"Your abilities weren't taken away back then, but you voluntarily quit the royal family and lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests!"

Listening to the words of the text department in the ears of Youhao, it was like a boulder falling into the calm lake, causing layers of waves. Demon Hao's body was obviously shocked, he turned his head suddenly, stared at the writing department, and said, "Who the hell are you!"

The Writing Section said respectfully: "It's just a warrior of Snow Fang, if the seniors really don't care about the safety of the world and stay out of the matter, then the juniors will no longer force it and say goodbye!"

On the first floor of the Qilin Pavilion, Ling Fei was still discussing with the hairstylist how to consume, and when he saw the sudden appearance of the Writing Department, Ling Fei stood up, walked to the side of the Writing Department, and said with a little guilt: "Uh...... So fast?"

The Writing Section raised his head and looked at Ling Fei left and right, and said, "It's a good cut, let's go." With that, he walked out of the store. Ling Fei agreed, turned his head to look at the hairstylist who was looking at him behind him, and ran away as if he were running away, and went to chase the literature department.

Before the two of them reached the door, suddenly a flower appeared in front of them, and the hairstylist appeared in front of them out of thin air. With a polite look, he smiled and said: "Sir, the single package and various services you ordered, the total consumption amount is 57,000, according to your requirements, all according to the original price, a total of 168,000, please pay here." ”

After hearing this, the writing department staggered and looked at Ling Fei with a shocked face. Ling Fei scratched his head embarrassedly, smiled, and said, "Sorry, it's too big......"

After hearing this, the writing department just wanted to point at Ling Fei's nose and say something, but Ling Fei spoke first: "Don't worry, leave it to me, I'll deal with it, rest assured." Then Ling Fei looked at the hairstylist in front of him, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he found a broken sword out of nowhere, slapped it on the counter with a snap, and said brutally: "Lao Tzu is here to rob." ”

The only three employees in the store all looked up at Ling Fei, and after a while, the other two continued to go about their own business and ignored it, while the hairstylist was still smiling and politely said, "Oh, I'm sorry sir." ”

As he spoke, his entire right arm turned into a giant pair of scissors, and after two clicks, the hairstylist spoke again: "Offended." Then he cut it at Ling Fei's neck.

After seeing this scene, the writing department said to itself with some surprise: "Stranger?"

Ling Fei saw that he had kicked the iron plate this time, but he did not have the slightest fear, and in an instant, his fighting spirit was high, and he lifted the broken sword with both hands and stood in front of his chest, resisting the attack of the hairstylist.

Seeing that the other party only took a broken sword to block his attack, the hairstylist also understood that he had touched a hard stubble, and he didn't dare to make the slightest support. As a result, the other hand also turned into a huge pair of scissors in an instant, attacking Ling Fei.

At such a critical moment, Ling Fei's face did not have any panicked color, he took a step forward, resisted the broken sword of the giant scissors in the hairstylist's right hand, and directed the force to the left, while the two hands of the ** sword were changed to one hand, and the sword was held in his right hand, and the broken sword was withdrawn, and he swung it violently to his right side, defeating the attack of the hairstylist's left hand scissors.

The hairstylist was stressed on the left side, and his center of gravity was unstable, so he hurriedly withdrew his right hand, stabilized his center of gravity, and then attacked Ling Fei's neck again with lightning speed.

Ling Fei smiled, compared to the previous rush to fight, this blow was much calmer. I saw that he didn't defend either, and it was a completely lose-lose style of play, holding the sword in both hands, raising it high above his head, and slashing down suddenly.

A huge force came, and the hairstylist was slashed out and fell to the ground in embarrassment. Panting, he looked up at Ling Fei, his face a little more serious.

After Ling Fei slashed out that powerful blow, he also took a few steps back, but he was not as embarrassed as the hairstylist. Then, he looked up at the hairstylist, and moved his wrist, a wicked smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with unyielding war.

Ling Fei had a ruffian smile on his face and a glint in his eyes, it was a desire to fight. He slowly raised the broken sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointed at the hairstylist, and said provocatively: "Come again!"

At this time, seeing that his companion was defeated, two other employees of the Kirin Pavilion Hairdresser stood up. The little brother at the front desk walked up to the hairstylist and stood side by side with him, looking at Ling Fei vigilantly.

Ling Fei grinned, the battle light in his eyes became more and more intense, and he said angrily: "Ah, you guys, let's go together." ”

Suddenly, the writing department felt a slight fluctuation of energy behind him, and without the slightest hesitation, he took out the scroll and the brush to write for a while, and without looking behind him, with a big stroke of the pen, a beam of energy flew out of the scroll. With a "boom", it collided with another energy ball in mid-air.

At this time, in front of the Writing Department and Ling Fei, it was the front desk brother and the hairstylist who confronted Ling Fei, and behind it was the Writing Department and another employee who were fighting.

Seeing that the text department and the employee behind Ling Fei couldn't hit a single blow, his right hand was red, and the energy fluctuations became more and more intense, and at the same time, with the high temperature, there were even a few flames rushing out from time to time. Immediately afterward, another fireball hit the Writing Department.

In the huge scroll in front of the Writing Division, a bolt of energy flew out, turned into a shield, and appeared behind him, blocking the attack of the fireball. Then there was another burst of writing, and a stream of energy flew out of the scroll, which directly sank into the ground, and then split into three strands, clinging to the ground, and attacked the three employees.

Seeing this, the three of them didn't have time to dodge, they were caught off guard, and after all of them were hit, their movements began to become sluggish, as if they were restrained.

Ling Fei smiled, holding the broken sword in both hands, and was about to rush forward. At this time, a slender voice suddenly sounded that was hard to be squeezed: "Hey, you little deflated three, why are you fighting with customers in the store again." ”

Everyone looked towards the staircase, only to see that Youhao had come to the first floor at some point. After everyone stopped, Demon Hao waved his hand, and the energy that bound the three employees of the text department dissipated invisibly.

"Damn!shemale!You're not dead yet!" Ling Fei was taken aback when he saw Demon Hao.

"Hey, isn't this a little swordsman?You were captured by the desolation, why aren't you dead?" Demon Hao was also a little surprised when he saw Ling Fei.

"I won't die if you die. Ling Fei glared at each other and scolded angrily, "I don't know who was beaten when I was assisted in the barren suppression!"

After hearing this, Demon Hao looked calm and said, "Oh, then you are great~" As he spoke, he threw a wink at Ling Fei.

Ling Fei staggered, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, holding his broken sword, and asked at the text department, "Boss Wen, can I kill him?"

The text department waved his hand at Ling Fei, his eyes signaled him not to say more, and then said to Demon Hao respectfully: "Seniors, please stay, juniors still have important matters, don't stay for a long time, don't leave it here." After speaking, with Ling Fei, he turned around and went out.

"Boss, they didn't pay for cutting their hair. The hairstylist saw that the two of them were leaving, and hurriedly stopped them.

After hearing this, Demon Hao waved his hand and said, "Hey, they're all old friends, what kind of money are you talking about." He then motioned for the hairstylist to let them go.

After the Writing Department and Ling Fei left, Demon Hao opened his mouth and asked, "How much did they spend?"

"Plus discounts...... Common...... Fifty-seven thousand ......," the hairstylist said with some weakness.

"Oh. Demon Hao's face was calm, and then the painting style changed abruptly, and his voice was no longer deliberately squeezed, and he roared angrily, "What do you usually tell you, if you look like a poor ghost, don't sell it indiscriminately!" ”

"Poof-" The hairstylist spurted out a mouthful of old blood after hearing this, and fainted directly.

Demon Hao patted his chest, held a small fan and kept fanning, and muttered: "Ouch, I'm angry again, I can't be angry, I can't be angry, I'll have wrinkles." ”

The front desk brother and another employee hurriedly stepped forward to help the fainting hairstylist up, and at this time, Youhao slowly said: "Go and call Xiaozhao back, we have something to do." ”

After leaving the hairdresser, Ling Fei turned to look at the Qilin Pavilion, and suddenly the face of Demon Hao appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but shudder, and quickly caught up with the writing department, and the two left side by side.

"That...... Boss Wen...... Hmm......" Ling Fei wanted to say something to the Writing Department, but he couldn't say anything.

After seeing this, the writing department asked with a puzzled expression, "What do you want to say?"

"No, you...... Don't get me wrong...... I'm just asking, nothing else. Ling Fei still felt a little embarrassed.

"Just ask. ”

"That...... You just ...... Isn't it with that shemale...... In the same room?" After Ling Fei finished asking, he looked at the writing department cautiously.

"Well, yes, what's wrong?" the Writing Section was still confused.

"That...... And then you ...... When he came out, he confiscated the money for cutting his hair...... It's just ......" Ling Fei still didn't know how to speak.

The Writing Section looked at Ling Fei with disgust, and after a little thought, he said, "Yes, confiscate the money." ”

"Actually......" Ling Fei gritted his teeth, looked open-minded, and said, "Boss Wen, you don't have to make such a big sacrifice. It's really okay if I don't cut my hair......"

The Writing Department suddenly understood what Ling Fei meant, and raised his hand to the back of his head to slap him, and then gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "To clarify, Lao Tzu didn't make any sacrifices, and let you down!"

Ling Fei covered the back of his head, seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and kept muttering, "Oh, that's good, that's good...... No, wait......" He seemed to think of something, and looked at the writing department with a look of horror, and then a chill ran behind him.

Ling Fei walked a few steps quickly, caught up with the writing department, and said, "Actually...... Boss Wen, I'm ...... I have something to hide from you......" Ling Fei looked cautiously at the Writing Department.

The Writing Section glanced at Ling Fei obliquely, and after a long pause, he pouted and said, "What's the matter?"

"Actually...... Actually......" Ling Fei lowered his head, acting shy, and continued, "People are actually girls......

"Get out!"