The Blood Sword took the flask and the sauced beef, and examined it carefully.

"Afraid of poisoning?

If I poison it, you won't be able to detect it.

But there's no need to deal with you!"

Ye Motian said disdainfully: "You are also a dignified Divine Martial Realm martial artist, the poison resistance should be quite high, right?"

The Blood Sword sneered: "In these years, gentlemen are easy to provoke, and villains are difficult to guard, so it's better for me to be careful." ”

After some checking, I confirmed that there was nothing wrong.

The blood-dripping sword ate it.

The moment the wine was entered, the blood-dripping sword's face suddenly changed drastically.

"You guys are so despicable!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Is it really poisonous in wine?

"How can I be despicable?"

Ye Motian asked curiously.

"You know I'm here to kill you, but you make such delicious wine.

It's not meanness or anything, you must be trying to bribe me with good wine.

To be honest, I'm really impressed!"

The Blood Spilling Sword was duel there with two villains in its head at this time.

One party strongly asks the Blood Sword not to be confused by the delicacy, and the task must be completed;

The other party strongly demanded to enjoy the delicious food, and if he really killed Ye Motian, he would not be able to eat such a good thing in the future.

"You'd better think about doing it yourself, this head is still there.

Don't think about those useless things. ”

Ye Motian glanced at the Blood Sword with disdain.

Two more guests walked in the door.

One turned out to be the prince lion Wudao, and the other was Pang Yun.

How did these two get together?

Ye Motian was a little confused.

It stands to reason that Pang Yun is a person who is ignorant.

It doesn't matter, other people are fooling around, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with me, does it?

"Ye Motian, quickly prepare an upgraded version of the second pot head!"

Shi Wudao shouted as soon as he entered the door.

"I want an upgraded version of the burning knife!"

Pang Yun also said.

"Don't you two order side dishes?"

Ye Motian asked with a smile.

"We're going to bring the wine back. ”

Pang Yun said.

Take?

Ye Motian was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, special commodities are not taken out." ”

It's really not that Ye Motian wants to pretend to be forced, the key is that this is the rule of the imperial dining room.

Take-out items do not count as task completion.

If it weren't for that task, he wouldn't want the little master to cook for others.

"Ye Motian, are you afraid that this prince has no money?

It's just a jar, and it's not for your life!"

Shi Wudao's face was a little not good-looking, once upon a time, he was slapped in the face by Ye Motian.

Today he just wanted a jar of wine, and the other party didn't give it.

This is clearly deliberate.

Pang Yun didn't say anything, this old guy is a wise man.

Because he knew Ye Motian's personality too well, he simply sat down: "Then I'll sit down and eat, change it to a pot of wine and two appetizers." ”

"That's fine. ”

After greeting Qin Yujia, the little girl went to find the little master.

"Ye Motian, this prince is asking you!"

Shi Wudao's face was a little ugly.

"It stands to reason that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came in the rain, and I shouldn't have refused.

But there is such a rule.

I can't help it. ”

Ye Motian shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Shut up!

Ye Motian, this prince came here to buy wine to honor the saints!

Do you dare to be disrespectful to the saints?

Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and prepare.

Beware of Prince Ben smashing your shop!"

Shi Wudao was probably a little irritable by Ye Motian.

It's not like the treacherous prince on weekdays, but more like a reckless man.

Hearing this, those who got under the table shook their heads secretly.

Ye Motian's audacity is really famous.

Attract blood-dripping sword assassination, not to mention.

At this time, he actually offended His Royal Highness the Prince.

What the hell is this about?

According to common sense, it shouldn't be to entertain His Royal Highness the Crown Prince well, and maybe let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince help deal with that drop of blood sword.

"Believe it or not, if you dare to smash my shop, I will dare to smash your head?

The prince is a yarn.

Your father didn't do anything to me during the day.

Eat, sit, spill,!"

Ye Motian looked at Shi Wudao contemptuously and said.

At that moment, footsteps were heard outside the door again.

It is a tall and a short, fat and thin.

Seeing these two people, the anger on Ye Motian's face immediately turned into a smile.

"You're back, come on, come on, sit down quickly, Qin Yufeng, go over and tell the little master.

Prepare a table for Yuan Fang and them first.

The others waited. ”

Ye Motian beckoned Li Yuanfang and Di Renjie to sit down.

The Di Renjie in front of him looks a little like the one in the detective Di Renjie.

They are all chubby, with a pair of eyes full of wisdom and shrewdness.

When people look at it, they feel quite good.

"Little rabbit, the old man's dishes haven't been served yet, are you hospitality?"

The old god upstairs laughed and scolded.

"Wait, this is my shop, I will give it to whoever I say first.

If you want to eat, you will continue to wait, and if you don't want to eat, you will leave. ”

Ye Motian glanced at the old god stick and said indifferently.

The Blood Dripping Sword saw the old god stick, but his face changed.

The face of the national teacher, there is almost no one in the lion camel country who does not know it.

Although he has been away for ten years, he can know this national teacher before.

"This kid shouldn't really have anything to rely on, right? He didn't even give the face of the national teacher?"

The Blood Swordsman's heart began to drum.

"I guess it's just ignorance. ”

He smiled suddenly, feeling that he was really a little suspicious.

With his head down, he began to eat his own sauced beef again.

"Damn, it's delicious, I really don't want to kill people here, it's just ruining the dining environment." ”

The Blood Sword sighed.

I regret why I took on this kind of task, it's really boring.

Just as he was sighing, the prince lion Wudao suddenly roared angrily: "Ye Motian, you dare to ignore this prince."

I'll leave you with no bones!"

As he spoke, he pounced on Ye Motian.

"Shoot him off!"

Ye Motian said lightly.

A dark shadow jumped suddenly.

Then with one paw, he slapped the prince lion Wudao from the attic and flew out into the street.

It's a thousand kilometers away.

Poor prince came here today and pretended not to be forced to be fucked.

Lying alone in the rain, almost angry.

He hurriedly got up from the ground, looked at the direction of Ju downstairs, and said through gritted teeth: "Ju go downstairs!"

Ye Motian, you wait for Prince Ben.

If you provoke Prince Ben, you will not die well!"

Typical villain rhetoric.

After throwing it down, he staggered in the direction of the palace.

It's really a bit embarrassing today, so he was careful and didn't dare to let others see it.

The blood-dripping sword in the restaurant was stunned.

That's the real prince, just being shot off?

No wonder the royal family wants to kill this Ye Motian.

This guy is a little too bold.

He wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth.

The beef in sauce is finished, and the wine is drunk.

It's time to send Ye Motian on the road, although there is some reluctance, but the task still has to be completed after all.

(End of chapter)