Jun Wuji bit into the slices of roast spirit sheep and suddenly remembered something.

The girl Xiao Jian killed seemed to have an unusual identity, and Xie Liujing injured the young man who didn't have long eyes.

A quarter of an hour has passed, and I'm afraid it won't be long before someone comes to them for trouble.

She had to fill her stomach quickly.

Otherwise, when the trouble comes, she is afraid that she will lose her appetite even more.

Well, this mutton is roasted quite well, and I don't know what kind of spirit sheep it is, and the meat quality is actually better than what she has ever eaten.

Jun Wuji sighed and ate faster.

On the contrary, it was Xie Liujing, after tasting the taste of spiritual rice porridge, he didn't take a second sip, and he didn't drink the pot of spiritual wine he sent, but took out a pot of wine and poured himself a drink.

However, Xiao Jian and Zangji were not as picky as him, poured out the pot of spirit wine and drank it, and ate a lot of barbecue.

Xie Liujing looked at Jun Wuji and saw her gulping down the porridge, a little puzzled: "Do you like the taste of this porridge?"

"I don't like it. Three words are unusually crisp.

"Then why do you ...... still eat?"

Jun Wuji glanced at him with disgust: "I don't have anything else to eat, I can't go hungry, right?"

Although she had enjoyed good food in the last days in her previous life, she was not without her hard times.

Sometimes the experiments are so important that you can't squeeze in much time to enjoy the food, so you have to eat in a hurry.

How can it be like Xie Liujing, the second generation of local tyrants who don't know the hardships of the people?

If you don't like to eat, you won't eat, it's really willful.

But......

Xie Liujing's strength should not be low, even if he drinks every day, it is estimated that it is not so easy to drink and perforate his stomach.

Although he is a little willful, he does have capricious capital.

She's different.

She is not even five years old now, she has just cultivated, and her physical body is still very fragile, so she can't eat indiscriminately.

Thinking so, she swallowed a large sweet and greasy lingmi porridge.

Just halfway through eating, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and then the door of the private room was suddenly kicked open with a "bang".

The other party used a lot of force, and as soon as he kicked it, the door flew upside down into the private room and smashed towards Jun Wuji and the others.

Xie Liujing, who was holding a wine glass, raised his eyes, and the upside-down door stopped in mid-air in an instant, and then the direction flipped, changing from vertical to horizontal, and rushed to the door at a faster speed.

The door of the private room was already surrounded by people, led by a middle-aged man with a dignified face.

He is also handsome, but his face at this time is tense because of anger, giving people a strong sense of depression.

Seeing that the door panel that flew in upside down suddenly rushed out horizontally, his face changed, and he hurriedly raised his hands to block in front of him.

The material of the door panel is good, but it is also ordinary mortal wood, where can it support the wrestling between Xie Liujing and the middle-aged man?

The middle-aged man raised his hand to block it, and the door panel exploded with a "bang", and the sharp wooden thorns shot like bullets at the door, but none of them flew into the private room.

The middle-aged man waved his sleeve to block the wooden thorns, but he was not injured.

Others don't have that kind of good luck.

Some of them were not strong enough to be pierced by wooden thorns, and soon wailed in pain.

The wooden thorns were rough, and there were so many barbs that they hurt more than darts when they pierced the body.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's face became even more ugly.

In the battle just now, he lost.

He squinted fiercely, his gaze swept over Xie Liujing, Xiao Blade, Zangji, and Jun Wuji in the private room, and finally stopped at Xie Liujing.