Is he going to have another one in this downtown area? Yuan Xing muttered in his heart, feeling a headache.

At this time, he is really not afraid of anything on the news, first, there are official people behind him, and there is no need to worry about the aftermath, and second, the time he stays is almost up, and the next time he comes back, I don't know if he is in the year of the monkey.

He was worried that the two would not be able to hold back in the fierce battle, and if they hurt the innocent, it would be a crime.

Fortunately, the eyesight of the innate master is also extremely amazing, and Sang Mengyu on the opposite side saw that he had successfully attracted the attention of Yuan Xing, and the qi that had locked him before was retracted, and the sword was also re-sheathed.

Yuan Xing looked around and saw that no one noticed him except Chen Zong, so he raised his legs, and a divine foot swept to a sand boat in the center of the river, and then took another step, and instantly reached the other side of the river.

At this time, the workers on the sand boat only felt a flower in front of them, and they all thought that they were hallucinating, but after looking closely, there was nothing unusual, so they didn't care. Only Chen Zong in the car urged the driver to drive, hoping to go around to the opposite side as soon as possible, because he was really afraid that these two ancestors would make some trouble.

Yuanxing deliberately found a visual blind spot, and when he turned to the street, the four laymen did not find anything abnormal. Looking up again, there was no shadow of Sang Mengyu on the roof of the building.

He was not in a hurry, but patiently stood on the side of the street and waited, because the other party led him over, and he would definitely show up.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a woman in costume to come out of an alley. Her long hair was scattered behind her, simply tied, and her white hanfu was extremely gorgeous and exquisite. Covered with white gauze and with blue water droplets on his forehead, the whole person looks a classical and mysterious beauty.

This is a provincial capital, there are often celebrities on the streets, and there are many Hanfu lovers, it stands to reason that this woman's dress is not surprising, but her temperament is too special, and the ancient costume is too suitable, which naturally still attracts the attention of some people.

She walked slowly across the zebra crossing, clanging around her waist and accompanied by a jeweled scabbard, the red spike and white skirt swaying as she walked.

Finally, in the midst of admiration, she stopped in front of a young monk.

Yuan Xing didn't care about the pedestrians who stopped around to watch, his eyes were always on the woman's body, and when he saw her approaching, he said hello: "I've seen Lord Sang." His tone was light and unwavering.

"I'm looking for you." Sang Mengyu looked around and frowned slightly.

Yuan Xing is not wearing a robe today, standing on the side of the road in a gray robe, its quiet and peaceful atmosphere is also quite eye-catching, and now these two are standing together, and they really look like characters who came out of ancient costume martial arts movies. There was a soft "click", and finally someone couldn't help but press the shutter of the phone.

In this case, it is naturally inconvenient to say more, the two of them have a tacit understanding to turn to a remote place, they seem to be walking unfast, but they are far from being able to catch up with ordinary people, and it didn't take long to shake off the discussion behind them.

I picked a coffee shop and walked in, the time is about nine o'clock in the morning, and it is not a weekend, so the coffee shop is very deserted, and it is a good time to chat and negotiate.

I found a well-lit place to sit, ordered something and a drink casually, and then it was like a competition, the two of them were relatively silent, and neither of them had the intention of speaking first.

The young waiter's curious gaze unconsciously swept over the two customers, but one of them lowered his eyes and meditated, and the other seriously played with his fingers, and the atmosphere was extremely strange.

When she put the pour-over coffee and dessert on the table, only the monk nodded and said thank you.

I don't know what kind of bloody plot came up in my mind, but it didn't take long for the soft music in the coffee shop to change, and a song that was very unfamiliar came out of the wall-mounted stereo.

“…… I am from the east, looking for a path of Buddha light! A Tibetan past, the wind to go to Chang'an Road. It was also a good appearance of Shaohua Qinglang and square; The second Tibetan heartfelt and friends from the teacher are high-spirited. I also used to read the high hall of the mighty river at hand; Sanzang pondered, drunk and smiled. I also remembered that the garden was full of spring and spring light and shadow. Thinking about me in this life, I can't hide a good dream. And with that, the evening drum and the morning bell, the Sanskrit voice sings softly......"

Yuan Xing listened to it a little fascinating, and when the song was finished, he sighed unconsciously.

"What? Listening to this song and thinking of yourself? Sang Mengyu had already taken off her face, and when she didn't belong to her thoughts, half of the dim sum in front of her had disappeared, and this kind of cream product seemed to suit her taste, and her eyebrows couldn't help but curl.

Yuan Xing shook his head slowly. At first glance, the singing seemed to fit his own situation, but there were two differences, his face was not old, and there was no girl waiting on the road.

The reason for the sigh is actually the last sentence "108,000 go to a long way." From now on, Pingshui gathers and scatters the old land and another country" hooked his mind.

"Lord Sang Shi appeared today, I don't know what to do with the poor monk?" Dissipating his complicated thoughts, Yuan Xing stared at the steaming coffee on the table and slowly spoke.

"I don't want to hide, I've been bored and uncomfortable in the past few months." Sang Mengyu put down the spoon, and it was worth it: "It's just that the official is chasing after you tightly, I'm afraid you're going to arrest me if you get involved, right?" But you're not from Yunzhou, so can you tell me where you're from? With that, her gaze was firmly on Lian of the upper edge.

"The poor monk was born here and grew up here, where else can he come from?" Yuan Xing calmly faced her scrutinizing gaze and said word by word.

"Natives?" Sang Mengyu saw that he was not lying, and at the same time a little surprise rose in her heart, she has not been on the earth for a short time, what is the bad environment here is naturally clear, I really can't imagine that such a place will have such a master, what is even more terrifying is the force behind this person, a monk about thirty years old has a half-step innate cultivation, what about the old guy hidden behind the scenes?

"Yes, the poor monk is not only a local, but also knows where the donor comes from, and the reason why he took the initiative to find the donor is just to send you back." Yuan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly: "After all, this is a foreign place, and the aura is also very meager, how can there be a place where you come from?" Seeing the jealousy in her eyes, he knew that the other party had misunderstood, but he had no obligation to explain.

"It's nice here, the food is delicious, the clothes are beautiful." After being stunned for a long time, Sang Mengyu suddenly smiled, leaned back on the sofa, and said with a lazy meaning: "I haven't had enough." ”

"It's boring for you to say that, since you don't want to go back, why do you want to show up?" Yuan Xing reached out and took a small spoon, stirring the coffee while asking as if unintentionally, "I don't know where the Dou donor is?" Did you quarrel? ”

According to the other party's means, where can you not go in this world? I'm afraid something really happened to make her take the initiative to expose herself. As for quarrels, it's just a matter of common sense. It's okay when life is worry-free, but after a long time in an embarrassing environment, some contradictions that are usually covered up will erupt sooner or later, especially when the three views of the two people are very different. Of course, these were the conjectures of some advisers to the Security Service, and they seem to be quite plausible today.

A trace of unnaturalness flashed on Sang Mengyu's face, and he snorted: "He's in a very safe place, don't bother you." ”

"You have to leave no matter what." The fate of the line is the right color road.

"It's not impossible, but you've got to fight me, and if you win, I'll leave. But if you lose, not only do you need to meddle in my affairs again, but you also need to persuade the authorities not to pursue me and Dou Ziang. How is it? ”

Yuan Xing pondered for a long time: "The poor monk can't represent others, so he can only try his best." ”

"Can't you convince it, can't the teacher?" Sang Mengyu raised her eyebrows.

Yuan Xing was silent.

"Decency is hypocrisy." Sang Mengyu snorted lightly, thought for a while, and suddenly pointed to the street outside the window: "How about you and I compete here today?" ”

"Here?" A big battle in a provincial capital? It's not a high-profile issue, it's a mess.

Seeing him hesitate, Sang Mengyu sneered and said: "After I came, if I moved my hands and feet a little, Dou Ziang's nerd would talk nonsense, in fact, if the local government knew who they were facing, how could they be so arrogant?" After a pause, he said: "I don't hate you people here, and I should let them see what real power is, and treat the strong, so that they can be more grateful and respectful." ”

That's the taste that you haven't been bombarded, Yuan Xingqiang resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and this person has been on Earth for so long, and he hasn't seen TV or movies? Talking about love all day long?

Just when he heard the last words of the other party, he couldn't help it anymore, and sneered: "In what capacity does the donor dare to say these words?" Innate? ”

"Innate is enough, isn't it worthy of respect?" Sang Mengyu didn't care about his attitude, and pointed to the pedestrians outside with her chin open: "These people are ordinary, kitsch, ugly, impetuous, and unsympathetic...... Who likes a whole bunch of shortcomings? "What the cult is about doing what you want. Recently, he was chased by the Security Bureau, and there was no persuasion from Dou Ziang beside him, and the resentment in his heart suddenly surged up at this time, and the more he looked at the world, the more unpleasant he became, and he was ready to take revenge on the society.

"The poor monk likes it." Yuan Xing had suppressed his anger, and a smile appeared on his face again: "What kind of people, what kind of scenery to see, the poor monk thinks this place is very good." ”

"You ......" Sang Mengyu glared at him fiercely, and simply stopped being reasonable: "What if I must compete here?" After a pause, he added: "Are you afraid of hurting the innocent?" Don't worry, I'll take notice. ”

Yuan Xing still shook his head, he was very jealous of the government, and he really tried the taste of being shot, in case the two of them made a big fuss, the Chinese army would not get used to them.

"It's a shame." Sang Mengyu pursed her lips and was silent for a long time before she said again: "What about the riverside?" ”

Yuan Xing hesitated at this time, and originally wanted to refuse, this is not cowardice, but low-key. But after thinking about it, no matter what ordinary people are, the official will definitely do the aftermath, so that they can have some correct concepts of transcendent martial artists, who knows if something similar will happen in the future?

"Win or lose, the donor must tell you exactly where you crossed over." He added a condition, in case he loses, he can still seal the channel, right?

"Good ......" Sang Mengyu deserves to be simple, in her opinion, she is an innate master, and it is the same to deal with a ninth-order martial artist.

After the two discussed, those who drank coffee drank coffee, those who ate snacks ate snacks, and they did not speak again.

The silence lasted until the snack was finished and the coffee was gone, and no one spoke, one continued to play with his fingers, and the other simply crossed his legs, and the atmosphere was so eerie.

After a long time, in the end, Sang Mengyu was not as calm and relaxed as a monk, and couldn't help but speak first, she sarcastically said: "You deserve to be a monk, isn't it time for a man to pay for it?" ”

Yuan Xing reacted at this time, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone, but the next moment he was dumbfounded, he came in a hurry, and the mobile phone fell into the car.

Very good, one is congenital, the other is half-step extraordinary, do you want to eat an overlord meal before the two big masters compete?