Dead, fat boy, just stood up, shouted angrily.

Li Kezhou was deaf and slowly walked up the steps.

On the second floor of the hotel, there is a clear, rhythmic footstep, one person walking, 10 people sitting upright, looking back together.

After seeing Li Kaizhou, some people were sarcastic, some people despised it, and some people were suspicious. The only person who looked unique was a person with a sparkle in his eyes.

This man is Zhu Lingyan.

Li Kezhou walked up, and Dali glanced at the audience.

In less than 10 people, all occupy a table, drink tea and water, and immerse themselves in their own world.

If you look closely, you will find this person's eyes, occasionally looking at Chu Lingyan, obviously people will only come to this arrogant, ordinary woman.

The whole room was quiet.

Li Kezhou was looking for a place with an empty table. His son, who was fat and died underneath, soon came up.

When the man came up, he was half shorter, hungry for 10 people how to bow, and finally looked out the window at a yellow man.

"Prince! This person does not listen to advice and disturb, he must be offended, and his subordinates ......!

"You go down! If you don't invite anyone, you can't invite this friend. After all, this is a person who had just cut off Yan Xingyun before that," the man in the big yellow coat didn't raise his head, he whispered.

The entire crowd changed the boy's words, and everyone's eyes were focused on Li Kezhou again.

"Pick up the sword! What did you just say? He hurt Yan Xingyun an hour ago?

The first person said that someone couldn't help but be shocked.

Huang Yiman nodded: "There are also holidays, before entering the city gate, many people have seen it, you don't know, because you just entered the city, you will listen to it if you stay for two more hours." ”

Everyone looked Li Kaizhou up and down with different faces. Some shook their heads, not convinced. Some of them walked by smiling.

Li Kezhou ignored the public gaze.

During this time, he cleaned the entire court and found that there were no empty tables.

There were fifteen or sixteen people in the room, one with a table. There are no empty tables, there are many of them.

Everyone knew, but no one invited him, as if they liked to see him bring shame upon himself.

A strange voice of yin and yang suddenly said: "Since there is no place, then stand up!" Dare to come here, it must be all the disciples of Jianyuan, look at your age, I should wait for the younger generation, take it for granted. ”

Li Kezhou looked at the speaker with a smile.

Anyone who knows him will be startled at the sight of this smile, because after that, very tragic things often happen.

He also had to take the next step. He cleared his throat and said, "If the child wants, he can sit with me." ”

At Li Kezhou's feet, he looked at the speaker.

Chu Lingyan is the speaker!

"Beauty photo invitation, I'll decline!"

In his jealous eyes, he walked over to the table and sat politely across from the woman.

There was no wine on Zhu Ling's table. He personally poured him a cup of tea.

The tea burned hot, but Li Kezhou picked it up and drank it all.

"Donkey drink!"

There was a sudden chill next to him.

Li Kezhou didn't need to look sideways to know that this person arrived 10 o'clock later than him.

According to the records of good deeds, this person has always liked Chu Lingyan, and for ten years, he has a good wife who pours tea. He had never been treated like that in his life.

Now I see a child I've never heard of. He always had that talent. Yes, this made him feel unacceptable for a while, subconsciously opening his mouth to sarcastically mock him.

No matter who he was, Li Kezhou said to himself: "There is nothing more relaxing in the world than watching a beautiful woman in his eyes and drinking tea in his mouth." ”

At 10 o'clock in the evening, I glanced back at him a little and said, "Boy, you chose the sword and injured Yan Xingyun?"

"I don't like to leave. Li Kezhou said truthfully.

"You all know you know very well. When you come here, you must be as bad as the Son of God. I can't wait to find out what you mean by cutting the Nebula. ”

"If you want to see it, you're out of luck. You're going to face me. Not only do you have the chance to see it, but you also have the opportunity to read it for yourself!"

At 10 p.m. he smiled: "Good! I've never been so unlucky." I hope your means match your tone!

As soon as the voices of the people here fell, there were clear footsteps.

This time it was apparently one person, at least three to five people.

The first foot to climb up was a fat boy with gold teeth, who had gone before. The man bowed and brought the three men up.

"Ximen Sword Banner!"

When he saw a nine-foot-tall man, he suddenly screamed.

A person still couldn't help but feel scared and suddenly stood up.

After some hesitated, when others didn't know him, they also stood up, thinking that they were right to know him.

In a sparse delay, half of the 10 people stood up to greet them.

Li Kaizhou saw the sword flag at the west gate for the first time. He only saw this person, with a serious expression, a sharp expression, and a determined demeanor.

For the photo of the person who came, the Ximen Sword Banner did not show any signs, because a few fingers were not raised, and the person did not care.

He swept the room and suddenly seemed to have found his target. His eyes sparkled with joy, but his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

He slowly walked towards Zhu Ling's cigarette.

The woman didn't seem to want to see him. Since he appeared, her eyes had moved to the window.

"Ling Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time, in order to avoid me, go to the beach, I heard that you live on Smoking Ball Island, I understand why you didn't go to see you, but God is very difficult to do, God still arranged for us to meet again today......

The man said that both inside and outside are the protagonists.

He wouldn't have thought that meeting Chu Lingyan today would not only be himself, according to him, there were no 10 people in the entire audience, and it had nothing to do with the fate of the molecule.

Ximen's sword banner looked at Li Kezhou and frowned slightly, as if he could sit in front of her and defile his holiness.

"I can stand in front of you without eyes, but I can't give up my seat anytime soon?"

One of them, with a sword in his hand, shouted angrily at him.

Looking at this person's posture, it seems that the other party can't give up his seat in the next moment, and the sword on his waist will come out of the sheath!

Li Kezhou put down the cup and looked at the flag of the West Gate next to him. "Is this your man?"

Simon's sword banner did not answer.

"Miss, spare your life!"

Li Kezhou's voice was very flat, as if he was saying something a little contradictory.

Another rage: "No matter where you come from, the beast speaks this crazy language." I think you're tired of it! You trust me to show you my brain in the next minute!"

The second is that there is a little master around, who is not afraid at all, plus Li Kezhou is weak in swordsmanship in their eyes, and he is not a master at all, so there must be one.

The two subconsciously thought that this was the son and brother of which family, and when they saw Chu Lingyan's talented style, they came up to chat.

In the end, the sword banner at the west gate opened his mouth: "Hold on to this, don't let him bleed and stain this inch." ”

"Respect my lord's commands!"

The two of them went up and down, as if they wanted to drag Li Kezhou away like a bag, and took him to sit like a mountain, so that how the two wrestled fundamentally shocked him.

In the end, Li Jiazhou drew a sketch and threw the two people in four directions, as well as eight forks.

(End of chapter)