Food is also an art, in the ancient Oriental countries that pay attention to food, just the cooking guy can fill the entire kitchen, not to mention the heat, knife work and so on. For Mr. Shen and Wolf Liu, who are not only drinking fresh blood as wine, but just grilling a few steaks and eating them, or simply boiling a chicken leg and eating it dry, Li Qingming's request is like a book from heaven, which can be read but not understood.

Coughing a few times in a bit of depression, Mr. Shen changed the topic and said, "I don't know if Mr. knows the whereabouts of Wolf Dance?"

When the so-called dismount and other psychological tactics were useless, this vampire nobleman had to get straight to the point, for fear that if he continued to delay like this, he would be slapped in the left cheek and hit the right cheek, and maybe his whole body would be beaten.

"He deserves it. Li Qingming smiled, he looked at Mr. Shen's pale face and said, "You should know that those who break the rules will always be punished, not to mention that the wolf dance is not only the rules of human beings, but also the laws of heaven and earth. I wonder what Mr. Shen mentioned about him?"

"He is the son of the Wolf King. Mr. Shen raised his chin gracefully and tapped lightly on the tabletop, and the blonde and blue-eyed young slave brought in the red blood, and there was floating crushed ice inside, which looked like a work of art.

The little wolf lying beside him suddenly raised his head and looked over, with an angry roar in his throat, and he turned into a living wolf when Mr. Shen couldn't appease him, turning into a man with a strong body, a particularly thin waist, an extremely obvious mermaid line, and a very soft waist with eight-pack abdominal muscles, he said with a black face and in Chinese that he was not very proficient in: "What happened to your brother?"

"Is he Wolf Dance's brother? Is Wolf Dance also a wolf?" When those things happened, Zhang Beibei was still an ignorant and unconscious soul, relying on the aura protection to stick to Li Qingming's chest, naturally he didn't know these things, but other people in the restaurant had already given him science popularization. Two hundred and five rare IQ on the line, suddenly realized: "You are also the son of the wolf king, then I will catch you!"

This not strong wolf Liu thought that with his agile posture, he could play with Zhang Beibei. However, before he could run, Zhang Beibei pressed his shoulders and dragged him in front of Li Qingming, and said happily: "Boss, let's see what's the use, why don't we go back and kill meat and eat it?"

The plot that was originally smooth and not okay, with all kinds of well-behaved characters, can always involve 800 rounds, and then there will be ups and downs to achieve the goal. However, there is a Zhang Beibei, an existence that does not play cards according to common sense, and he has made a decision on this matter in minutes.

There is a sense of aggrieved that the other party knows what you want to say before you open your mouth. For the first time, Mr. Shen wondered if his aristocratic status was forced on him by people who were unwilling to ask for it, rather than fighting for it by virtue of his strength.

Of course it's not okay to kill meat and eat it, this wolf is useless, Li Qingming thinks that the Tibetan mastiff in his restaurant is quite good, and he will count it recently, and the rabbits he catches back every day will be counted, except for what other people in the restaurant eat, the rest is his. "They're thinking about it, and I'll let them out when the time comes. ”

Wolf Liu, who was struggling with his struggle, slowly relaxed, he thought that those two people had been killed and eaten by this mysterious Mr. Dongfang. Mr. Shen also exhaled slowly, and laughed for the first time, "In that case, I want to thank Mr. Shen, I wonder if Mr. has time to go to my concert?"

This blonde, blue-eyed, high-level zombie with elegant movements is also a well-known singer.

Stared at the other party's face seriously for a while, and finally determined that he could not help him with his face, Li Qingming nodded lightly, he always felt that this Mr. Shen had a story.

Unable to eat in this mysterious place, Li Qingming felt a little hungry after leaving, he looked down at his palm, and found that the mole in his palm had changed unconsciously, so he walked forward in the direction of guidance.

"We should take him away. Zhang Beibei rubbed his hands and said, "It looks as easy to use as a Tibetan mastiff, and it must be very good at catching rabbits." ”

"It's enough to have one Tibetan mastiff, you don't need to raise two. Li Qingming finally stopped in front of a rusty broken door, and he saw a boy about □□ years old walking out with a huge bag on his back, and he also put his hand on the pergola and looked at the sky, and then continued to walk.

The boy has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a black mole at the corner of his eye makes him look a little more amorous. When he grows up, he will definitely be amazing, and he is definitely a handsome little guy who fascinates thousands of boys and girls. He stopped and stopped all the way, and finally stopped outside an equally dilapidated courtyard, and shouted inside, "Ji Fanfan is here, everyone come and open the door." ”

"Ah, Brother Fan Fan is here. A child in old clothes but clean ran out, he accidentally fell but did not cry, got up with a smile and opened the door, "Brother Fanfan, come in." ”

took out the leaves of the leafless tree and put them around him, pinched a stealth trick, and followed the boy named Ji Fanfan into the dilapidated yard. Li Qingming smelled an extremely obvious smell of blood, he chuckled in his heart, stepped forward quickly, and saw a child lying on the bed, the sheets under him were all bloodstains, because the wound was not treated in time, it had begun to rot, the child had a high fever and did not go away, and shouted to his parents in a daze.

"I brought tools. Ji Fanfan stepped forward quickly, put the big package on his back on the ground and said, "I'll help him deal with his wounds, you guys quickly divide the steamed buns and eat them quickly, do you know?"

There were other children in the room, all of whom were not very old, between 3 and 5 years old, but they were all very obedient, obediently divided the steamed buns equally, and took the initiative to come over to help after eating three or two bites. Ji Fanfan had already cut the clothes on the child's body, and when he saw the wounds on his body, his eyes darkened, and he began to deal with it quickly.

The child is not simply injured, but tortured wounds, especially underneath, like rotting blood holes. Ji Fanfan quickly treated the wound, touched the child's forehead, took out gauze and dipped it in alcohol to help him cool down, and said gently: "Hold on a little longer, you will definitely be fine, believe me." Brother Fan never deceives people......"

I don't know if it's because his words came true or if the child's vitality is tenacious, the heat on his body really slowly decreased. Ji Fanfan also packed his package and left quietly. Li Qingming didn't leave, he and Zhang Beibei were still standing outside the room, and they could see the children in the room and the empty courtyard outside at the same time.

Ji Fanfan left, and the children all touched their stomachs and got together to get ready to rest.

"Boss, the outside has changed. Zhang Beibei took the initiative to grab Li Qingming's hand and said cautiously, "That Ji Fanfan is gone, and the outside has changed." ”

The originally empty courtyard seemed to have many people in an instant, there were people behind the iron gate, and there was a fierce light in their eyes from time to time, and the people walking around the courtyard were holding weapons in their hands, and a few women dressed as old women gathered together and whispered.

Turning his head to look inside the room, Li Qingming couldn't help but rub his eyes, he found that the children were tied with ropes, and the clothes on their bodies were dirty, and they weren't even sober. The only child lying in bed had no change in his wound and had not been treated.

So is what he sees real now, or is it real when Ji Fanfan comes? Li Qingming looked down at the hands he and Zhang Beibei were holding together, he was no longer sure whether Ji Fanfan was an ordinary person, a ghost, or if the children in front of him and the adults outside were ghosts......

"Come and see, we'll pack up and send you over. Suddenly, a very flattering voice sounded outside. Then there were footsteps, and a pot-bellied man came in, his nostrils fluttering with excitement, his eyes glowing red, pointing to the child in the corner as if he were seeing prey, and saying, "That's him! It's a deposit! Clean up for me, I don't like to see anything dirty." ”

"Definitely, definitely. The flattering voice continued.

Lowering his eyelids, Li Qingming watched the pot-bellied man leave arrogantly, he slowly clenched his fists, and said lightly: "Whether it is a person or a soul in front of you, it is what happens, we ...... If you want to choose a path to go on, is it to help the abuse, or to ...... the bright road"

There is no need to choose at all, children are kept here in captivity for the fun of certain people, they are not like people, they are like animals.

Before he could act, someone else came. A young woman with big red lips and red rouge, dressed luxuriously, looked into the room with a smile, and said in a crisp voice: "That kid can't see it anymore, you still don't give him a good time." Okay, isn't it just money, send it to me quickly, I'm in a hurry to use it. ”

"Oh, you're just in time, it's fresh. The flattering voice sounded again, probably because the amount of money received was relatively large, and the voice was extremely cheerful.

Suddenly, a little ghost with only a head and no body appeared out of thin air, sticking to Li Qingming's eyes at close range, spewing yin qi from his mouth and letting out a piercing laugh. Zhang Beibei immediately pulled Li Qingming into his arms and punched him over, scattering the ghost from the beating.

"Who's there?" the woman looked at her vigilantly, she cautiously stepped back, and saw that the place was still empty, but she did not let down her guard, but said to the man next to her, "You are not safe here, it is better to move the place immediately." I'll help you carry a little bit over there, and I'll move tonight. ”

"Good. It is better to believe that there is something than to believe that there is none, and we will transfer. The man said with a solemn expression. But the transfer is the transfer, and the business still has to go on.

Looking at Li Qingming with wide eyes, Zhang Beibei whispered, "Boss, are we going to beat them all to death?"

"We brought Ji Fanfan, if I'm not mistaken, this incident is his cause and effect. Li Qingming said very quickly, "Use a spinning top." Ji Fanfan is the key to this matter, those children are very weak, it is a miracle that they can survive until now, I guess it is because of Ji Fanfan. Women are not simple, let her go for the time being. ”

The spinning top left slowly, fluttering to another broken yard, and then began to rotate slowly, faster and faster, forming an aura vortex that sucked Ji Fanfan in, and then the spinning top flew back slowly.

Ji Fanfan looked at the ground under his feet a little blankly, he looked at his hands, and was a little surprised to find that his hands were transparent. The whirlpool that had trapped him slowly disappeared, and his feet finally stepped on the ground, which he recognized as the courtyard where the children lived.

"You go in and see the kids. There was a gentle and nice voice ringing in Ji Fanfan's ears.

He approached the room, looked at the children sleeping next to each other, touched their heads one by one, looked at the seriously injured children, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and then without hesitation, he bit his fingertips and drew talismans on the children. "I don't know if this will work, but I think you need this. Ji Fanfan whispered, "I wish you the arts, I can save the world and save you...... Surely yes, too. ”

Looking at Ji Fanfan's appearance, Li Qingming frowned, stepped forward to interrupt his movements, and said softly: "The real Zhu Youshu is not to sacrifice oneself in exchange for other people's lives, but to communicate heaven and earth, and let the energy of heaven and earth be used for one's own use, this is the oldest witch." Ji Fanfan, who are you? Why ......?" 166 Reading Network