Looking back, Shen Mu's expression was still flat, with a shallow smile: "Mr. Beiming, please." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zi Ko stood beside Shen Mu, his eyes were sharp, looking at the white-clothed Beiming, and his heart was more or less worried.

Unexpectedly, Beiming didn't have any intention of getting up, but stretched out his hand, pointed to his shoes, and pointed in the direction outside.

Shen Mu and Zi Ko were both stunned, not understanding what he meant.

"He said that the soles of his shoes are clean and can't be dirty, so let you send him to the car!" Even when Shen Mu and Zi Ko were still thinking about what this Bei Ming meant, Liu Ke, who had already walked out of the tea shop, turned back again, with an extraordinarily relaxed smile on his wrinkled face, and then stretched out his hand and pointed to the table where he was sitting before: "The guy who ate didn't take anything, hahaha." As he spoke, he walked to the table, picked up the bamboo basket he had left behind, and then walked leisurely outside.

As he walked, he looked back in the direction of Beiming, and finally sighed: "Young people now......"

Liu Ke's back disappeared from Shen Mu and Zi Ko's sight, and when he retracted his eyes, the two of them already looked at the white figure in front of them with a strong sense of scrutiny.

"Mr. Beiming......" Zikou finally opened her mouth, this person is too weird.

Suddenly, Beiming's hand was raised, stopping what Zikou was about to say, and then his fingers moved, pointing to the soles of his shoes again.

"Does Mr. Beiming really need us to put you in the carriage personally?" Shen Mu spoke steadily, in a word.

The white gauze hat trembled, which also made the two of them see very clearly that he was nodding.

Shen Mu's heart sank a little, turned around, and looked at Xiao Er.

Zikou, also at the same moment, turned her eyes and looked at him.

The shopkeeper was already a little strange, but with the eyes of the two, he also looked at Xiao Er.

Xiao Erben has been watching the movement here, lowering his head in the interval, and began to calculate the one or two of this matter by himself, suddenly there was no sound, and he felt a little strange, and when he looked up, he was already looking at himself with three pairs of eyes.

"Huh......?" Xiao Er swallowed a mouthful of saliva heavily, and responded with some hair in his heart.

Shen Mu's eyes were very heavy, and he looked at Xiao Er for a long time before he raised his chin heavily in the direction of Beiming.

"............ me?" Stretched out his finger and pointed at himself, Xiao Er was obviously a little stunned.

"What are you looking at, don't go yet!" The shopkeeper finally opened his mouth a little anxiously, and a slap rose and landed on Xiao Er's back.

The step was staggering, and he had already walked out, standing right in front of Beiming.

Swallowing a little dryly in his mouth, Xiao Er looked back at the three people who were still looking at him, and had no choice but to turn around and look at the man in white again.

"You, this gentleman...... Don't you mind......" After saying that, Xiao Er had already stretched out his hand and wrapped his arms around Beiming's waist, wanting to pick him up, but as soon as he used force in his hand, Xiao Er noticed that something was wrong, Rao is he so tall that he can't hold this thin-looking son?!

The reverse force was suddenly collected in his hand, and Xiao Er's heart also felt that something was wrong, and the original intention of avoiding this person from afar also dissipated suddenly, and at this moment, he was only thinking about how to pick up this person.

After thinking about it, Xiao Er had already gone around behind Bei Ming, clasped his waist again, and wanted to pick him up hard.

"W-ah!" I only felt that it was not a person in my hand, but a heavy stone, and I couldn't move it, and my body suddenly loosened, and Xiao Er's body was already due to inertia, and he fell heavily to the back.

"Ouch!" The first one hit the back of a chair behind him, and Xiao Er cried out in pain, "You are a person...... You man! Lying on the ground on all fours, Xiao Er's hand was already covering the back of his head, and the other hand was trembling and pointing to the back of Beiming.

At this moment, Shen Mu finally realized the strangeness of this person, and stretched out his hand, wanting to pat him on the shoulder: "Mr. Beiming......"

"Brush-" Before Shen Mu's hand touched him or spoke, the man in white had already moved lightly, his body was vacated, and he left his original position.

Everyone's eyes were lifted to the man. It didn't matter what it was, everyone stayed where they were, because the man in white didn't make any other moves, just quietly, as if he could fly, stopped in the air, and there was no other movement.

Shen Mu and Zi Ko suddenly realized that this person from the Northern Hells family couldn't be provoked.

All people who practice martial arts know that light gong needs the support of external force, and it can be lifted into the air with a light touch, that is, in the process of exercising gong, it is necessary to constantly find support points to help, but at this moment, the man in white in front of him does not have any support, just like this, floating quietly in the air.

Everyone was stunned, but Shen Mu was the first to react, tilting his head and looking at him: "Mr. Beiming, but what's wrong?" He knew that this person would not do such a thing for no reason.

The white sleeves were gently raised, and a hoarse voice rang out.

"I want to see your pavilion master."

"Can you talk?!" At the first moment, Zi Ko had already reacted, raised his head, and looked at the person floating in mid-air with a fierce gaze.

Beiming's voice was extremely hoarse, and he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman at all, and it was even more gloomy.

The white gauze hat moved slightly, his fingers were already stretched out, pointing at Shen Mu from a high place, and he could see that among these people, he was the center.

"I want to see your pavilion master."

Shen Mu's heart sank heavily, his eyes were full of indistinguishable thoughts, and his voice also fell heavily: "If Mr. Beiming can heal the injured, he can see our pavilion master." ”

Zikou's eyes were startled, and her hand was already grabbing Shen Mu's sleeve.

Shen Mu stretched out his hand and patted Zikou's hand soothingly, signaling her not to worry.

That's right, Shen Mu is gambling, and the person in front of the gamble must not know that the young lady is the pavilion master.

After a while, the figure had fallen from the sky, and under the white gauze curtain, it was still a face that could not be seen clearly.

"Lead the way." Just two words, a hoarse voice blurted out, and then the figure was already in the air, flying out.

Shen Mu's eyebrows froze, and he quickly walked out.

"Sinking wood!" Zikou's hand was already holding him, and her frowning brow was full of unspeakable worry.

"Rest assured. I have everything for me. With just one look, Shen Mu understood what Zikou was worried about, the Northern Underworld Clan, which had not appeared for a long time, appeared at this time, something must have happened. (To be continued.) )