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It's so shameless.

It was expected that Gongzi would be angry, and the two attendant warriors were ready to attack at any time. As long as the young master gives an order, he will start with this woman who does not give face.

Yin Gongzi's heart was angry, but there was an old man's voice next to him: "Fight! Do it!

I saw an old man in ordinary clothes just walking out of a guest room, clenching his fists and provoking there.

It is the core figure of Wu Zhe and others in this mission, and the sloppy old man in the guise of the sect master.

Wu Zhe said angrily: Old man, are you so provocative?

The old man looked surprised: I'm here to help you realize your plan.

Indeed, Wu Zhe's words just now are suspected of wanting to cause conflict.

Am I talking so excessively? Wu Zhe was surprised.

Mu Qingya and Zong Zhilian were on the same head, but Hu Yun shook his head.

Seeing Hu Yunsheng shaking his head in denial, Zong Zhilian snickered.

Mu Qingya was stunned for a moment, then pursed her lips and smiled.

At this time, Yin Gongzi waved his hand heartily and said: The girl doesn't need to mind. Since last night, it has been a rude affair and disturbed the girl's dreams. Don't say that it is a verbal reprimand, even if you punch a few times, it doesn't hurt.

Although Wu Zhe was mean, and the old man spoke aggressively, Yin Gongzi did not get angry.

This person's surname is full of a factor of pride.

I don't need to do anything, let you do it yourself. Let me do it myself, and I will fall behind. That's one of his philosophies.

Just like last night's punishment of his attendant warrior Mu Yin, he did not use any violent pressure, but only used verbal coercion, so that the other party stabbed his throat and vocal cords and could not pronounce.

In the past, when he met the girl he liked, he didn't use forceful means, but used a charming way to conquer.

Even if he used the flute to seduce the white-skinned girl on the boat passing by the river, that is, the real Xiao Niu, he only used the flute to lure, and did not start to rob.

Fortunately, he never robbed by force, so the crime of harming the girl was not revealed. Even if many girls are missing, it will be difficult to catch him.

Otherwise, it would have been notorious for picking flowers, or it was set as a task by the Sword Fighting Sect, or it was approached by the enemy, or it was even killed by the sect master at first sight.

At this moment, he was talking eloquently, with a sincere expression on his face, and a kind of chic in his conversation and laughter.

He is confident, maybe this fair-skinned girl is just ignorant of men and women, and cannot fully appreciate her charm.

No matter how reserved the girl is, sooner or later let her throw herself into her arms.

It's a pity that he belongs to the cow and plays the piano, Wu Zhe didn't notice anything about him at all, and even felt that this guy gave people goosebumps more than the narcissistic son Zong Zhilian......

Wu Zhe snorted, and there was no big feedback on this son's politeness, so he took Mu Qingya's hand and walked outside the inn.

Hu Yun hurriedly followed.

Zong Zhilian arranged for the old man and the others to leave the inn as well.

On the way, Wu Zhe whispered to Mu Qingya as he walked: I looked very annoyed just now.

Don't talk about people. Mu Qingya pursed her lips and smiled, and replied with sign language: Sue sù for pretending to be ugly. If you don't listen, what are you complaining about?

Wu Zhe suddenly thought of something and asked: Or are you more experienced, and you deliberately dressed up poorly during the trip. Did someone pester you before?

It's a little annoying. Mu Qingya nodded slightly resentfully, and said in sign language: Before Xiaocheng became a scholar, I didn't want to get involved in the relationship between men and women, so I didn't consider this aspect at all.

Wu Zhe secretly called it a fluke, fortunately he is now an evolutionary body, otherwise if the real dragon Aotian male body crosses, he may not be able to get close to Mu Qingya.

After walking a few steps, I arrived at the restaurant yesterday, and the shopkeeper and the guys greeted me very warmly.

Girl, girl, you're here!

Hurry inside please, the best hospitality!

Several guys in the restaurant hurriedly arranged seats for Wu Zhe, and wiped them with white towels, as if they were afraid of being a little dusty.

Girl, the "Dragon Babu" you talked about last night was really good! I went back to lie in bed and didn't fall asleep, and my mind was full of heroes walking high and high in the rivers and lakes.

But no, I also want to save money to find a master to practice martial arts, and become a hero in white clothes in the future!"

Earlier, some night walkers, dart masters and others were sitting in the restaurant and eating, and when they saw Wu Zhe, they all got up and saluted.

Wu Zhe's status in the eyes of everyone is even higher than that of Zong Zhilian.

Zong Zhilian, who had already caught up, shook his head and whispered in protest: I am the proprietor, and all you eat and drink is my money.

Several important figures of the Zhang family, Zhao Darttou, Leader Li and Qianjunzi also took the old man into the restaurant, and everyone asked for a simple meal and began to talk and laugh.

Wu Zhe didn't notice that Yin Gongzi didn't come with him.

Come, Brother Zhilian, let's have a bowl. Hu Yunshu kept peeking at Wu Zhe's gaze. Seeing that she didn't even glance at the pied boy who followed behind, she was in a very good mood.

What are you doing in a bowl? Zong Zhilian looked at the bowl of white porridge that Hu Yunsheng had brought up, and the bowl of steaming white porridge on his table, and couldn't help but whisper: You guy, you can't be like this, right?

Ha...... Hu Yunsheng was in a good mood, and he didn't care, so he drank this bowl of hot rice soup.

Zong Zhilian grinned, watching him drink the soup and feel hot.

In the inn, Yin Gongzi took two of his subordinates into the room where Wu Zhe lived.

Zong Zhilian had already paid off the silver and returned to the room, so the guys didn't stop Yin Gongzi from entering this room.

Of course, even if the guy wants to, he can't stop it.

Although the delicate body is separated, there is still a lingering fragrance. Yin Gongzi sniffed his nose between the beds where Wu Zhe was lying, looked at the two beds, and said to himself with one hand behind his back, and one hand on the bed and said: She lay on this bed for a while. Got up to hear my flute and then slept in another bed with a woman?

Yin Gongzi followed some clues and deduced what Wu Zhe did in the room at that time.

He wanted to grasp as many details of this girl's living habits as possible, so as to increase the grasp of the pickled girl.

Standing in front of the bookshelf in this upper room, she looked at some of the classic green books provided by the inn, and deduced that she didn't seem to have turned the books. Hehe, no wonder I don't know how to be polite, and I say unpleasant words, it turns out that my education is insufficient, and I don't have much scholarly cultivation. It's just that where did the story come from? Well, it must be some memory that can be retold by other people's stories.

Yin Gongzi pushes others with himself. He has the habit of reading, even if he sleeps late, he has to look at a book every day.

Seeing that there was no trace of turning, he thought that the woman did not have any scholarly upbringing, and not only lowered her image status in his heart.

Hmm? I didn't turn the book, but I moved the paper, ink, pen and inkstone? Yin Gongzi looked at the table and said suspiciously: Wait, she should have only written with tea last night. But there are new marks on the ink here, and there must have been other handwriting. Chiyin, you go to the inn guy and ask for something to clean up in this room.

Among the two attendant warriors, one named Mu Yin injured his throat last night. Chiyin, on the other hand.

Chi Yin hurriedly went to fetch the guy, and by the way, he brought two iron buckets of miscellaneous items that had not yet been discarded.

What are you doing? The guy was scolding at first, but Chi Yin, with the nod and connivance of Yin Gongzi, taught the guy a little lesson, and made him obedient.

I rummaged through the iron bucket and found a piece of white rice paper that had just been cleaned up in this room.

Throwing the guy out of the room and closing the door, Mu Yin and Chi Yin spread out this piece of rice paper to the young master together.

When Yin Gongzi looked at it, his eyes suddenly widened.

Silence is better than sound at this point. Yin Gongzi read these seven words on the rice paper: a good sentence, with a unique charm. It's just that although the connotation of a single sentence is not shallow, it is not outstanding, I am afraid it depends on the specific situation. These seven words, if they are supported by other good sentences, can make a big difference...... Ah!

Suddenly, he exclaimed, rushed up and carefully snatched the rice paper from the hands of the two warriors, and spread it on the table in a bit of a panic.

How is it possible? )