Bei Zhen opened the oil paper bag, and the aroma of roasted duck slowly wafted out from it, and the thick aroma of meat and fat made people can't help but have an appetite. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He placed the oiled paper bag in front of him, folded his hands, and silently recited the mantra several times. Then he slowly took out a pair of bamboo chopsticks from the storage bag, picked up a slice of chopped roast duck and put it in his mouth.

He eats elegantly and beautifully, his cheeks bulge slightly, a pair of smooth and soft flesh lips are slightly pursed, and the gravy and crispy duck skin are bitten together, and the aroma is overflowing in an instant.

He nodded with satisfaction, his face full of joy and satisfaction, his eyebrows relaxed and slightly curved.

Di Ting quietly raised his lips, just a roasted duck, coaxed?

An Ge breathed a sigh of relief and asked with a smile: "You smashed everything, do you want to pay a little too?" ”

Beizhen Tianjun's face instantly turned cold, he put down his chopsticks dissatisfiedly, and said indifferently: "I'm tired, I want to rest." ”

Ruohua bowed slightly, and said to him with induction: Please be in the guest officer.

He looked at Beizhen Tianjun, who was wearing his bedclothes and didn't even wear shoes, and said with some distrust in his heart: Room B No. 3, five medium-grade spirit stones a day.

Beizhen Tianjun pointed to the leisurely An Ge and said, "He pays the bill." ”

An Ge shook his head and said, "It's really strange why you immortals are so picky. Then he looked at Ruohua and said, "Count Uncle Ben." ”

Unexpectedly, Ruohua looked at An Ge with even more distrust, and said with induction: Demon King, you have never paid since you arrived at the store.

In other words, that is, you have been eating and drinking for nothing for a long time, can you afford to pay?

An Ge pursed his lips and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Ben is the Demon King!" Have you ever seen that our demon clan is short of money? ”

This is also true, the demon clan and demons have plenty of food and clothing, and there is indeed no shortage of money.

Ruohua nodded, stretched out a hand slightly sideways and said to Bei Zhen: The guest upstairs, please, the inn will be repaired in the near future, please forgive me.

Bei Zhen looked at him slightly sideways and asked, "Are you dumb?" ”

Ruohua shook his head, and said with a cold face: I'm not used to it.

Bei Zhen pointed at Ruohua, turned his head to Di and said, "This is very interesting." As he spoke, he seemed to be lost in thought, and added: "Much stronger than a puppet!" ”

Ruohua rolled his eyes, but said in a stiff inductive voice: "Guest officer, it's getting late."

Beizhen Tianjun stepped on the broken bricks and rotten tiles with his bare white feet, but he walked on the ground, and his thin body hugged his shoulders slightly and said to Ruohua: "Help me send a message to the Beixiao Divine Jade Ziwei Palace, and ask them to send me some daily things." ”

Ruohua nodded slightly and agreed.

Di Ting looked around the entire courtyard, shook his head slightly, and said, "Hurry up and let the demon clan send money, otherwise Youning will feel good when you come back, I don't want to eat leftovers with you." ”

An Ge pursed his lips and said, "I didn't expect this madman to be ruthless and didn't even ask, and the Emperor of Heaven didn't send anyone to take care of it, I'm afraid I'm really afraid of his temper." ”

Di Ting frowned slightly, Beizhen Tianjun is the god of war in the heavenly court, born from the place where the Ziwei stars shine in the north, and he is the son of the Three Realms, everyone knows that he is the god of the ancients, but no one knows how old he has lived.

When he fought the demon race for the first time, he refused to fight for the heavenly court just because he thought that person was interesting. Upon learning of that person's death, he even overturned the four seas in a fit of rage, flooding the land and fertile fields, and killing countless immortals, demons, and demons. The first great war had to end in his rage.

Thinking about that scene now, Di Ting still finds it shocking.

He turned his eyes to look at the sign of the Mayfly Inn, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly. The vicissitudes of life, they are together again, is everything going to be repeated?

He raised his palms, closed his eyes reverently, and recited a sentence in his mouth: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south." ”

The boundless sea of iniquity, the fire of karma burns the lotus, I hope that the sin will not be repeated.

In the mortal realm of the Han Kingdom, when night fell, Heng Ke once again incarnated into a human form and sat in front of Jiu Ling.

He smiled and said, "You just played the piano, and the first stanza of the third section was out of rhythm. ”

Jiu Ling raised her eyes slightly, obviously a little surprised, he suddenly transformed, she couldn't help but be a little surprised in her heart, this was the wrong sound, and he heard it?

Hengke sat beside her, his fingers hooked the strings, and a pleasant and melodious sound came slowly.

He smiled and walked away from her, "That's right, right? ”

"I usually see you listening to the piano, but this is the first time I have seen you play the piano, and the technique is skillful."

Hengke turned to smile, straightened his long legs, and said, "I have a very incompetent friend, he likes to play the piano, and it is the first time I have personally presented my ugliness. ”

"Extremely incompetent friend?" Jiu Ling smiled slightly with his lips covered, and said firmly: "It's that you often mention that Buddha cultivator with a cold personality." ”

Hengke squinted his eyes and laughed, and hearty laughter spread throughout the empty palace.

"That's right, that's right, it's that guy who is not close to women and has little desire, how did you guess?"

Jiu Ling said with a smile: "You always mention that there is only him and another demon cultivator friend, and you say that the female demon cultivator is a stupid girl with a tendon, she naturally can't play the piano, so think about it, that is, it refers to him, right?" ”

"My Nine Orders are really smart." Hengke smiled and stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her hair, but he stopped in mid-air, withdrew his hand with a slightly embarrassed face, and said, "It's really smart." ”

Jiu Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, and he withdrew his hand again.

Are you afraid of something, or are you concerned?

Yes, yes. She's about to get married, so she shouldn't have been in such contact with a foreign man.

She smiled and asked, "It's late at night, it's time for you to rest." ”

Hengke's heart ached, God knows, how much he wanted to touch her hair, her hair was so shiny and smooth. He wanted to take her on a flight and make her laugh once.

"Lord Hengke, it's time for you to rest." She lowered her eyebrows slightly, silent and polite.

This sense of alienation made Hengke almost go crazy.

His fingers flicked slightly, and finally resisted the impulse in his heart, and said with a wry smile: "You should rest earlier." ”

Jiu Ling stood up, bowed slightly, and watched him walk out of the hall.

The world was silent again, as if the man had never existed.

As if her world was meant to be like this.

Looking sideways at Hengke's unfinished wine on the couch, she sat on the edge of the couch and picked up the wine glass he had held.

The crystal clear glass wine cup is as cold as this night.

Filling her glass, she threw her head back and drank it, her throat spicy.

"Ahem." I coughed lightly twice, feeling that my face was hot, and there was a spicy warmth from the place where the wine passed.

"It turns out that wine warms people's hearts, it's true." She raised her hand and poured another glass of wine, then tilted her head back and drank it again.

She directly picked up the flask, half-leaned up, raised her chin, and raised the flask, only to see her wrist flip slightly, and the wine leaked down from the spout.