Before Lin Pingzhi chased back to Yanlou, Tian Fugui clicked on the acupuncture points of Xiao Shitai, pulled his body and hurried away with light skills, throwing off groups of passers-by and arriving at this restaurant that stepped on the spot in advance.

Dark Pill was also surprised in his heart, there are so many restaurants in Hengyang City, why do you have to come here? But the master demanded, and he did not dare to disobey.

After taking Yilin to the second floor, he pressed the little nun on the seat next to him, and did not unlock the acupuncture points, but directly called Xiao Er to serve wine and meat, and then drank alone, venting his anger and unhappiness in his heart.

If he was still a flower thief Tian Boguang a day ago, seeing such a bald girl within the shelf life of such a sinking fish and geese would inspire a strong special fetish; Then the dark Maruda who witnessed hell with his own eyes has gone through all the calamities and has no desires.

At this moment, he was holding back an evil fire in his heart, which had nothing to do with desire, and he just wanted to cut people to vent his anger. But his mad dog momentum of evil behavior made the surrounding guests retreat, and the little two who served the food trembled, for fear that this saber guest would be unsatisfactory, so he cut himself.

Tian Boguang, who couldn't vent, could only drink crazy to kill his sorrows.

Tear and pull!

Reaching out to rip off a leg from the roast chicken, he was about to open it and nibble on it, but suddenly stopped.

Kurumu jerked his head back and looked at the little nun beside him, unable to move, with a look of horror and despair, tears swirling in her eyes. Then I remembered the host's arrangement last night.

Today this is a vulgar drama of 'heroes saving beauty', he only needs to perform in his true colors, first cut Lin Pingzhi, and after being exhausted by yesterday's serious injuries, he naturally lost to the other party, and let the two of them escape alone, thus deepening Lin Pingzhi's impression in the minds of the little nun.

The more he hurt Lin Pingzhi, the taller his image in the little nun's heart.

Tian Fugui is a smart person, and after learning about the plan last night, he dared to propose, why not drug the little nun? Raw rice is cooked and cooked to promote good things for the young helper.

But what kind of person is Bai Lang? Messenger of Justice, Recyclable Virgin, Golden Spiritual Heir, Saving Lives and Helping the Wounded, and loves to tutor children with homework...... How can you do such a dirty thing as 'drugged'? Offset his camp.

Lang has a ninety percent chance of winning, Yilin will have a good impression of Lin Pingzhi, even so, what more is needed? Drugged, it will only leave a thorn in the hearts of the two of them, and they will fall down.

All he has to do is create the conditions, create the atmosphere, and then go with the flow.

After listening to this paragraph, Tian Fugui no longer beeped blindly, and he also knew where Bai Lang's bottom line was. However, as the new ninth generation, after being inspired by divine grace to worship the totem, he realized the essence of the 'healing church'. His position is not stable, and he urgently needs to make some achievements to consolidate his position.

Although he can't be drugged, he has a way to assist the 'young helper'.

"Hey, hey!" Tian Fugui laughed a few times at Xiao Shitai, and the startled Yilin's body stiffened, and goosebumps stood up on the back of her neck.

Dark Pill poured himself a drink, and got another glass of wine, but didn't drink it. Instead, he pinched Xiao Shitai's chin, helped her tilt her head, and then poured in.

Yilin was choked and coughed instinctively, but Tian Fugui threatened: "Take it easy, take a deep breath, and treat it as drinking water." If you behave well, I won't touch you, and if you don't behave well, my hand will reach through your collar and soothe your body. ”

Yilin was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she swallowed the wine in her stomach.

"Okay, well, after drinking this cup, there are three more glasses!"

Tian Fugui was overjoyed, he didn't know if the little nun had feelings for his young helper, but helping her break the vows was definitely a plus. After pouring three glasses of wine into the little nun, and the other party was already in tears, he finally stopped and stuffed the chicken wing into Yilin's mouth.

"It doesn't matter if you can't eat and chew, hold it, lick it well, fine taste, what is the taste of meat? Slowly aftertaste, what is the chicken flavor! ”

After that, Tian Fugui was in a much better mood and began to eat and drink to himself.

And his actions attracted the attention of diners in the restaurant, and many people recognized his identity, but due to the huge difference in strength between the two sides, there was no injustice.

Until another group of people came upstairs...... Taishan sent Tiansong Dao people to lead his disciples to the second floor, and after catching a glimpse of the standard clothes of the Hengshan masters, he immediately looked over.

Then I saw the scene of Tian Fugui lifting the wine jug and pouring it into his mouth. Beside him, a small quail-shaped minor nun sat still, biting a chicken thigh in her mouth, and the chicken leg bone was like a turret sticking out of her mouth, aiming ahead, and the strange picture of tears in the corners of her eyes kept sliding.

The people of Tiansong Dao were taken aback by Yilin's shape, and then found that this Hengshan sect master and nephew was restrained by Tian Boguang's point of view.

He was a little panicked in his heart, Tian Boguang's strength was clear to him, and he didn't have to be poor in Qingcheng. If he is on the top, he is a little higher in martial arts, but he is a famous and decent man in Taishan, and he often fights mainly in competition, and he does not advocate fighting fiercely. If he fights with Tian Boguang, who licks blood from the knife edge and has no taboos, he will often fall into passivity because he subconsciously saves the opponent's life, and the gap is leveled.

If he turned a blind eye, the Wuyue disciple was kidnapped by the flower thief, but he left without paying attention, which damaged the prestige of the Taishan faction.

Just when Tiansong was doing a psychological struggle, the diners on the second floor came to eat melons and watch the lively eyes, making him more passive. In the end, Tiansong Lao Dao chose to draw his sword!

And Tian Boguang, who was drinking, paid attention to the stairs the whole time, and didn't care about the 'bald chicken leg battery' next to him. After worshipping the evil energy totem last night, he liked to mention the evil spirit warding off package.

Bai Lang implanted the jade cicada left by Lin Yuantu into the undersea wheel with Hua Tuo technique. Even if Tian Fugui did not cultivate the relevant internal strength, under the activation of Bai Lang's true qi to ward off evil spirits, he was successfully strengthened, and gradually felt the realm of 'half-step innate'.

It's a pity that he only planted Gu last night, the time is too short, and he hasn't fully adapted to it, otherwise his strength can usher in a round of soaring.

When Tiansong joined forces with his apprentices to besiege him, Tian Boguang was still drinking in his seat one second, and the next second the fast knife was like the wind, and the afterimage of the wind continued, directly overturning Tiansong's apprentice, pretending to fight twice, and then no longer kept, he cut off the right arm of the old Taoist holding the sword and kicked it over.

A scream of surprise suddenly came from the second floor, and they began to flee outward. At the same time, a young man of the Huashan faction who was passing by on the street heard the commotion and looked curiously. Listening to the 'flower thief, murder, Tarzan, nun, ......' from the crowd, he rushed in with a move in his heart.

Tian Fugui cut down Tiansong and did not take his life, and drank again, but the depression in his heart was a lot. Then, he saw Ling Hu Chong.

Looking at the Taishan faction uncle who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and seeing the little master of the chicken leg fort, Ling Hu Chong did not retreat, but gave birth to the idea of saving people. He rolled his eyes and roughly guessed one or two, if he wanted to save people, he could only outwit him.

So he pretended to laugh out loud and attracted Tian Fugui's attention: "This brother, little brother Linghu Chong." The second child in this store has escaped, and no one is entertaining, can I ask you for a glass of wine? ”

"Get out!" Tian Fugui glanced at him with contempt, a nobody who had never heard of it, garbage.

"Your Excellency is Tian Boguang, right? I have heard that you are famous for a long time, and you are bold and free, I wanted to drink and discuss martial arts with you, but I didn't expect to meet you as well-known, but it is such a character? ”

Ling Hu Chong deliberately retorted to the other party, and stepped forward tentatively, wanting to continue talking and testing on the other side, to see if he could find an opportunity?

However, Tian Fugui's soul has long been sublimated, and he doesn't care about being almost famous, let alone caring about the tricks of an unknown person, and he doesn't care about it at all.

Ling Hu Chong grabbed a wine jug from the next table and walked up boldly, defenseless, showing his sincerity.

"Brother Tian......"

He was just about to open his mouth and toast a cup of dark pills when a brilliant sword light slashed through, and his world went dark.

In the end, he only heard Tian Boguang scolding and scolding: "Brother Tian is also called by you?" ”

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