Lan Qing couldn't help but sneer in his heart when he saw that the other party was still cheering arrogantly. As the saying goes: the shameless are afraid of the bottomless, the horizontal without the bottom line, and the horizontal are afraid of not dying.

I didn't expect this mother-in-law to still give up, and she acted quite like that in public. But then again, how could he trust the man next to him so much, and even speak out for him without thinking about it, which is not quite in line with his consistent behavior.

That's it, help people to the end, since you have opened your mouth, let's play this time seriously. Handing the sugar gourd in his hand to Shen Yuan, Xu Bu stepped forward and frowned and said angrily: "Who do you say is shameless? I see that you are an old man who has no skin and no face, and in front of the public, Lang Lang ......" Lan Qingruo suddenly paused, and swept the crescent moon in the sky. Ahem, misnomer. But no one seems to pay attention to these details, "Actually take advantage of me, are you ashamed?"

"When did the old woman take advantage of you?!" the old woman denied it, looking angry and out of breath.

Obviously, she was about to succeed, but a little girl appeared and attracted everyone's attention with a few words. The key is that this man is so close to her, is it really a small couple?

"You just said that my husband is your son-in-law, so aren't you my mother?" Lan Qingruo opened his eyes in disgust, and moved out with the coquettish mockery of a rich daughter, and stroked the purple bead tassel hanging down his shoulder. "With your dignity, can you give birth to a girl of my appearance?"

Lan Qing is like a red shirt, delicate like a flower, especially the eyebrows and streamers, and the elegance between the flows makes people's hearts flutter slightly. On the other hand, this old woman's skin is yellow and black, her cheeks are full of wrinkles, and her eyes are even more cloudy.

"The girl said that this man is your husband, do you have any proof?" the friar frowned when she saw this scene. She was still biased towards the two old men in her heart, and their words didn't seem to be false.

Lan Qingruo's eyes narrowed, this foundation-building cultivation did not have any eyesight, I am afraid that it will be planted in the palms of many people in the future. "Certificate? Can you prove that the old man next to you is not your husband?"

It just so happened that there was an old man standing next to the friar, who was hunched over, and the nun stepped forward with her sword as if she was insulted, and said angrily: "Yellow-haired girl, you dare to talk nonsense! What does this have to do with me, why does it involve me?"

Hmph, everyone is cultivating in the foundation building period, who is afraid of whom. Gently stroked the Yuan Zhu on his wrist, and turned into a cyan long whip to make an attack gesture. "You said that it has nothing to do with you, who will you show the appearance of the embodiment of justice?"

Almost no one present could see how her long whip appeared, only Shen Yuan's heart shook slightly, and his brows furrowed. Although Xiu Wei was suppressed, he clearly saw her move. The treasure of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, how could it be on her?

During the foundation building period, coupled with the magic weapon in hand, not only the female monks began to be afraid, but even the old woman who had just been able to give in quietly disappeared into the crowd under the pull of the old man. The two of them were fighting each other tensely, and the old man next to him couldn't look at it and stepped forward to reconcile, if these two people fought on the street, I am afraid that it would only be ordinary people like them who would suffer. "The two girls are slow, listen to the old man's words. ”

"I don't have to listen to you, that woman is long gone. Lan Qingruo raised her whip and stared at the female monk opposite.

As soon as she said this, the bystanders who had been paying attention to the two of her almost immediately searched for the figure of the mother-in-law, and found that they had long since disappeared. The nun bit her lower lip secretly, although she secretly hated it in her heart, but at this time, the battle was neither retreating. It's always his own fault, but not to this yellow-haired girl, but to the innocent man.

If Lan Qing saw that the other party had taken the offensive, there was no need to continue fighting. The face of the man behind him was pale, and it was not easy to support him until now, so it was really not appropriate to linger longer. With a cold snort, he took two steps back and returned to Shen Yuan's side, held his wrist again, and whispered with the power of teleporting the mixed element without a trace: "Is there a big problem?"

A warm current flowed from her wrist into the atrium and spread to the veins all over her body, and after looking at her silently for a moment, he shook his head. She actually used the method of saving her life, don't you know how dangerous it is?

Seeing that there was no excitement to see, everyone slowly dispersed, as if the farce had never happened at all. Lan Qingruo saw that his face was better, and his heart sank, took the sugar gourd in his hand, looked at his sluggish eyes and quipped, "It's only been two days, but your old injuries have not healed, and new injuries are continuous." ”

"I ...... I'm not ......" he's not so useless, it's just ...... No matter what you say at this moment, it makes no sense. He is indeed gullible enough to be injured by talents, and in the final analysis, it is also because of his own inadequacy.

Lan Qingruo looked at him with his eyebrows lowered, and he didn't know what he had done and couldn't bear it. "Don't do it, don't mention the unpleasant things. If we meet by fate, we are also fated, how about I invite you to eat?"

Shen Yuan's eyes were stunned, "Eat?"

"That's right, I just found a noodle restaurant, and it tastes really good. Lan Qingruo invited him with great interest, and quickly walked to the place where Fang had just eaten Yangchun noodles and ordered him a bowl. She hadn't digested it in her own stomach, but she was just nibbling on a sugar gourd without a seed and looked at him in amazement.

Shen Yuan hesitantly raised his hand under her gaze, pulled out the chopsticks in the bamboo tube on the table, and poked several times but failed to pick up the noodles. Xiuzhen has been able to open the valley since he built the foundation, and he has not eaten these things since he can remember, although he has watched the simple actions of others, but he has never been able to do it.

If it weren't for the fact that he was competing with the chopsticks in his hand, he wouldn't have believed that this person really didn't know how to use chopsticks.

Is this a wild man who came down from the mountains, or has he crossed over from a primitive society?

When he was hesitating and didn't know what to do, he saw the other party put down his chopsticks, stared at the noodle bowl and frowned, his expression was mixed with grievances, but his tone was arrogant, "This thing has no appetite at all." ”

You're about to spoil this bowl of noodles, it's weird to have an appetite. I want to teach him the correct way to use chopsticks, and I want to open my mouth to debunk this lame excuse. However, when his cold and stern gaze swept over, Lan Qingruo felt a stiffness on his back, and asked Xiao Er for a bowl of sweet soup very spinelessly, and said with a flattering smile: "I don't like noodles either, this sweet soup is good, you can taste it." ”

What's the situation? It's her fault that she doesn't know how to use chopsticks! I'm afraid he's a fart, hmph, I'll order a bowl of Yangchun noodles so that he can't see it. Biting off the last sugar gourd, he puffed out his cheeks and shouted to Xiao Er, "Another bowl of sweet soup." ”