After looking for a long time, I didn't see the little beggar.

Not to mention the fair-skinned and beautiful little beggars.

Guo Jing didn't bother to look for it anymore, pulled Lin Chaoci, found a nearby restaurant, went in and sat down, as the saying goes-going on the pole is not a business, and he didn't want to climb the high branches, since he can't see it, it's gone!

That Huang Rong is not made of gold.

Even gold, and he was not short of money.

However, Guo Jing and Huang Rong are different after all, even if they go to the restaurant and sit at the table, they can't hide a little embarrassment, or Lin Chaoci knows a little bit, knocks on the table, and asks the shopkeeper to put all their signature dishes, saying that he and Guo Jing are dart masters, and they come out to see the world with their elders, and they don't know what famous dishes are in this Zhangjiakou.

Ignorance is not scary.

The scary thing is that I don't know how to pretend to understand.

No one is omniscient.

If you don't understand anything, you can say it generously.

Therefore, the shopkeeper didn't laugh at Lin Chaoci and Guo Jing, the two old hats, speaking of identity, who is more noble than whom?

Aren't they all one of the crowds?

However, Guo Jing didn't notice that since he climbed to the second floor, there was a gaze that had been following him as if nothing was there.

Seeing that Guo Jing didn't react.

The white-robed boy behind the scenes suddenly sneered.

Fiddle with the folding fan in your hand.

In addition to being personable, the dishes in front of her are also complete, four dried fruits, four fresh fruits, two salty and sour, four candied fruits, everything, but only a few things have been caught in two bites, most of them have not been eaten, placed in the corner, the staple food is a dazzling array of delicacies, compared with Lin Chaoci and Guo Jing's several stacks of meat dishes on the table, it depends on the force, I don't know how many times higher.

Lin Chaoci noticed it.

A congenital master, deaf and clear-sighted.

Not to mention, he also has a series of exercises in Xianxia, if the "internal force" is summarized as a special energy condensed by the essence, then the "mana" is the special energy condensed by the three-in-one essence and spirit, only one wisp, can destroy and kill a first-class master, but also raised his five senses to the point of inhuman, the autumn wind has not moved the cicada first, not to mention that this looming gaze has passed over Guo Jing and him successively, that is, just glanced at him, he can feel it on a whim.

This is already the miracle of the land immortals.

However, he can only be regarded as a pseudo-earth immortal.

After the weft rises, the brush has one more kind of "ink" to choose from, this new "ink" is the internal force, the internal force is like the original soul power, how he used the soul power to create the martial arts exercises, cultivate the internal force, now how to use the internal force to create the cultivation of immortals, cultivate the mana, this "ink" is his foundation, the road is long and long, and there is no way to enter, in order to seek a breakthrough, because of this, he has the actual combat power of the top grandmaster, in the realm, it is only a congenital.

Although there are not many innate masters on this Jianghu.

Lin Chaoci's broken hair is not uncommon in this era, and it is common to see some young people with short hair, not modern people, but some wild monks who have not taken care of their hair for a long time.

Guo Jing's dress is no different from ordinary people.

This is thanks to his mother, Li Ping.

Li Ping is a Song person.

When dressing up his children, his style is also more inclined to the Song people, and at a glance, he really can't tell who is from the Mongolian territory.

Therefore, this boy who was wearing a white robe, with bright eyes, a jade ring on his waist, a handsome appearance, and an inexplicable feminine atmosphere, didn't care so much, and fired a map cannon when he came up, but unfortunately, he didn't get a response from Lin Chaoci and Guo Jing: "The grade of this restaurant is too low, everyone goes in, no matter how good this dish is, it is difficult to make a lot of money." ”

Guo Jing glanced up.

When I saw that it was a sassy boy, I immediately understood.

Treat this sassy boy as a fault finder.

Eating his own food.

There is no insinuation at all.

Not to mention Lin Chaoci.

If he didn't do anything, it means that he wasn't angry yet.

If he gets angry, no one can gasp.

Fiddling with the rice in the bowl.

Just like an elephant wouldn't care about the protests of ants, eating and drinking with Guo Jing unconsciously, he embarrassed the white-clothed boy who wanted to make trouble, looking at the shopkeeper who was vaguely dissatisfied in his eyes, and the shopkeeper who was laughing, the slightly feminine white-clothed boy, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching, and he was silent for two or three seconds before he slammed up again: "Hey, that old hat and wild monk over there, if you hear it, if you know each other, hurry up and get out of the house for this son, and eat in a restaurant with you, Zhenjue is a little unlucky, especially the wild monk, look at the dishes in front of you, your Buddhists pay attention to the rules of not killing, could it be that you eat it? ”

The shopkeeper of the restaurant smiled bitterly and persuaded on the side.

On both sides, no one can afford to offend.

On the one hand, it is a dart master who wields his own force.

Just now, the shopkeeper told him.

Moreover, people just sat there to eat, didn't recruit anyone and didn't provoke anyone, and drove these two dart masters out, and his reputation was ruined.

On the other side are the spendthrift customers.

Just looking at the table of dishes, you know that this man in white is definitely a figure with family roots, and he has a great background, even if he is not from a family, he is also a big man that their restaurant cannot provoke.

Lin Chaoci slowly put down his chopsticks.

Seeing this, Guo Jing finally realized that what people just said was himself and Lin Chaoci, but he didn't hear it.

I was already troubled by the ridicule of the masters.

Now, he has been inexplicably provoked.

His brows were tightly locked, but his good cultivation made him not move immediately, he took a deep breath, slowly exhaled a breath, and spit out his anger together, and then asked in a polite tone: "This son, we don't know you or don't know you, let alone look down on you, or deliberately find fault, why are you so unreasonable?" ”

The boy in white just wanted to answer.

Unexpectedly, Lin Chaoci suddenly interjected.

It was this sentence that made her whole person almost angry.

"Because I owe a beating~"

Lin Chaoci picked up the chopsticks nonchalantly, signaled Guo Jing to continue eating, and took the lead in picking up a piece of crispy roast duck, and his extremely calm tone made the wry smile on the face of the restaurant shopkeeper more and more obvious: "Guo Jing, don't pay attention to her, ninety-nine out of a hundred bear children are like this, thinking that she is the second and third in the world, but in fact, she is nothing, just like now, let's continue to eat, she continues to be angry, see if it is after the two of us are full, pat our butts and leave, it has a bad impact on our bodies, or she is angry, can't eat, and she has to pay the same meal money, which has a bad impact on her body, causing additional financial losses, and who will have a greater comprehensive loss. ”

"I ......"

Huang Rong's eyes widened.

I held my breath in my chest.

Let's talk vulgar, people are telling the truth.

Let's say it's not vulgar, I can't get over it in my heart.

Seeing that he couldn't argue with this wild monk who came out of nowhere, Huang Rong immediately turned the spearhead, stopped playing with Lin Chaoci, and waved the folding fan, the shopkeeper and a few shopkeepers retreated again and again, fell to the ground, and his body was light, like the fairy god in the sky falling into the mortal dust, everywhere reflected chic, a dodge, fell to the table between Lin Chaoci and Guo Jing, slapped on the table, the brutal image did not need to be played, it was already three points: "Your kid is called Guo Jing?" ”

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