Los Angeles has existed for some years, as for how long, a thousand years, maybe earlier. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Its prosperity is not clear in one or two sentences, someone once wrote:

Thousands of households are like stars, and the streets are like chessboards.

The flag in the city can cover the sky, and the ancient and modern prosperity is Luocheng.

It can be seen that the prosperity is not comparable to ordinary cities, and the city is full of restaurants and inns.

Fuxiang Inn - the big inn in Los Angeles is also a veteran inn, and there is an endless stream of people coming in and out, and the business is booming.

"Hurry up, you see, I used to eat there when I came to Los Angeles, and the food was well cooked." Ouyang Mingzhu pointed to the signboard of Fuxiangju.

Yun Yantian was puzzled: "The business is as good as you say, why don't you see people coming in and out of the door at dinner time?" ”

Kenkuro agreed in his heart, something was wrong.

Ouyang Mingzhu gave a roll of his eyes: "Others may have eaten inside, don't talk nonsense if you don't know." ”

Ouyang Mingzhu ran in excitedly, saw a room full of people, turned around and shouted: "See, I'll say that someone is already eating inside!" ”

With a sudden sentence, the people in the inn hall were stunned, and they all looked at Ouyang Mingzhu at the door, with unkindness in their eyes, and there was a bloodthirsty light in them. Seeing that it was a young man in white, he didn't care, and all looked at one place—the table in the lower right corner of the hall.

Quietly, in the hall, there was no eating, no, there was a person eating, the people at the table in the lower right corner were eating, eating very slowly, maybe it was a person eating, no appetite, or something else, who knows.

The shopkeeper stood inside the counter, fat head brain. With a trembling look, the right hand placed on the abacus was trembling slightly, his face was covered with sweat, sweat dripped down his chin on his wide clothes, and his chest was wet, definitely not tired.

The guy stood by the counter, but he was very calm, it was none of his business, and the inn was not his, so there was really nothing to worry about.

Seeing the situation in front of him, Ouyang Mingzhu, who was simple-minded and acted aggressively, also saw that something was wrong, and stood at the door with an embarrassed face, at a loss.

Xiao Cui said in a low voice: "Childe, let's go somewhere else to eat!" ”

Kenkuro looked around the hall and followed the gaze of others to the person at the table in the lower right corner, "It's beautiful!" There was only this thought left in my heart, and the heart, which had been calm for more than 20 years, had a ripple, my breathing became heavy, my heartbeat was much faster, and my legs walked over without obeying the call.

Ouyang Mingzhu was shocked, and reached out to grab Jian Jiulang, but he grabbed it empty, and he was annoyed in his heart.

The three of them had no choice but to follow closely.

The atmosphere is very depressing.

Some people have been suppressed for too long, and they will go to extremes, killing people or committing suicide, and there are such people in all walks of life.

Ouyang Mingzhu couldn't stand such an atmosphere, and reached out to grab Yun Yantian, holding it very tightly, maybe only in this way could he find a sense of security.

Yun Yantian couldn't help but be stunned, then smiled and gently patted Ouyang Mingzhu's hand to show reassurance.

Kenkuro came to the table, at a loss, neither standing nor sitting, wanting to speak, his mouth opened, but he couldn't spit out a word. His face was red, like a boiled shrimp, and his heart was beating even harder, as if he was about to jump out of his chest. Jian Jiulang swallowed his saliva, the sound of "rumbling" was very loud, and he was a little embarrassed, and he was very annoyed in his heart.

The woman was none other than Murong Qian, the daughter of the Blood Demon.

Murong Qian saw Jian Jiulang very early, from the moment he first came in, looking at Jian Jiulang's clear eyes like water, and the embarrassed look on his face, Murong Qian put down the dishes and chopsticks, and chuckled: "Sit down." "The voice is as pleasant as a lark.

Kenkuro wanted to say thank you, but he found that he couldn't open his mouth, and his nose was very "um", as if he had exhausted all his strength, and he secretly hated himself for being useless.

Yun Yantian looked at Murong Qian, and sighed secretly in her heart, Murong Qian's beauty cannot be described in a few words, maybe the words to describe her beauty have not yet appeared, maybe that's it.

Yun Yantian stabilized his mind and said, "We are his friends, can we sit down?" ”

Murong Qian said: "Of course you can!" ”

The atmosphere in the hall changed suddenly, no longer depressing, but more terrifying, mixed with various emotions.

Many people are annoyed, the beauty is in front of them, but they are the last stunned boy to take the lead, why didn't they take the initiative at that time, what are they afraid of, is they ashamed of themselves, or...

Isn't the beauty of a fairy all cold-hearted and rejecting people thousands of miles away, how can she be like this? Is it a water-based poplar, or...

Frustration, anger, unwillingness, hatred... Brewing in the hearts of people, once it erupts, it is a disaster, it is a killing!

Once a person is dominated by a certain emotion, he can sometimes burst out with infinite power.

Ouyang Mingzhu saw Jian Jiulang's appearance, thinking about ignoring himself along the way, a wave of anger appeared in his heart, he felt that his whole body was full of strength, let go of the hand that grabbed Yun Yantian, sat down next to Jian Jiulang, and hugged Jian Jiulang's left hand with both hands, and the movements were done in one go, without the slightest drag, as if he was declaring ownership.

Kenkuro was indifferent and motionless. Ouyang Mingzhu was secretly happy, but Yun Yantian was sad.

Looking at Ouyang Mingzhu holding Jian Jiulang's hand, Murong Qian still didn't understand, but she couldn't figure it out, is it really good for two men to be like this in public? I opened my eyes, and when I thought of this, my face couldn't help but turn a little red.

Ouyang Mingzhu said: "Sister is so beautiful! ”

On the rivers and lakes, two people who don't know each other, saying that people are beautiful in such a straightforward way is a frivolous behavior, and it is the behavior of a prodigal son.

Murong Qian frowned and was a little displeased, Yun Yantian was clear-minded, leaned forward and said softly: "Don't misunderstand, heroine, she is a daughter like you." ”

Murong Qian let out a long breath, thinking of the misunderstanding in her heart before, she couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, and said, "You haven't eaten yet, fill your stomach first." ”

"Yes! Starving! Ouyang Mingzhu agreed, let go of his hand, and said: "Xiao Er, peony swallow vegetables, fish leaping dragon gate, anchovy shrimp balls, palm pearls, hoof fairy tofu and five portions of Wugui lotus soup, the best wine, the speed should be fast!" ”

"You really treat us as air, and you are angry with me!"

"Acquaintances, hurry up!"

"Otherwise, you'll be starving!"

"Yes!"

A storm is coming!