Cocking Erlang's legs, Xiao Cheng glanced at Jian San, who was not in a proper shape, and sighed in his heart, the more she looks at this girl, the more cute she becomes, not to mention, as long as she is not in a state of pretending to be crazy and stupid and fighting bravely, she is a good girl who is a beautiful girl, as for the age, who cares about the age? Jian San has a skill, looking at it is an eighteen-year-old girl, no matter how old she is, I will always be a sister."

Jian San's face turned red, and he was very amorous and white as if he peeked at her factory owner, and his heart was strange. After seeing Dongfang's undefeated beauty, Jian San's feelings for the factory owner have changed slightly, although she is actually forty or fifty years old, but she has never been in contact with the relationship between men and women, she is quite embarrassed at this time, and she immediately stifled her laughter.

Xiao Cheng looked at Jian San, whose face was flushed, and laughed secretly. "This is a little girl, although her age must not be young, but most of the time she is in cultivation, if you want to talk about conspiracy and trickery, she is naturally far more powerful than many women, but when it comes to being cheeky, this guy is a blank slate. It's funny, it's better to tease her more in the future, it's fun in the bitterness, hehe". Xiao Cheng retracted his eyes, because Jian Er snorted unhappily beside the white horse.

"You sister control thing". Xiao Cheng secretly despised Jian Er. "Sister, don't you allow other men to look at it? That is, the owner of this factory, you can't resist, if it is someone else, you, the elder of the former Shangyang School Palace, are you going to draw your sword and face each other? Sister control, dead sister control, despise you!" Xiao Cheng secretly slandered.

"Look at how good Jian Yi is, people don't care about me molesting his sister. ...... However, Kenichi is sometimes deep and terrifying, and if it weren't for the accusation, such an enemy would be a great headache for me."

Xiao Cheng pondered a lot of messy things, and then turned his head to Qi Yuan and said: "You go back and sit down, start eating, people are iron and rice are steel, although they are holy realm monks, but eating is a must, who made you not an immortal god? If you are not an immortal god, you can't be hungry, and it is not too much for a monk to eat a Lingmi immortal meal for ten days, Lao Tzu will supply it, go and eat."

Qi Yuan nodded respectfully, went back and started moving, this time he was much more obedient. I have to be obedient, it's all in a commanding tone, and it's hard to listen to it.

Herod!

The white horse's hooves were playing on the bluestone table, his big eyes were full of ridicule, and looking at the obedient Qi Yuan, he almost shouted a few times, 'Boy, you are really funny, laughing at Uncle White Horse'.

Qi Yuan's eyes were as deep as a devil, and he stared at Bai Ma, who felt that this look was like a blade in the critical position of his lower body for a moment, and there was evil hidden in it.

The white horse trembled, and only then did he remember, this master only listened to Xiao Cheng's orders, and people could unload eight pieces of stew soup from me at any time, if Xiao Cheng was not around, who could protect Uncle Ben?...... I will go, I can't offend, this man is more grudgeful, than the sword one or three people hold grudges.

This guy immediately called out to Herod, stood up, and looked at Qi Yuan with a gloomy face with the most innocent and cute eyes, and then walked to Qi Yuan's side, rubbing his big head against Qi Yuan's shoulder, and his big eyes were full of flattery. Your uncle's tail is dangling like a big dog, how cheap is this one.

Qi Yuan was dumbfounded. "And such a shameless white horse that changes his face like flipping a book? Is this a white horse or a big dog who watches people put down dishes, why is it so wall-topped? At first, he laughed at people, and then when he saw that things were not good, he came to sell them shamelessly in front of many high-ranking people? Is there a more shameless beast in this world than this horse? Please, are you a big horse, not a big dog, what are you doing with your tail, waiting for me to throw bones? Wagging your tail and begging for mercy, do you still have any dignity?"

Qi Yuan raised his hand, slapped the shameless horse away, and roared, "Don't come near me."

Okay, this guy did get angry, but he was very measured, and this slap looked fierce, but it was actually just a soft energy that threw the white horse out.

The white horse skin is thick and thick, rolling a few laps on the grass, standing up without doing anything, returning to the seat with his head held high in spirit, and sitting down with the golden knife of the big horse, it is really a 'big horse'. After the guy sat down, he motioned to Kenji, who had a look of hatred for iron and steel, to continue pouring wine into it. The horse's hooves are not good, they can't hold the wine glass, but the white horse likes the things in the cup, so he can only trouble Kenji.

"This seat is reluctant to deal with spineless brutes." Ken Er leaned his neck and drained a glass of wine, moved several positions outward, and stopped waiting.

Hakuba was dumbfounded. "This, your uncle, Ben Ma doesn't want to whisper to flatter, but can't you see that there is murder in Qi Yuan's dead ghost's eyes? At least, now that it's gone, Ben Ma doesn't have the disaster of killing. Damn Kenji, he won't help, right, I'll figure it out myself."

The white horse glanced at Kenji in a very humane way, and then, supporting his jaw with one of the horse's hooves, pondered for a long time, thinking about how he could drink the wine without borrowing other people's hands.

A piece of meat that Xiao Cheng bit in his mouth fell silently, and together with Jian Yi Jian Er and Qi Yuan, he looked at the white horse who was thinking about the problem humanely, and at the same time felt the thunder in his brain.

It's true that this white horse is psychic, but it's also too psychic, it's only been a few days, and it's the surface of human beings?

Today, the white horse is going to be served alive or dead, which is beyond Xiao Cheng's expectations, and what is going on now, is it impossible to become a thinker in the state of horses? Do you need to be like Auguste Rodin, make a one-to-one horse-shaped sculpture and erect it in front of the cave? The world is so big, it is not uncommon for a white horse to become a demon, but without the transformation of the form, he has such wisdom, once the transformation enters the holy realm of cultivation, how high will he be of understanding? Is it difficult...... , this guy is qualified to become an important member of Longxiang West Factory?

Xiao Cheng pondered this possibility, and looked at the contemplative white horse with strange eyes, not only him, but the three major protectors and Qi Yuan also thought of the same question at this time.

Before the demon clan did not transform into shape, it was basically a fierce beast, although it turned on a part of the spiritual intelligence, but it was only equivalent to the intelligence standard of a human three- or four-year-old child, it was very stupid, and it would only act according to the instinct of the beast, and I had never heard of a fierce beast that had the wisdom comparable to that of an adult before the transformation, and the demon clan was in the beginning of the transformation, and the intelligence level made a big leap.

If you don't reach the Holy Realm, you can't enter the transformation stage, and the white horse has no cultivation at all, how can he be so smart? If you cultivate it, you will enter the transformation stage in the future, and your intelligence level will be great.

"The owner of the factory can buy a white horse casually, and he can encounter this kind of unattainable thing? Not to mention, he is really lucky, and he may be ...... , not wronged". The three Dharma Protectors all have this idea in mind