Xiao Han pushed the door and saw Jiang Ruo's half-undressed appearance, which was a mouth-watering beauty.

Xiao Han's throat tightened, and the whole person was stunned.

What should I do now, she won't kill people!

Is it too late for me to go out now?

Wouldn't it seem like a thief to go out now?

If you don't pretend to be blind, no, she's not that stupid!

Xiao Han's eyebrows were almost wrinkled together.

It's really enough, what kind of clothes to change in the middle of the day!

If you want to change your clothes, you lock the door!

Not to mention, these two goods, blocking the face can really distinguish men and women.

It's pretty big!

After Xiao Han was stunned for two or three seconds, he turned around and closed the door as if he was fine, and said, "Seeing that you haven't eaten, I bought you some pastries." ”

Jiang Ruo got dressed as quickly as he could, and said angrily, "Won't you knock on the door when you enter?" ”

"It's like my room." Xiao Han sat down and leaned back lazily in his chair, "Do you have anything worth looking at?" ”

"You!" Jiang Ruo was choked.

It's obvious that she is the one who suffers, but now she has become the one who ignores her.

People don't have a face, it's really invincible!

Jiang Ruo glared at Xiao Han fiercely, "There is no virtue in your mouth, people like you will be struck by lightning sooner or later." ”

Xiao Han wasn't angry, he didn't care, "Borrow your auspicious words!" ”

Jiang Ruo sat down angrily, looked at the pastry and complained, "Boss Xiao, can you still pick the points?" Can't you just buy some meat? Pastries can only be used as desserts after meals, how can this be full. ”

"You can choose not to eat it!" Xiao Han stretched out his hand to grab the pastry.

Jiang Ruo hurriedly stopped, "Eat, eat, eat, don't eat for nothing!" ”

In the past few days with Xiao Han, I have eaten meat once, and the others are vegetarian.

Alas, what a miserable life!

"Don't eat for nothing, deduct it from your salary." Xiao Han kindly reminded.

"Ahh Jiang Ruo couldn't believe it, he had to deduct his salary for a meal, there wasn't much in the first place, and if he deducted it, it would be in vain this month.

"No, Boss Xiao, you won't be so slammed! What are you keeping money for! Do you have long hair? ”

Xiao Han said thoughtfully: "This idea is good, just keep the long hair!" ”

"You're ......!"

Unscrupulous profiteers! The thief slammed the door.

This pastry was bought by Xiao Han in the most famous pastry shop in Jiangyi Town, and it is a characteristic of Jiangyi Town, and you have to queue up for half a day just to buy it.

The pastries he had worked so hard to buy became a slamming door when he arrived at Jiang Ruo.

What an illiterate foodie!

"Crackle! Crackling! "The sound of dishes breaking, mixed with the sound of quarrels.

After Xiao Han returned, three people came into the inn, a man, a woman, and a monk.

After the three of them sat down, a few people followed, sat next to them, and looked at them with fierce eyes.

Several groups of people came in one after another, and they had only one target, the monk.

The monk is in his twenties, handsome, white monk, and dusty.

The monk closed his eyes tightly, never disturbed by the outside world, his hand lightly twisted the Buddhist beads, and his mouth was chanting, as if he was chanting scriptures.

The woman next to her opened her mouth first, "Senior brother, these people finally can't bear it anymore." ”

"It's okay, it's all influential, and it's easier to solve." The man in black said unhurriedly, not paying attention to it at all.

Who will the first disciple of Qianye City care about.

The black-faced pockmark was not happy, this kind of ignorance was a shame, he patted the table and said: "The surname Wang, don't rely on being the first disciple of Qianye City to have no one in your eyes, we are not afraid of you!" Acquaintances leave this monk, otherwise, don't blame me for being polite. ”

"Yes, I'm not afraid of you, just three people, how can they be arrogant and hand over the monk."

"Leave the monk and spare you from dying."

A group of five big and three rough men, wielding knives, echoed.

The table sat calmly and unaffected.

The woman said with a smile: "Senior brother, this dish is good, you can try this." As he spoke, he sandwiched a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and handed it to Wang Ye's bowl.

"Not bad!" Wang also applauded.

A group of people who were ignored burst into muscles.

Shouting and shouting and killing here, eating and drinking over there.

Whoever puts this matter aside, no one can save face.

The people who were afraid of things in the inn had already run away, and the shopkeeper and the owner hid in the counter and didn't dare to take their heads.

Pray that these ancestors will leave quickly.

There was also a man in white sitting in the corner, calmly eating and drinking.

The black-faced pockmark stepped forward and shouted, "Wang Ye, don't go too far." ”

The woman's voice sounded like a silver bell, "Hey, he's too much, what can you do?" ”

When the woman said this, she was unusually confident.

The black-faced pockmark looked at the woman carefully.

The news I got this time is that Wang Ye is the only one, who is this girl?

I saw that the woman was dressed in white, dressed in white and snowy, her appearance was one top and one good, and her smile was very sweet.

Wearing jasper and wiping the forehead, there is no one on the rivers and lakes who do not know it, this is the unique dress of the Ye family woman in Qianye City.

The black-faced pockmarked fox said suspiciously: "You are the Ye family?" ”

"Yes! If you're scared, get out of here! Don't disturb us eating. Ye Fuyi didn't even look at the black-faced pockmark, and said casually.

The black-faced pockmark beckoned: "Brothers, the treasure is right in front of you, give it to me." ”

At the sound of the order, a group of people rushed towards the three of them, and Wang also grabbed a handful of chopsticks and used them as darts to go towards the enemy's door.

The people who were shot died on the spot with a chopstick stuck in their eyebrows.

The breath of death was oppressive, no one was not afraid of death, and the other living people stopped their pace and did not dare to attack easily.

The shadow of the famous tree of people, the first disciple of Qianye City, is not a waste of fame.

He is the leader of the younger generation, and it is no surprise that in a few years, he will be the first in the world.

A forgetful sword is superb, making people fearful.

Before the sword was released, several people had already died, which had to be a little fearful.

A man said, "Big brother, what should we do?" Six brothers have died. ”

The black-faced pockmark is very sad, they are all brothers who were born and died, and if they say no, they will be gone, can they not feel distressed?

He had to avenge this revenge.

"The king also draws his sword, I will fight you alone." Blackface Asako changed her strategy.

He was still a little timid, and singled out the first apprentice Wang Ye of Qianye City.

Wang Ye is also a person who respects his opponent and stands up, but he does not draw his sword, he stands with his hands in his hands, "You are not worthy of me drawing my sword." ”

Look down on me, it's not worth it.

Black-faced pockmarked "Humph! "Don't be arrogant, you'll know if it's worth it later." ”

Saying that, he carried a knife and attacked quickly, the speed of the black-faced pockmark was very fast, and the knife went straight to the point, forcing Wang Ye to draw his sword.

Wang also dealt with it easily, his body dodged, and finally seized the opportunity and stepped on the knife of the black-faced pockmark.

The black-faced pockmark used all his strength to draw the knife, but Wang Ye's strength was too great to pull it out.

The black-faced pockmark turned around and said, "Come on!" ”

A group of people watching the play were ordered to carry knives and wave them.

Wang also looked at the black-faced pockmarks who were struggling under his feet, and smiled contemptuously: "Isn't it single-handed? ”