"Achu!"

On the opposite side of the table, a purple-clothed young man in a gorgeous costume looked at Erlang's leg without the slightest image of a son, sandwiched a peanut, raised his eyebrows while chewing, and said vaguely: "Just let her go, your name as Qin Duchu will become dim!"

Qin Chu rolled his eyes while the old god continued to feed the fair-skinned girl on his legs, and retorted: "What is Qin Duchu, I am clearly clear and clear, okay?"

The fair-skinned girl leaned over, her flaming red lips brushing over the handsome boy's face.

"My brother is right. ”

Qin Chu was still just laughing, but the purple-clothed young man on the other side of the table was a little irritated by the charming charm of the fair-skinned girl, turned his head, pouted his lips with an angry face, and complained: "This is also called Qingqing?"

Qin Chu didn't speak, but the fair-skinned girl nodded seriously and said, "Kiss Chu Chu, no problem, Chu Chu, did you say?"

The handsome young man said with a smile that it was, and the purple-clothed young man pulled the plates and bowls in front of him, and slammed his head into the table.

Next to the purple-clothed young man, the young man who had been busy gobbling up since he sat down saw his purple-clothed young man pull his share in front of him, opened his mouth full of oil, smiled, and then buried his head and ate it again.

The young man in white who sat alone smiled helplessly, his friends, as if each of them was normal.

"Ah Chu," the young man in white pointed to the young man who was eating diagonally and curiously: "Diao Guang, this rammer eats so many things every day, even if he is not fat, why do you say that he has always been like a thin bamboo pole?"

Before Qin Chu could speak, the purple-clothed young man interjected: "Needless to say, I starved to death in my last life!"

"You know a fart," the thin young man raised his head, glanced at the purple-clothed young man angrily, and retorted: "My mother said that it is a blessing to be able to eat." ”

"Hehe, hehe," the young man in purple laughed dryly, "you are blessed." ”

A few people were laughing and laughing, and after a while, a whole table of food was cleaned, and the sky was almost completely dark.

After rewarding Xiao Er, Qin Chu took out a large ingot of silver and put it on the pitted but clean poplar table, only then Shi Shiran stood up and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go back to Xianyang City." ”

The purple-clothed young man was stunned for a moment, and asked with a strange face, "What's the matter, aren't you going to chase that lonely girl?"

The handsome young man smiled: "Am I just going to chase it?"

Purple clothes suddenly, with a playful smile, "This little girl, pretending to be so tall, is she playing with us to catch the old man?"

The young man in white shook his head and said, "People really don't fancy our Ah Chu, it's just that there are things in this Xianyang City that she has to get her hands on no matter what, so in order to get rid of Ah Chu's entanglement, this is what brought us a trick to leave the mountain." It's just, such a little carving insect

Small skills, it's easy to fool some stupid people, but it's not enough to fool this slippery ghost. ”

The young man in purple was a little uncomfortable, and when he got on the ground, he buried his head again and bumped into the table without saying a word.

Before he had eaten and drunk, Diao Guang asked for two chicken legs from the shopkeeper, one on his left hand and one on his right hand, and while gobbling it up, he said, "Mingyue boat?"

The young man in white nodded with a smile, and said with a smile that added fuel to the fire: "Look, they are all smarter than you." ”

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After Jiang Ning left Xiaotianxia, several more people died on the refugee's side.

I have to say that the mental method of "Soul Mastering Technique" was really a bit bad before entering the realm of the Dao Law Domain, especially in terms of fighting against people, except for remotely controlling the black hand to grab and grab, there was really no other means of attack.

Fighting alone, with the large number of black hands, it can also make up for some lack of combat effectiveness, there is no problem in bullying ordinary Yuan Dan Realm masters, but if two or three Yuan Dan Realm masters besiege together, Chu Tingcheng's side will be a little stretched.

It's just that in the small world, in addition to Jiang Ning, the creator, there is also a person, and her perception is enough to cover every corner of this small world.

That's kapok.

As the ghost king, Kapok is almost obedient to Jiang Ning, but he doesn't have a good face for the rest of the people.

Especially those who might make Jiang Ning unhappy, usually, for these people, she would only do one thing.

Suck them out in one gulp.

Therefore, just when Chu Tingcheng and her black hand couldn't hold on, the three Yuan Dan masters who joined forces to launch a sneak attack on her inexplicably turned into three clouds of blood mist and flew away in the direction of the snowy mountain.

"Devil's Path! They're really Devil's Path!"

Panic spread rapidly among the more than 10,000 refugees.

The black ugly big hands, the terrifying ability to suck people's flesh and blood dry, except for the legendary demon path, they can't think of a second reasonable explanation in their minds at this moment.

There was only one wish in the hearts of all the refugees, and that wish was shouted out loud by them.

"Let us out!"

Jiang Ning, who had just left the City Lord's Mansion with Han Shisha, frowned, and with a wave of his hand, all the refugees in the small world appeared in the streets and alleys of Wencheng.

He promised Que'er to treat these refugees well, and he tried, but now he only wants to pick a pick.

The spiritual power of the wood phase in the sky turned into a huge human face in an instant.

Most of the people in Wencheng and the nearly 20,000 refugees who had just been released from the small world recognized that face.

That was Jiang Ning's face.

"Which is not the Demon Dao, you let him save it, but the master will not do it. ”

The elemental face was fleeting, Jiang Ning took the little hand of the bright girl, flashed, and returned to the small world.

"Are you okay?" The purple-gold true yuan turned into a silk thread, and it was wrapped around Chu Qingcheng's wrist without saying anything, but fortunately, it was just a body

The true yuan inside was a little empty, and there were a few cuts on his clothes, and there was no obvious damage.

Jiang Ning waved his hand, and a yellow gourd flew out of his house and landed smoothly in the girl's hand.

Chu Tingcheng has never been a polite girl, pulled out the gourd stopper, poured a big mouthful, and then there was a little blush on his pale face.

The girl patted her chest in shock, and her face full of finches was full of self-deprecation: "The farmer and the snake that the old man often talks about, I am probably the one who will be, right?"

Jiang Ning rubbed the girl's little head, her eyes were cold, and she said a little coldly: "Those refugees who don't know what to do, let them die." ”

(End of chapter)