Thankfully, it's not all like this.

Fortunately, there is another appearance in the Ink Rain Hall.

A man who walks staggeringly and talks like a child.

In the snowy mulberry forest, another person walked out, and with every step, his shoulders seemed to shake, and he would spin from time to time.

When Mu Li saw this person, this person was squatting to the side admiring a cold plum with ice crystals. Then, he stood up again, stretched out his hand and waved it at the crowd.

For this person, everyone's appearance is inevitably a little strange.

Tang Yi was the first to show his helplessness; Lian Jia put away his laziness and straightened his body; Mu Li touched his head, hoping that it was not trouble; Fan Ru's eyebrows were quietly dyed with a little awe; and even Du Bazhi's feet couldn't help but take a step and a half back.

The younger generation will really find it strange.

It's a pity that Chang Fei, who is a treasure for Moyutang, has already laid down, otherwise everyone will let him take a look.

Goodbye, this man had a bright evil smile on his face, and a knife casually stuck in his waist swayed casually as he walked.

The man passed by the three owners, but he didn't pay much attention, but squatted beside him who was completely unconscious, patted his face that was already a little purple from the cold, and muttered.

"It was a terrible beating. ”

No one answered, they were still arguing, and now they were silent again.

It wasn't until the man turned his head and looked at Tang Yi with a smile that Tang Yi muttered.

"You look doing well. ”

The man pointed to Tang Yi's leg.

"You look terrible. ”

Tang Yi dusted off his leg slightly, and it was rare to reveal his stubbornness.

"It's not too bad. ”

The man slowly straightened up again, smiled and nodded to Tang Yi, then passed by his side, and approached in front of Du Bazhi, a pair of hands stretched out out out of thin air, very fast, and before Du Bazhi could react, Du Bazhi's fox fur collar had already been sorted out.

This person is still laughing, but it will make Du Bazhi unconsciously annoyed.

Du Ba pointed to it.

"Don't come unharmed, Meng Qingyi. ”

The four of the younger generation were all stunned, and then everyone's eyes widened, and they really wanted to take a closer look at the characters in the great wilderness.

If you really want to say that there is someone in Moyutang who can teach people to retreat, except for the "Qingyi Quick Knife", there is indeed no second person who wants to think about it.

Among the four, Duan Yuming's eyes were the brightest. Duan Yuming used a knife, of course, he had to respect Meng Qingyi, who was listed among the five knives in the Great Wilderness.

Meng Qingyi said with a smile on her face.

"I heard that you are already the head of Du, very good. ”

In fact, Meng Qingyi said sincerely, but no matter how it sounded, there was some ridicule, which may be related to the evil smile.

Du Bazhi slightly brushed Meng Qing's hand on the collar of the hanger and said.

"Thanks to the love of the hall master. ”

Meng Qingyi turned around with a smile and said casually.

"I'm afraid it's also thanks to Song Lao's order. ”

Du Bazhi's face immediately deepened, but Meng Qingyi was already greeting Fan Ru, and he couldn't have an attack, so he pinched the palm of his hand again, and used the pain to eliminate the fierce anger in his heart.

And Meng Qingyi patted Fan Ru's shoulder, laughing loudly, and comforting at the same time.

"Don't worry, the little girl will always find Old Man Lu. ”

This kind of comfort will always make Fan Ru feel that he can't cry or laugh, but Fan Ru still nods heavily.

Then Meng Qingyi came to Lian Jia's side alone, smiling treacherously.

Lian Jia rolled his throat and swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and his body seemed to shrink back.

So I listened to Meng Qingyi.

"It's time to pay me back the money you lost in your bet. ”

Lian Jia pleaded.

"Can you give it a few more days?"

Meng Qingyi immediately slapped her with a big ear.

"I've been giving you seven or eight years, and there are no doors!"