"Oh?" Manjuan asked playfully, then withdrew his hand and rubbed it a little awkwardly.

Murong slowly continued: "This wine is what I have been thinking about for five years, scholar, I am afraid that you will have difficulty falling asleep if you drink it." ”

"Slowly. Jian Thirteen finally broke the siege, he knew that Wan Juan must have said that Murong was slow, but he didn't know how to speak, Rao was his Sword Thirteen flamboyant, playing the rivers and lakes, but when he met Murong Slow, he seemed to be an ignorant child, and he had to work hard to organize his own language. Even so, he could only shout these two words in the end, no, it should be one word. But even this one word he spoke very clumsily.

Murong slowly smiled happily suddenly, and then quickly slapped away the five jars of wine, still burning knives, but there was more thought: "I'm just in a hurry to see you, if you don't come back, this year's jar of wine will have to add some poison to it, but you said that you would come back in five years." ”

"What's the situation?" Li Ming asked the cat demon in a low voice.

The cat demon was also a little curious, and said in a low voice: "Sword Thirteen, this stinky drunkard, I can't imagine that he is so attractive, should I also learn from him, maybe a girl can chase me like this." ”

"It's a she-cat. Li Ming corrected.

The cat demon ignored it and continued: "Did you see, Sword Thirteen seems to be very nervous, this is really good-looking." ”

Murong slowly saw the two on the side at this time: "I heard the girls in the building say that you also brought a child and a chattering cat today, it's them." ”

The cat demon didn't get angry this time, but reminded: "My name is Daxian, sister-in-law will have to remember it in the future." ”

Murong slowly blushed, and he was a little overwhelmed.

Jian Thirteen didn't expect the cat demon to make such a move, so he could only glare at it fiercely, and then poured a sip of wine: "That kid's name is Li Ming, you can call him Li Ming, he is the apprentice I found." ”

"What should I be called?" Li Ming asked the cat demon in a low voice.

The cat demon looked disgusted, and then said: "Master, you stupid, this Daxian told you that with Ben Daxian's many years of experience, if you shout like this, she will definitely be happy, if she is happy, Jian Thirteen can't and dare not do anything to you." ”

Murong slowly watched the whispered conversation between one person and one cat so quietly, and then said with a smile: "Call me Sister Murong, after all, they all like to be younger." ”

At this time, Jian Thirteen, who was a little at a loss, really didn't know what Li Ming would do if he called out that embarrassing name?

Li Ming then called out to Sister Murong, Murong was slowly very happy, beckoned the two of them over, and then took out a dark purple charm from his sleeve and put it in Li Ming's hand, "Thirteen's apprentice, I will definitely give you a good gift." ”

Li Ming looked at the talisman in his hand, and then at Sword Thirteen.

Jian Thirteen scolded with a smile: "What do you think I have done? Slowly, it is the first time to give someone such a valuable gift, even I am a little jealous, this is what she asked the Qingcheng faction to do." "Sword Thirteen is back, but with a little more sorrow.

"You take it first, and I'll teach you how to use it when you're young. Murong slowly glanced at Jian Thirteen, "Jian Thirteen, you're right, let's drink." ”

Li Mingzheng was slowly pulled to the stool by Murong in a daze, and then said with a smile: "Sword Thirteen's apprentice will definitely drink the burning knife that Sword Thirteen likes, right?"

"Ben Daxian also came to an altar, exactly five people. The cat demon jumped on the ground excitedly, if it had already jumped on the table as usual, but Murong slowly tried to restrain himself in it.

Murong slowly took down a jar of wine, and then put it on the clean grass aside: "You are the cutest cat I have ever seen." ”

The cat demon happily rolled on the ground and then plunged headlong into the jar.

Wan Juan suddenly asked at this time, "How is the old man?"

"Don't worry, it's all right. Jian Thirteen smiled, "You guys, if you miss it, just go back and see." ”

Wanjuan's left hand grabbed the edge of the jar hard, and then said in a tone of remorse: "Wrong is wrong, why say more." ”

Li Ming never thought that this burning knife would be so strong, could it be that it was really as full of her thoughts as Murong slowly said, it turned out that burning a knife could also drink such a sad taste.

Li Ming was drunk, although the amount of alcohol was not very good, but it was the first time that he was drunk after drinking a jar of wine, but Wan Juan told him that it was because he couldn't drink it, he was not drunk, Murong was not drunk slowly, of course Jian Thirteen would not be drunk, and even the cat demon was not drunk. Because at the moment it was chasing the worms in the flowers.

"Where's the master?" Li Ming walked to the middle of the courtyard to stretch his muscles, and then breathed in the freshness of the courtyard with all his might.

Wan Juan was holding a book in his hand, looking at it leisurely, and said without raising his head: "Naturally, he went to meet his old friends on the other side of the bridge, if you are bored, you can go over and take a stroll." ”

Li Ming looked towards the side of the bridge, and he could see a lively scene from afar.

"Cat demon, go. "Li Ming is not an old gentleman like Wanjuan, he is also a child who likes to be lively.

The cat demon jumped out of the flowers, then shook the flowers and plants on his head, and touched the cat's paws: "Go." ”

Having a hangover last night, Li Ming was also a little uncomfortable in his stomach at the moment, looking at the hot snacks on the street, he couldn't help but move his appetite.

Although it was a little late, the table of the wonton noodle stall was still crowded with three, and only the table closest to the stove sat a fortune teller, his pole with the word "inaccurate" casually leaning on the stool, staring motionless at the tossing and frolicking wontons in the pot, as if he was afraid that the vendor would put one less, and the noodles that kept tumbling up and down were like dancing ribbons.

The peddler glanced at Li Ming and hurriedly beckoned, "Distinguished guest, please take a seat, there are exactly two bowls." ”

Li Ming stood a little stunned, and pointed at himself again: "Are you calling me? Do you know me?"

"Although this town is full of people, you must be a guest of Mr. Wanjuan's house. The vendor said that he had skillfully served the two bowls of wonton noodles, added some vegetable leaves, and then carefully brought them to the two of them: "Eat slowly." ”

Li Ming didn't find that the fortune teller in front of him was not old at all, he was even very young, about twenty years old, but he was dressed very casually, and his hair was a little messy.

Li Ming was also hungry, tripped over the wonton noodles a few times, and then ate it with a big head, and the aroma of the beef instantly crawled all over his body, and it was not surprising that he was close to the side of the beef. The cat demon didn't seem to be very hungry, and was wandering around at the moment, as if looking for something.

Li Ming's rise to eat suddenly hiccuped the fortune teller opposite, which had to attract Li Ming's attention, he raised his head to look at the fortune teller, at this time he just put the whole bowl down, and then stared at Li Ming with a serious face.

Li Ming was stared at a little hairy, and couldn't help asking, "What do you think I do?"

"I see that there is a black aura looming in your Yin Hall, I am afraid that there will be a bloody disaster today. The fortune teller stopped saying this and looked at Li Ming with a smile.

Li Ming smiled: "You fortune teller, don't want to get me, do you want me to help you pay?"

"Destroy wealth and eliminate disasters. The fortune teller took it for granted, "I'm doing it for your own good." ”

Li Ming didn't believe it and decided to ignore it, although a bowl of wontons is not worth much, but this kind of fortune teller who does not learn and knows how to cheat is the most hateful.

When he looked down again, he saw a knife floating in the soup, Li Ming exclaimed, naturally there was no knife in the soup, it was indeed the shadow of the knife.

The cat demon roared angrily and threw himself above his head, just blocking it, and the fortune teller took Li Ming directly under the table with a hook of his feet, and then saw that he picked up the pole casually, and quickly rolled it, and the soup and chili water on the table were splashed towards the three people who rushed down in the air: "The three of you have been lurking for so long, you must be hungry, please drink soup." ”

The chili water mixed with the soup was like a big net covering the three of them, and the cat demon was just bluffing, and had already turned back and hid in a safe position.

The three people who suddenly appeared thought that they were just a child, and the three of them must have died without a place to be buried.

Unexpectedly, a fortune teller came out halfway, even though they were strong in martial arts, but it was extremely uncomfortable to be splashed in the face by this chili soup, and the small daggers in the hands of the three danced into a wall, looked at each other and then jumped on the roof.

The customers eating wontons on the side had already scattered in fright, and the stall owner had already hidden in the crowd at some point.

"My apprentice of Sword Thirteen, you dare to touch it. The three assassins saw Sword Thirteen coming from the sky halfway through, but seeing that his left knee was slightly bent forward, and the iron sword in his right hand ruthlessly slashed at the three of them, it was the sword drawing style, Li Ming had practiced the sword drawing style for more than a year, and at this time, he only knew how big the gap was when he bloomed in the hands of Sword Thirteen.

One sword and three kills, without dragging mud and water at all, that sword is naturally not an open heaven sword, but the person is still a sword thirteen, so it is still that sword drawing style, it is still so invulnerable.

A crowd of people quickly appeared around and carried the bodies of the three people away, as fast as if nothing had happened.

Jian Thirteen put the iron sword back into its sheath, and then fell to Li Ming's side, and was relieved to see that he was unscathed.

"Break the fortune and avoid disaster, little ghost, you have to settle the bill for me. The fortune teller picked up his pole and shook it in the wind, and the three words were unexpected.

Jian Thirteen looked at the fortune teller with amusement and asked, "You just can't count?"

The fortune teller pointed to the words on the pole and said with a smile: "I just can't calculate, and there will be no time in the future." ”

"Is the old man of Tianji okay?" Jian Thirteen asked again.

I can't be sure that I have already turned around, and at this time I turned around and glared at Jian Thirteen: "Okay, as long as you don't go to him to tell the hexagram, fortunately, I can't tell the hexagram, I don't see it." ”

"Surely you saw something?" Sword Thirteen asked, taking a few steps after him.

He pointed to the words on the pole again, and sighed helplessly: "I really want to see something, but I've never been accurate, so you don't have to ask me again." ”

"Didn't you calculate that something would happen to my apprentice?" Jian Thirteen had already stopped at this time.