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After he finished punching, he said unceremoniously: "Hey, you kid don't know the rules of the rivers and lakes!" When others are practicing, give me a good avoidance! ”

Xiao Ming retorted dissatisfiedly: "Master, I am a cultivator with infinite brightness in the future, so I really might take a fancy to your salted fish skills!" Don't feel good about yourself too much! ”

The black tiger sneered: "It's just the future that is infinitely bright!" Boy, I advise you to put away your arrogance that came out of nowhere, even our shopkeeper doesn't dare to say this kind of thing, and you're even less qualified! ”

Xiao Mingquan didn't hear it, Uncle Xiao Ming is a dignified player! Do you know what a player is? It's a humanoid bug that can break the cognition of you NPCs! What Deathwing, what Thanos, what Arthas, these people don't know how high they are than you, I talk and laugh with them! And even if it's them, they can't escape the life of being brushed when they enter the book, just like a grasshopper martial arts person, don't feel so good about yourself!

The two people's concepts are so different that there are many dimensions, and the two who can't understand each other at all choke each other a few more words, and then go back to the house.

If there's a favorability of this thing,The black tiger's goodwill bar is either cold or disgusted.,But,This is by no means an isolated phenomenon.,The players are all high-spirited.,Look down on these NPCs at all.,After all, the player is essentially a human being who claims to be the spirit of all things.,Fellow human beings will be discriminated against for no reason because of the difference in skin color and region.,Not to mention the NPCs in the game.。

Xiao Ming felt a little bored when he returned to the room, but if he went offline, it would only be a few minutes in the outside world, and he still had to sleep.

I knew it was like this, so I wouldn't have said it so dead, if I flattered the black tiger a few words, that guy would not have sent someone else to use a very scumbag, but I had super powerful skills as soon as I got started!

For example, if someone else practices and burns himself, I can find some strange fire to eat and upgrade!

Even if Xiao Ming secretly told himself in his heart that he wanted to treat them as people like himself, but when he thought of having a relationship with a bunch of data sets, he also felt that this was too addictive to the game, and now in this game, in addition to having a guilty heart for the innocent boy, he has respect for the old Taoist priest. More NPCs still have the concept of a store or quest publisher.

After thinking about it for a while, it was already bright and there was a regular knock on the door outside the room.

Knock once, and then tap again every two breaths.

"Here we are."

Xiao Ming said a word, and then came over and opened the door.

The bookkeeper outside the door looked at Xiao Ming expressionlessly before he spoke, "Eat." ”

After speaking, Mr. Bookkeeper turned around and left without hesitation, showing his pursuit of efficiency vividly and exquisitely.

Xiao Ming touched his nose, fetched a bucket of water from the well in the middle of the yard, and then broke off a branch from the tree next to the well, and washed it with coarse salt.

Even if I travel back in time, I can live without barriers.

Xiao Ming laughed at himself, and after tidying up, he came to the lobby.

Several people were already seated, and it seemed that they were waiting for Xiao Ming.

After Xiao Ming sat down, Mu Yingming, the shopkeeper, nodded, and was the first to stretch out his chopsticks.

As he moved, several people at the table began to eat.

Steamed buns, white porridge, pickles, it's breakfast.

The black tiger eats the roughest, grabbing a big steamed bun with one hand and stuffing it into his mouth.

The fat chef didn't eat much, so he took a steamed bun and tore it into a small piece and slowly sent it to his mouth.

As long as someone eats one or two steamed buns, Mr. Bookkeeper will take the steamed buns in the remaining one or two plates to ensure that the height of the three plates of steamed buns is more than one system, after a while, he really can't eat it, so he can only watch the black tiger concentrate on eating the plate of steamed buns in front of him, so that the symmetrical triangle becomes a trapezoid.

In the end, he seemed to be out of sight and out of mind, picked up the small abacus, and walked behind the counter to settle the accounts by himself.

OCD is really a ..... all over the world

But the shopkeeper ate very carefully, chewed slowly, and showed a satisfied expression on his face, almost writing on his face that I am a man with a story.

Xiao Ming and the black tiger competed, I don't know why, Xiao Ming always felt that he was born incompatible with this black and strong man, at the dinner table, the black tiger ate one, he ate two, but unexpectedly the black tiger sneered, one hand sandwiched three, a few rounds, Xiao Ming could only stare dryly.

"Huh."

The black tiger looked at Xiao Ming and showed a smile of unknown meaning.

Isn't it just relying on the high level, what's the big deal!

After the meal, the shopkeeper clapped his hands and said: "This, little brother Li Xiaoming, is my benefactor's high disciple, and I should have helped him practice, but, cough, the injury on my body, cough cough, in short, this little brother, you should take care of it more, although we and other people who practice martial arts take physical fitness and accept Qiankun as their own body, which is different from the monks who seek the way of heaven, but, at this stage, it should be enough to guide you, cough cough, Brother Li, if you don't understand anything, you can come and ask me from noon to afternoon, cough cough." ”

The shopkeeper said intermittently, accompanied by an unsettling cough halfway, several people looked at him with some concern, Xiao Ming was also a little moved, although it was the life-saving grace of the old Taoist, but he could support the sick body to give guidance to Xiao Ming, it was indeed rare.

The shopkeeper kicked twice, then stroked his chest, slowly got up, and went back to the second floor to rest.

The shopkeeper was gone, and Xiao Mingcai said in a low voice: "Is there nothing that can save the shopkeeper?" ”

The fat chef's mouth moved, he looked at a few of his companions, and replied hesitantly, "Yes, it's just, alas..."

Xiao Ming asked, "What is it?" Maybe I'll find a way, maybe I can! ”

"Doodan."

Mr. Bookkeeper appeared beside Xiao Ming at some point and stared at him tightly.

"You, what?"

Xiao Ming touched his nose, shook his head and said, "No, maybe, my master has it, I can go back after a period of training here, and it shouldn't be a big problem for the shopkeeper to ask for a pill when the time comes." ”

The bookkeeper sighed lightly: "However, the shopkeeper doesn't know if he can survive the battle after half a month, and the shopkeeper also has a friendship with your master, if he can refine it, he will not be stingy, I'm afraid..."

The bookkeeper was silent for a moment, then turned to settle his never-ending account.

"Wait!"

Xiao Ming said: "Why don't you call the shopkeeper to take a while?" You can go to my master's ......"

"Enough!"

The black tiger shouted, his black face was full of solemnity, and it was mixed with inexplicable pride.

"A warrior's life is a fight! Fight with the enemy, but also fight with yourself! If the shopkeeper takes a step back, his heart will no longer be pure, and the one who belongs to the warrior will already be dead! Since that man had placed a war post in front of the shopkeeper, he could not retreat! ”

"It's all dead, what are you talking about?"

Xiao Ming was dissatisfied: "The dead are nothing!" As the saying goes, those who achieve great things are not informal! Years later, who will know about this duel? Only the living can make a comeback, and the dead are just history! What do you think of the shopkeeper's appearance, how can he duel with others? You're just watching the shopkeeper die? ”

The black tiger was silent, but he snorted a little annoyed: "That is, you monks are afraid of death!" ”

"Hehe, a hundred years from now, I will continue to talk about life and death debate at your grave."

Xiao Ming was not to be outdone, and replied to him.

Even if you practice martial arts to push the world, what will happen? A hundred years from now, what can you do if I go to your grave and jump? Time is the most powerful thing, and every second and every second of the air can't withstand the vast years.

The black tiger couldn't say anything about him, his teeth itched angrily, so he simply left the store and disappeared.

After being angry with the black tiger, Xiao Ming was also a little surprised, in the final analysis, the argument of the tongue was won, and he couldn't change the mind of the shopkeeper, and the duel with the foreseeable result half a month later had already decided the fate of the shopkeeper.

Xiao Ming looked at the gradually lively street, and suddenly his face froze.

In other words, the black tiger ran away, so who did this?