Chapter 702: Beating Apricot Blossoms (Today's Fifth Watch)
Zhu Ziling and Dugu Pocheng glanced at each other, but no sparks flew around, and with some helplessness, they both turned their heads and said nothing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Zhong Zhen pursed her lips without saying a word, and suddenly stood up.
Seeing that Li Huaixu was walking towards the door, she lowered her head and said with a hint of shyness: "Xinghua, wait a minute, there is still a small thing I want to ask you." I have no one to talk to but you. “
Li Huaixu stood up, thinking to himself if he would ask me which one to choose, how would I know about this kind of thing. Besides, who will be better than me, but it's a pity that I still like the little ladies who are more like girls.
Zhong Zhen walked up, her head still lowered, but her hands raised.
"This bead is for you, it's useless for me to hold it." She clenched her fists, as if she had something precious in her hands.
Li Huaixu remembered that Zhong Zhen seemed to have a broken space bead, and looked at her expectantly.
Suddenly, there was a "boom", and the fist hit his left eye like lightning, and his whole head was buzzing.
"Give you ......"
Zhong Zhen punched him again, this time in the right eye. However, Li Huaixu had already taken precautions and stopped her arm.
The two of them crackled and exchanged fists and feet very quickly, and the speed was amazing, but they didn't use the aura.
If you break the house, you have to pay for it.
Seeing that Dugu Pocheng and Zhu Ziling did not move, Zhong Zhen shouted, "What are you still stupid, let's go together, I won't be angry if you don't kill this old rascal." ”
Dugu Pocheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately jumped up to join the battle group.
Zhu Ziling was powerless, but he was shouting, "Xinghua, you owe me a life, and if you dare to fight back, you will be a pig." ”
Li Huaixu replied disdainfully, "You are a pig, you are absolutely stupid." ”
"I am stupid, and you are ashamed to die. Just now, after a meal of heavenly nonsense, I wanted to repay the three of us for saving our lives, which is really shameless. ”
was stabbed by Zhu Ziling, Li Huaixu's face turned a little red, but no one could see it.
He hadn't fought with anyone for a long time, and he had been deceived by Zhong Zhen so much that he lost the opportunity, and he had a quarrel with Zhu Ziling, so he had been beaten by Dugu Pocheng and Zhong Zhen together.
Moreover, Li Huaixu didn't do his best to fight with Zhong Zhen and Dugu Pocheng, and if a few Yuanying monks really wanted to fight, this inn immediately turned into powder.
The phrase "hitting people without slapping their faces" is not used for Zhong Zhen. If you want to fight, you will be slapped in the face, and the trick will not leave Li Huaixu's face that she has wanted to beat hard for so many years......
After a long time, the door of the small courtyard was opened, and a man with a blue nose and swollen face and a colorful green robe flashed out.
The inn was empty and there weren't too many people, but it wasn't without people.
The old shopkeeper in the foundation building period was sitting in the lobby, lazily swatting flies, and saw a monk who had been beaten into a pig's head, passing by him very chicly, walking directly out, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The fly swatter stopped in the air and fell halfway.
Most of the people living on the floating islands are mortals, and there are also some Qi refining cultivators. The Zhuji monks will settle down when they pass by, and it is rare for a Jindan monk to come once in a while.
This time, I saw several infancy students in one go, and the old shopkeeper was sincerely afraid, for fear that something would happen.
Your own business doesn't make much money, so it's easy.
If he had a choice, he would rather not receive the high-ranking monks.
Not to mention the arrogance, they are picky, they dislike the dishes are not good, and the house is not clean.
It's all carefully cleaned using the dust purification technique, how can it not be clean. Besides, he has a foundation building period, and what kind of food he eats in the Jindan period and the Yuan infant period is simply picking bones in eggs, and he specially came to find him happy.
Originally, he secretly sighed that although these monks were weird, they were still good at serving, and there were not many requirements for the beds in the inn, as long as they were clean and not disturbed.
Unexpectedly, something happened immediately.
The monks in the late Yuan Dynasty made people into pigs' heads, and the courtyard behind them didn't know what had become of.
The courtyard dedicated to the residence of VIPs is very well soundproofed, and I really didn't hear any sound at all.
Thinking of this, the fly swatter in the old shopkeeper's hand flew out and hit the head of a young man who was napping in the corner of the lobby.
"Ahh The young man jumped up with a scream, raised his hand and kept touching the painful place on his head.
"Grandpa, what are you hitting me for?" He was very unhappy, and no one came, and he was beaten if he slept well.
"Pillar, you go and see what's going on in the back." The old shopkeeper instructed, "By the way, be careful, pretend to be passing by, and don't anger those people." ”
The pillar was puzzled, didn't grandpa say yesterday, don't go to the back courtyard if it's okay?
He was bold, but he felt very curious, and after listening to the old shopkeeper's words, he didn't care about being beaten on the head, and ran backwards.
Pretending to dig out the bird's nest, the pillar walked around by the way, but nothing happened. That is, a centuries-old iron tree in the back yard was uprooted.
And it was broken into many pieces, and many branches were shattered and thrown away outside the courtyard where several Yuanying monks lived.
The iron tree is extremely hard, and this inn has planted several trees, and the pillars have been beaten many times in order to practice their fists and feet, and each time their fists and feet are swollen for a month and cannot be recovered.
reported the fact that the iron tree was broken to the old shopkeeper, and the pillar was a little excited, so he didn't sleep and napped, and ran directly to find another iron tree, and blasted it with a fist.
The old shopkeeper pondered for a while, and felt that he had lost a single iron tree, and he had not demolished the entire inn, and his luck was already very good.
He sighed, although the iron tree did not need to spend much energy to plant, but it grew very slowly, and one of them was broken, and there were many iron tree flowers that were sold for money.
Do you want these monks to compensate them? The old shopkeeper couldn't make up his mind.
Li Huaixu, who had a pig's head, had already floated away, Zhong Zhen rubbed his fists, hehe smiled, but his eyes were wandering, and he didn't dare to look at Dugu Pocheng and Zhu Ziling.
What was originally under the table was pierced, what should I do now?
It's intricate and indescribable.
It is absolutely impossible to really break it down and discuss it in detail, and I am afraid that the gang will be dismantled soon.
Sitting down, she took two sips of tea and moistened her somewhat dry throat. "The tea is good, I just remember to beat people, but I don't remember to drink tea."
She put down the empty teacup, but her hand shook, and the cup rolled down the slippery table to the ground with a soft "bang" sound.
There was a blanket on the floor, and the teacups were of high quality, and of course they couldn't be broken. It sounded softly, but it was like a small hammer striking on the heads of the three people.
Dugu Pocheng was stunned for a moment, picked up the teacup casually, and shouted in his mouth, "Drink tea and drink tea!" ”
He lifted the teacup and poured it into his mouth, but found that there was no tea, and when he looked closely, he was still holding the empty cup that Zhong Zhen had accidentally brushed to the ground before.
Dugu Pocheng was suddenly embarrassed, silently put down the empty cup, rubbed his hands, laughed twice and laughed at himself, then picked up his teacup and took a small sip.
The movements are light and can be said to be cautious, as if the teacup in his hand is a rare treasure.
Zhong Zhen glanced at him, and he was going to make trouble. (To be continued.) )