and sat down calmly.

"Two guest officers, what do you eat and drink?" said the shopkeeper with a white scarf on his shoulder, very respectfully.

"Wine. The mighty and majestic man said coldly.

"Meat. The slender woman was also expressionless.

When the two of them were talking, their eyes were always fixed on the front, without any body language.

The tone of the two of them was also so cold that it was not mixed with the slightest emotion, as if two killing machines without humanity.

"Guest, please wait. The shopkeeper didn't know anything, didn't dare to ask anything, and immediately slipped into the kitchen.

These two people are as murderous as wine, and they are so thick that they are terrible.

This innate murderous aura is enough to freeze everyone's hearts, like butchers and natural enemies, and fear penetrates deep into the soul. Central Plains Book Bar

The whole inn felt oppressive.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath, and for a while there was a dead silence on the scene, and the pin drop could be heard.

Only Jiang Ge.

Only Jiang Ge, who should eat, drink, and laugh, as if he was not in the same time and space as everyone.

The sound of "thank you Lao Tie for the reward" made everyone sweat for him, and their hearts were shocked.

Crunch.

At this time, the door of the inn was pushed open again.

An eccentric old man, walking with a cane.

Why is it quirky?

Because this old man looks gray-haired and drooping old, but his eyes are as bright as a young man.

The first feeling is that he has a black heart, a kind face, a diligent mouth, and a poisonous eye, and is a downright businessman.

Purposeful.

As soon as the old man entered the door, he sat directly at the same table with Jiang Ge, unceremoniously.

Seeing this scene, the two black-clothed men opposite, their breaths obviously fluctuated.

The already chilling murderous aura became a little thicker at this moment, cold and piercing, making everyone feel like they were on pins and needles.

Crunch.

Seeing that the scene was about to collapse, the door of the inn opened again.

This time, it was three swaggering warriors with cold and arrogant faces who came in.

These three people were all dressed in the martial robes of the Blood Demon Sect, and they acted arrogantly and unscrupulously.

"Shopkeeper, the uncle is here for dinner...... Don't give money to the kind!"

"Good wine and meat are all up, and there is a girl at home, right? ”

"Hurry up, snub me and others, and ask your family to return to the west!"

The three disciples of the Blood Demon Sect were arguing and talking all the way.

"Hehe, this time the two major forces besieged Dayu Sect, the grand occasion is unprecedented, and it should not be missed. ”

"It's long overdue, Dayu Sect is a heresy and scum in the sect...... If you don't believe in God, if you don't kneel to God, why should you be equal to us?"

"What I said is very true, eat and drink quickly, it's important to hurry! It's late, but I can't even eat the leftovers......

Hearing the conversation between the three of them, Jiang Ge paused, and couldn't help but squint.

And at the moment when the three disciples of the Blood Demon Sect surrounded each other, blocking the opposite view.

The old man at the same table with Jiang Ge had blazing eyes, he dipped his fingertips in some wine, and quickly wrote:

"I'm Pei Huafeng.

...... Conspiracy, careful, bloody hell, ten great masters!"

Pei Huafeng, big brother Pei Yu.

Three years ago, he disappeared mysteriously.

In just one sentence, the information revealed is amazingly large.

Jiang Ge chuckled in his heart, his thoughts swirled, and at the same time, he wiped the wine without a trace.

Both of them moved extremely fast, and for a moment it was as if nothing had happened.

Whether it was Jiang Ge, the old man, or the two black-clothed people opposite, they all dined normally and did not show any abnormalities.

The two sides didn't even look at each other from beginning to end, as if they were completely unrelated passers-by.

But!

That suppressed and cold killing intent is constantly brewing and accumulating momentum, and if it doesn't move, it's just like thunder!

Except for the three disciples of the Blood Demon Sect who had no one in their eyes and had dull brains, everyone felt depressed and suffocated.

However, there has been a wave of unevenness.

"The people inside are all for Lao Tzu to listen to, and hand over all your money to Lao Tzu, otherwise you will be on the ground!"

It's abrupt.

A rough and loud voice broke the oppressive atmosphere in the inn.

Both sides of the temptation were stunned.

The eyes of the four of them turned,

The brush fell on the heads of a group of sand bandits who broke through the door.

There was a hint of pity in his eyes......