Su Yi nibbled on the roast pigeon and gnawed tastelessly, looked at Xiao Shu's body with signs of trembling, and said, "Let's go, I ordered a table of good dishes, do you want to consider tasting it?"

She suddenly saw a figure, turned around and stuffed the roast pigeon into Xiao Shu's hand.

Xiao Shu was still confused, and saw a white figure with a very large sphere roaring towards him, and at the same time, Xiao Ba's obviously sharp voice: "...... You are eating pigeons!!! pigeons are so cute, how can you eat pigeons!!"

Kong Yu looked at someone who turned his head and put his finger in his mouth with the intention of destroying the corpse, and smiled helplessly: ...... Sure enough, it's still a calculating guy.

Xiao Ba was very excited, grabbing Xiao Shu's shoulders with both hands and shaking out the afterimage, the fat man with the sphere smiled at Kong Yu, and his expression was a little helpless.

In the end, Xiaoba snatched only half of the pigeon left and ran to the side crying, and vowed to give this poor companion a luxurious burial, Su Yi patted his stomach a little weakly: "It's a pity that it's not all corpses......"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Hachi was already thinking about the possibility of letting Xiao Shu accompany him to the funeral......

...... After some commotion, the fat man finally entered the table, and more than a dozen people also occupied a lot of places in the restaurant, plus Su Yi ordered a lot of good dishes with a large attitude, so the boss was very enthusiastic, and the dishes were served quickly, and the table quickly became lively.

Xiao Shu was obviously silent a lot, Su Yi thought about it and handed a plate of roast chicken to him, Xiao Shu looked at the plate of roast chicken and fell into deep thought, Su Yi was anxious, she was so distressed that she was afraid of roast chicken and said, if it weren't for the fact that I said to you to taste it before, I wouldn't give it to you......

Thinking that she was about to take the roast chicken back, but was stopped by Xiao Shu, he said firmly: "I'll eat it...... Hey, I said I want to eat, I want to eat!" while pressing the roast chicken plate with chopsticks, he was about to cry: "No, I don't plan to leave, I want to eat......"

Su Yi was also very firm, she said, "I don't want to eat it for you...... Eh...... I regret it, I don't want to give it to you even if you stay..."

Xiao Shu: "......"

...... This boss can't ask for it.

This side is eating "happily", although these mortal foods have no spiritual power, but they still taste good, how delicious is it? It just made Su Yi rekindle his confidence in food without spiritual power.

The monk's five senses were superior to those of ordinary people, and he naturally heard the discordant sound mixed in with it.

"Brother Long, you see, there are even monks who have come to our mortal restaurants to eat...... Aren't they afraid that what is here will affect their cultivation?"

"How can we manage this, people don't care about this, why should we worry about these for them......"

"Speaking of which, Brother Long, I heard today, what kind of swordsmanship is passed down by your family, if you practice it to the fullest, it can't even be compared to ordinary monks......"

Su Yi happened to face them, and saw a slender and long man pouring wine for a guy with two mustaches on his mouth, and he was very attentive.

She pursed her lips, the sword master's swordsmanship was already known as the first swordsmanship in Kyushu, and the facts also proved that not to mention the nine turns, it was the six-turn spirit sword of the ghost Lingwan, and the sword cultivation in the world did not bow down, and she really couldn't look down on the general swordsmanship.

However, she was wrong.

I saw the mustache on the other side stretch out his hands, make a sword flower, and then said triumphantly: "How is it?

The thin strip hurriedly cheered him on: "Cow! Brother Long is really good!"

The mustache wanted to say something, but suddenly felt the aura around him stagnate, and then looked over to find that the previous wave of monks was staring at him for some unknown reason—behind him, to be exact.

He felt strange and looked back, but saw nothing, and was a little confused for a while.

Puzzled, he put his saber on the table and boasted to the slender stripe: "Isn't that what I learned for a long time, and I heard my uncle say that as long as you practice until you have a breath in your body...... What's the qi, anyway, there is a breath of qi appearing in the dantian position, and I am a master-level person......"

“...... Really angry. A female voice suddenly came from under him, his mustache paused, and he subconsciously touched the saber on his body, but was suppressed by a pair of small hands.

The mustache took a look at it and found that it was just a little girl, and he was relieved for a while, and he smiled: "Ah, don't make trouble, little girl, ......"

He noticed that this little girl was coming in a group of monks, and he didn't know her details, so he didn't dare to offend.

"I didn't make trouble, if the sword master's swordsmanship is practiced by a mortal without a spiritual root, a true qi will be born in the body, in a sense, it can indeed be regarded as a master among mortals......"

"What kind of sword master swordsmanship? I have never heard of it! This is my family's dragon teng swordsmanship!" The mustache found that the strength of the little girl in front of him was amazing, and he couldn't shake the sword on the table even with all his strength. "You...... Who are you?"

"The Sword Master Sword Technique is the signature sword technique of the first sect of the contemporary era, haven't you heard of it?" Su Yi suddenly approached his face, stared at him deadly, and the corners of his mouth coldly hooked an arc. "And this exercise is not passed on, why do you use it?"

"What is the first sect, I don't understand what you say......

"Are you nervous......" Su Yi relaxed his fingers a little, let him hold the sword in his hand, and waved his hand indifferently: "However, looking at your expression, you don't seem to know...... Boring. ”

The mustache was completely blinded by her actions, and he was stunned, and the sword in his hand was not out of his hand, and suddenly he reacted: "Wait, how do you know about that sect? How do you know what kind of sword master swordsmanship? Are you from Kunlun?!!"

The word "Kunlun" was like some kind of switch, and for a while, the entire restaurant was quiet, and the mustache was still unrelenting: "It must be! You must be from Kunlun!"

Kong Yu's eyes were sharp, and he noticed that many people were reaching out to their weapons, and he watched Su Yi still slowly swing to his place and sit down, as if nothing had happened, knowing that it was time for him to come forward.

He hurriedly caught up, made a clever move on the tip of the man's angry sword, and turned around: "This big brother, don't be angry, you have something to say......

"What is there to say! She is from Kunlun, and those of you who are with her must also be from Kunlun! You wait, I will let my uncle come and arrest you!"

Su Yi lightly compared a two.

Xiao Shu turned his gaze curiously, and Su Yi dipped in water and wrote on the table: "Two clues."

Kong Yu hurriedly handed over his sect seal: "This eldest brother Mingjian, we came from the larch forest, the disciple of the Cloud Turning Sect, the one who was our head just now, but it has nothing to do with that one......"

"If you say it's okay, it's okay, why should I believe you?!"

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