"Grandma, grandma!"

A childish and loud voice was heard in the cafeteria, and then a boy burst in with a cheer.

The boy had little flesh on his body, he was as thin as a monkey, his complexion was a healthy wheat color, and his shoulder-length hair was casually draped.

After the boy came in, another middle-aged man followed, and this man was carrying four sacks full of grain on his back, so that he bent almost ninety degrees and struggled to walk.

"Grandma! The food has been sent down! Uncle Liu has helped us carry it back!" The skinny monkey-like boy jumped towards the back kitchen, and after a short time, he pulled the shopkeeper of the restaurant out.

When the woman went out and saw the middle-aged man and the sack full of four sacks of grain, her face suddenly turned down, and she rebuked: "You stinky man, you are crazy! You give me your share, you eat the northwest wind!"

After the middle-aged man entered the restaurant, he finally couldn't hold on, lay on the ground and unloaded the grain behind him, and then looked at the woman with a wicked smile on his face leaning on the grain like a scoundrel, and jokingly said:

"Then where can we, this year our god has posted a lot of money and grain to pay taxes, this grain, how to move it over, how to move it back! I still have it there, you use it first, don't spend money to buy other people's, we are not enough!"

The woman's face turned red when she heard this, and she said, "Who is with you, there are still distinguished guests, can you be serious!"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he looked at the Feng Jin people on the side, suddenly stood up from the ground with a loud scream, and said with an embarrassed smile after clenching his fists: "Oh, I'm sorry to disturb you! Villain Liu Mi, I'm really sorry, so let's do it, I'll kowtow to you!"

After speaking, the man named Liu Mi swept his front placket, and as soon as his knees weakened, he was about to kneel down for everyone, Feng Jin was so frightened that he jumped up from the chair, and rushed up to support him with his hand, and exclaimed: "This uncle, why do you need to be like this! How can a good person make such a big gift?"

Liu Mi suddenly beat his chest and said in pain when he heard this: "Oh, the villain has a cheap life, and he actually disturbed your meal, it is a crime that deserves death, and the villain is not happy to go!"

At this time, everyone was confused, and Meng Tian was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, and asked dumbfoundedly: "Dare to ask...... You're the fourth in your family?"

Liu Mi was taken aback when he heard this, looked at Meng Yitian, and said with some hesitation: "Yes, villain...... But he is the fourth in the family, and the old man once named me Liu Ji, but I changed it because I was too cheesy. ”

Dream Tiantian's eyes were round, his whole body was a little twitching, he looked at Liu Mi, and then at the shopkeeper of the restaurant, and there were some signs of rolling his eyes for a while.

Liu Mi looked at Meng Yitian with a confused face, and said suspiciously: "This master is ...... this?"

Feng Jin glanced at the latter, and then said with relief: "It's okay, he's habitually convulsive, it's okay." ”

When Liu Mi heard this, he gave up, and breathed a long sigh of relief, good guy, habitual convulsions, at first he thought that this was to blackmail him.

"Look at your cheap face, phew!" the woman looked at Liu Mi and chirped.

Liu Mi really put on a cheap look when he heard this, and looked at this woman and smiled. However, at this time, a sudden change occurred, and a sack of grain flew up in the air and hit a table and chair in the restaurant, and the table was suddenly overturned and the food was spilled.

"If you don't want it, throw it out, put it in the way, and stop doing business?" a high-pitched voice came.

Seeing this change, everyone turned their eyes to the uninvited guest who said this, and saw a group of sword-wielding young men dressed in white slowly entering the restaurant, and more than a dozen people had expressions of disgust and contempt on their faces.

The leading young man raised his foot and wanted to kick the grain at the door again, just when Feng Jin couldn't help but stop it, Liu Mi was unusual, and scolded loudly with a gloomy face: "Stop! Who are you?!"

The group of teenagers were stunned when they heard this, and then laughed, one of them looked at Liu Mi with a playful face, pointed to the white clothes with dark embroidered scales on his body, and said: "What a pariah, in the Yunchuan Department, there are still people who don't know our clothes?!"

Liu Mi heard that it was not false at all, and took a few steps forward and said-for-tat: "What a yellow-mouthed child, take a closer look at who I am!"

Several teenagers were startled, and looked at him uncertainly, but they didn't see any clues after looking at it for a long time, although Liu Mi's blood qi was vigorous, but it was not at the level of a martial artist who practiced at all, and the qi around him was also mediocre.

The leading young man had a gloomy face at this time, stared at Liu Mi deadly, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Liu Mi said with contempt: "Who am I? You don't even know who I am, so you dare to kick this bag of grain?!"

Looking at Liu Mi, who was so arrogant, a group of teenagers suddenly became a little surprised, could this be a land immortal?

Everyone originally thought that in a small town, how could there be a land immortal, even if they saw the chariot of Feng Jin and a few people at the door of the restaurant, they only thought that it was a rich businessman, and let them handle the existence, but unexpectedly, a Liu Mi suddenly appeared.

The leading young man hesitated for a moment, and said with some stubble: "We are the disciples of the Pure Yuan Sect! The reputation of my Pure Yuan Sect resounded throughout the three divisions of Yunchuan, Yunshui, and Yuncong, and it was a number one of the largest sects in the entire Daizhou, if you were really a senior master, how could you not know my Pure Yuan Sect? Who are you?!"

Liu Mi snorted coldly, and said with an unfathomable expression: "What is the Pure Yuan Sect, I have never heard of it, grandpa! Lao Tzu has been rampant in Daizhou for many years, not to mention the Pure Yuan Sect, the Tianyuan Sect is not easy to use!"

Today, you're either going to apologize or you're ...... I'll personally go to your Pure Yuan Sect to visit your elders and ask them how they teach their disciples!"

When everyone in the Chunyuan Sect heard this, they immediately became suspicious, and looked at Liu Mi in front of them again, their expressions no longer arrogant.

"Hey, I smelled a foul smell every 108,000 miles, I didn't expect it to be this group of little people from your Pure Yuan Sect!"

"Tut-tut, isn't this the famous Tan Yang, the inner disciple of the Chunyuan Sect! It's really getting more and more regressive, and he can only bully and bully the people, and he was frightened by the people, hahahaha——!"

"Senior brother, what is a little person?"

"Isn't the son of a villain a little man, hahaha!"

......

With bursts of cynicism and banter, another group of teenagers slowly walked into the restaurant, all wearing black robes, as if they were carrying a lot of utensils, and they walked with a clanging sound, which was extremely crisp.

After these words fell, the face of the leading young man of the Chunyuan Sect named Tan Yang turned dark, and he finally came back to his senses, staring at them deadly, the hand holding the long sword became harder and harder, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't give up, you can't find death?!"

After the words fell, the leaders of the black-clothed teenagers walked towards Tan Yang with a cynical smile on their faces, and chuckled: "Let's change the lines, how can you be like a play, other people's plays will also sing songs in different ways, you go back and forth is this sentence, not even a play." ”

Tan Yang's body burst out, and he suddenly pulled out his long sword and stabbed at the black-clothed young man named Wan Bu Wai, and shouted, "You are looking for death!"

The sword light flashed, and in an instant, it was in the chest of Wan Bu, only to see the latter suddenly take out a big black brick from his waist, that's right, a big black brick......

The big black brick blocked the tip of the sword in front of him, and he didn't even leave a mark, only to hear a crisp sound of "ding", the long sword was shaken back, and Tan Yang took a few steps back.

When the two of them moved, all the disciples of the Chunyuan Sect pulled out their long swords, and the group of black-clothed young men also took out their strange weapons, and the two groups of people confronted each other at the door of the restaurant.

"Stop! If you don't leave, the old lady will go to report to the official now!" At this time, the shopkeeper of the restaurant, the woman, shouted sharply.

Tan Yang stared at the woman with a little hideousness, and sneered: "My Pure Yuan Sect has been crisscrossing the Yunchuan Department for many years, and even the marquis of the department has to give us a few thin noodles, what kind of thing are you, a slut!"

"Smack-" Feng Jin slapped the sword on the table at his waist, got up suddenly, and stared at this Chunyuan Sect disciple named Tan Yang, his face was unprecedentedly gloomy, and he said coldly: "Apologize to this eldest sister." ”

The moment Feng Jin got up, Feng pulled out the four-foot long sword in his hand with a "bang", the qi and blood in his body tumbled, and the qi around his body suddenly became violent. Ma Monroe held a sword in front of Feng Jin, frowning lightly, looking at the person of the Pure Yuan Sect in front of him with murderous eyes.

"A group of little scumbags, if you have to do something, it's very uncomfortable if you don't get slapped in the face, alas......" Meng Tian let out a long sigh and looked at the people of the Chunyuan Sect with pity.