Leng Ying only felt a dryness in his throat and eyes, his eyes were fixed on the cup on the coffee table, he was thirsty and wanted to drink a cup of tea, sometimes a word can make his mouth dry.

Xiao Jilu smiled indifferently, poured a cup of tea and gently brushed it in front of Leng Ying with the palm of his hand, made a gesture to invite tea, and waited for the other party to pick up the cup and drink the tea before saying lightly: "Actually, I want to tell you that this tea ...... Poisonous! ”

Poof-Leng Ying squirted out all the tea in his mouth on the spot, he immediately put his fingers in his mouth and picked his throat, Xiao Jilu is a well-fashioned and age-inappropriate weirdo, he is really likely to poison the tea, you can never figure out what he will do in the next second, if you treat him as a friend, he will smile and kill you.

Xiao Jilu reached out and pinched a teacup, put it to his mouth and sniffed it, and said lightly: "Actually, I haven't finished my words yet, this tea is poisonous and impossible." After speaking, he brought the rim of the cup to his mouth and took a sip slowly.

Leng Ying pulled his hand out of his throat, his face turned green, and now he regretted that he had just said something that he shouldn't have said, and he was almost not killed by this thing, the wisest way to be with this kind of weirdo is to keep his mouth shut and let him sing a one-man show.

Xiao Jilu poured the tea very slowly, like an eighty-year-old man peeing, and he could clearly see the scattered droplets of water falling on the teacup.

"Since Long Fengyang wants to have a showdown, we will have a showdown with him, just wait for tomorrow to pass, and the entire Huaxia Martial Spirit will be under control." Xiao Jilu pushed a cup of tea in front of Leng Ying again, this time he would rather die of thirst than dare to drink it again.

Xiao Jilu took a sip of a cup of tea, pretended to be surprised and glanced at Leng Ying, and said with a light smile: "If my guess is right, tomorrow Long Fengyang will use the Dragon Tooth Clan, and the two old things of Qiu Bi Litong Qianzhan, then he will understand what it means to move stones and shoot himself in the foot, you should remember that we also got a good thing in the Ximaoling Ancient Tomb!" ”

Leng Ying's eyes flashed when he heard the end, and a look of sudden realization appeared on his thin face, and the prominent Adam's apple arc trembled a few times, and he stopped talking, as if he was stuck in his throat, not vomiting or unhappy.

Xiao Jilu smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to make a gesture to invite tea, and said in a low voice: "Don't speak, drink tea, poisoning you won't do me any good, Deputy General Staff of Martial Soul." ”

Leng Ying finally let go completely, reached out and picked up the teacup and drank it all, and said in a deep voice: "Long Fengyang's only trump card is Xu Fengfeng of the fifth team, that kid is very strong in kung fu, we have to guard against it." ”

Xiao Jilu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a sip of tea without hurrying: "Actually, the reason why I haven't started against Long Fengyang is to wait for him to show that trump card, tomorrow he is mine, what you have to do is to control the situation as quickly as possible, I want to send this Xu Xianfeng a big surprise." ”

Leng Ying nodded heavily, his eyes became hot, he finally understood why Xiao Jilu had made the entire martial soul base uneasy during this time, this guy was laying out a big game, and all this was to make that thing play its best role, so deep and stale!

Xiao Jixuan took out a small leather drum from under the coffee table, held it in his hand and played with it for a while, then put it in front of Leng Ying, and said in a low voice: "Take good care of it, whether you can fight tomorrow depends on it." ”