The diner is in the middle, looking at the chicken bones like a hill in front of him, and the boy who is reincarnated by a hungry ghost. For the first time, the sick seedling felt that there was something wrong with his master's vision......

Lu Yingfeng also shook his head helplessly, and some thoughts in his heart were also a little shaken.

The Lu family has been in business for generations, and they rarely meet opponents in the art of doing business, except for the Northwest Shang clan, and their business inheritance has never been broken for hundreds of years, because what they rely on for their livelihood is not a smart business mind, but a vision!

Lu Yingfeng thinks that he will never mistake a person, and when he first saw Feng Xiaohan, he felt that this young man had a primitive wildness, and it was this wildness that made him so special among ordinary people.

But so far, Feng Xiaohan is just a rice bucket......

Lu Yingfeng sighed in his heart: "If someone can come to make trouble and take the opportunity to force Feng Xiaohan to make a move, I can still see his strength." ”

Hearing the crisp sound of "touching", a porcelain bowl flew over and threw it on the table in front of Feng Xiaohan, startling Lu Yingfeng, who was wandering in the world.

The fragments of the magnetic bowl shot out, and the sick seedling stretched out a hand and caught the fragments flying towards the two of them very casually.

But Feng Xiaohan was not spared, he didn't have the superb hand skills of the sick seedling, and the magnetic bowl was obviously coming at him, so he couldn't avoid it, so he could only suffer these few times, and the chicken bones made the wind everywhere.

Sick Yang Zi frowned slightly, these fragments are full of strength, obviously someone threw them with vitality, the power of the fragments is not much different from ordinary arrow feathers, and I am afraid that Feng Xiaohan will have to suffer some hardships this time.

Who knew that he turned his head to look, but was surprised to find that Feng Xiaohan only had a few holes in his clothes, and even a cold hair did not hurt him, but those fragments were shaken even more finely.

That night, Jin Mang melted into his flesh and blood, directly allowing him to cross the Forging Body Realm, and at the same time, it also gave him extremely hard skin.

The three of them looked in the direction where the magnetic bowl was flying, and saw a tall disciple staring at Feng Xiaohan with an evil face, only a pair of chopsticks in his hand, and no bowl. The disciples who sat with him, except for the gloomy-looking young man, all ate their own food, as if they hadn't seen this scene.

Feng Xiaohan was covered in chicken bones, and his appearance was extremely embarrassed.

"It's good that I didn't put on new clothes, otherwise it would have been ruined again. ”

Feng Xiaohan shook off the chicken bones, picked up another chicken leg, and ate it carefully.

The disciple sneered, "What kind of character should I be, it turned out to be a wreck. ”

With his undisguised laughter, several fellow disciples also showed flirtatious smiles, and the other people in the diner's house looked at Feng Xiaohan with a hint of disdain.

The sick man pinched the fragments and looked at the disciple, a fierce color flashed in his eyes.

It's not because Feng Xiaohan is upset, but because this guy almost hurt Lu Yingfeng, which makes him very unhappy, and the other party must give an explanation.

"Two, I just aimed at Feng Xiaohan, I didn't think much about it, fortunately, this junior brother has a quick eye, so he didn't hurt the innocent, and the senior brother is here to compensate the two. ”

The tall disciple bowed slightly and apologized.

The sick man snorted coldly, and if he hadn't seen that he could catch the fragments so quickly, and he had some ability, this person would probably not apologize at all, and even laugh at the two of them together.

He was about to speak, but was stopped by Lu Yingfeng with his eyes.

Lu Yingfeng looked at Feng Xiaohan and wondered what he would do, he didn't believe that this wild teenager would not respond.

Feng Xiaohan ate all the chicken thighs, looked at the clean chicken bones, licked the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Humans are really the easiest creatures I have ever seen. ”

He smiled happily and innocently.

It's like a child getting his favorite toy.

Feng Xiaohan's favorite toy is the prey, and his favorite melody is the frightened wail of the prey.

After the demon beast provokes, even if it is disdainful, it will be on guard with all its might, and the so-called lion fighting rabbit will also use all his strength. But the tall disciple instead let down his guard, and losing his prey will only make it easier for the predator to get his hands on it.

So Feng Xiaohan made a move, he likes to surpass the opponent in the strongest place, just now the disciple threw the magnetic bowl, he also wanted to use his own way, and he gave back to him.

The chicken bones shot at the disciple in a straight line, so fast that you could even hear a piercing sound of breaking through the air.

The bone grazed the disciple's cheek and nailed into the wall, leaving a small hole, and one of the disciples who happened to pass by on the other side of the wall was startled by the half-cut bones that appeared on the wall, and almost fell to the ground.

"What a powerful wrist force!"

Sick Yangzi's face changed, and he clearly saw that Feng Xiaohan was just shaking his wrist slightly, and his movements were extremely light, and he could beat the chicken bones with such power, and he knew very well that this guy did not use his vitality.

Lu Yingfeng was also surprised, but what surprised him was that there was not a single crack in the wall except for a small hole, which required a complete concentration of strength to do so.

If it hits that disciple, even if he has already turned into a spiritual realm, he will inevitably be nailed out of a transparent hole.

The tall disciple froze in place, the smile on his face had not had time to be put away, and the frightened gaze formed an extremely strange expression, the pain on his face and the object that had just whistling past his ears made him sweat coldly, and instantly soaked his clothes.

If Feng Xiaohan's chicken bones are more biased and hit his forehead, even if he doesn't die, he will have to rest in the hospital bed for several months.

Thinking of this, his gaze began to wander a little, and there were signs of loss of consciousness.

"Hmph, useless waste. ”

The gloomy young man scolded in a low voice, looked at Feng Xiaohan and said, "It's because I am not strict in discipline, please don't be like the disciples of the outer mountains." ”

Feng Xiaohan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Are you?"

"He is the seventh Lou Tingyu on the list of disciples of the Inner Mountain, the realm of spiritual perfection, and the nephew of the head of the family. "Lu Yingfeng is well-informed, and he has already inquired about all the powerful people up and down Qingzhu Peak.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, and said coldly, "Oh? You are the new Uchiyama disciple who makes friends everywhere?"

Lu Yingfeng got up, bowed and saluted, the etiquette was impeccable, and said, "Xiaosheng Lu Yingfeng, I have seen my senior brother." ”

Lou Tingyu said: "I didn't expect you to even want to make this friend, do you still have a lower limit?"

"Making friends pays attention to affection, where is the lower limit?"

"The gang at the foot of the town called Hanako, you can also hand it over?"

"My father once said that it is a friend who comes out to mix. If those flowers are really good, what's the harm in making friends?"

Lou listened to Yu Leng snorted and ignored him.

Feng Xiaohan thought to himself that he was ranked seventh among the disciples of the Inner Mountain, and his strength was considerable, and asked, "Why are you also because of Xirou?"

"No, although I also have admiration for Senior Sister He, I don't think I deserve her. ”

Lou Tingyu said slowly: "I'm just curious about what is so good about you, this junior brother also has the same mentality, but the method is inappropriate, I am here to apologize for him." ”

Feng Xiaohan thought about his conversation with Lu Yingfeng and said, "But I still think you look down on me." ”

Lou Tingyu nodded and said: "I admit that you are indeed very remarkable, but you are not familiar with human feelings, lack of education, and behave like a beast, which insults the reputation of the mountain gate, and it is difficult for me to recognize your status in Qingzhu Peak." ”

Feng Xiaohan asked, "So what?"

"So I want to kick you out. ”

There was silence in the diner's room, only the sound of heavy breathing remained, and even Lu Yingfeng was a little shocked by his directness and undisguised purpose.

Lou Tingyu acted and spoke directly, without scruples, and he also knew that if he was like intrigue with others and hinted at hostility to each other, this wild boy would definitely not understand, so it was better to say it directly.

Feng Xiaohan has lived with people for a while, and he knows a little bit about the world, so he asked, "You know that I was brought here by your uncle, right?"

"Of course. ”

"Then you still want to drive me away?"

"Yes. ”

"Did I provoke you?"

"It's just that you're upset. ”

Lou Tingyu's tone was indifferent, and his expression was still indifferent, and he seemed to take this sentence so seriously.

This is not a reason for conflict that is difficult to convince those present.

But Feng Xiaohan nodded seriously, he thought that this reason was very sufficient.

"But you are only a disciple of the inner mountain, and your status is not more noble than his, so you have no right to decide whether he will stay or not. Sick Yangzi said: "If you use the relationship of the head, I'm afraid you are not upright enough, it is not your personality to go straight to the building to listen to the rain." ”

Lou Tingyu's nickname is straightforward, because he learned swords.

The swordsman is straight and sharp.

Therefore, his style of acting is straight, he has something to say, he does what he says, and he is sharp, which is his way.

"And you're going to do that?"

The sick seedling coughed twice and asked his own questions, and everyone looked at Lou and listened to the rain, and they also wanted to know the answer.

Lou Tingyu looked at the sword lying horizontally on the table, and then looked at Feng Xiaohan.

Lu Yingfeng raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "Could it be ......?"

Subsequently, the sick seedlings also understood, and everyone in the diners also understood.

Since Feng Xiaohan can't be allowed to leave on his own, the simplest and most direct way is to seriously injure him and cripple him, then naturally someone will send him down the mountain, and it will be difficult to step into the mountain gate for the rest of his life.

However, Changming Sect strictly forbade private fighting, and even daily exchanges had to go to a special martial arts arena under the supervision of the elders of the outer mountains.

Then the best opportunity is the Qingzhu Peak competition in half a month.

In this competition, the inner and outer mountain disciples of Qingzhu Peak will be rearranged, and as long as the other party is not killed, they can fight to their heart's content.

Everyone could see the decisiveness in Lou Tingyu's eyes, and only heard him ask: "Should you be afraid to fight, don't participate in the competition." ”

"I'll cripple you. ”

After thinking about it, Feng Xiaohan added: "Or kill you." ”