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Wen Yubing is accustomed to everyone's gaffes, although the white gauze is covered, since the blue water recipe is completed, it is only a faint temperament that is exposed, which is enough to make people intoxicated. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Qing'er was dressed in a snow-white mink fur, her face was even more beautiful and beautiful, she supported Jiang Suning, glanced at the hall, her round apricot eyes swept around, and she nodded with satisfaction.

Carrying Jiang Suning to a table near the window, seeing that she was about to sit down, Qing'er hurriedly shouted, "Sister Jiang, wait first!"

After that, he took out a snow handkerchief from his sleeve, carefully wiped the table and chairs, and said with a smile: "Okay, Sister Jiang sit down." ”

Jiang Suning smiled softly and sat down slowly, weak and delicate, which made people pity.

Xiao Yuesheng and the three of them also followed, a few people sat down, and Xiao Er came up and asked diligently what to eat.

"Hmm...... , a jar of good wine, a few specialty dishes. Xiao Yuesheng said, with a pleasant face, which flattered Xiao Er, nodded busily, and ran away quickly.

"Brother Xiao, forgive them for not having any good wine!" Qing'er pursed her lips disdainfully.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled: "Don't underestimate the people of the world, maybe, the wine alley is deep, we will encounter it." ”

"I don't believe it!" Qing'er disagreed.

Originally, knowing Xiao Yuesheng's identity, Qing'er was quite in awe, but after getting along for a while, seeing that he was gentle and kind, and did not have the slightest master's shelf, she became close and spoke casually.

"Hehe, let's wait and see. Xiao Yuesheng smiled, stroked his black mustache, and raised his eyes to look at everyone.

"Is it Mr. Xiao?!" A person suddenly stood up in the crowd, clasping his fists and arching his hands, but it was a young man in a blue shirt, with a long sword hanging on his waist, his face like a crown of jade, his eyes like a star, and his heroic posture, he was really a rare beautiful man.

Xiao Yuesheng looked at it in a blink of an eye, and after being stunned, he hugged his fists and smiled: "It turned out to be Cheng Shaoxia, and it was a coincidence that he met here!"

This person is the three-ring sword Cheng Yuanzhen that people talked about just now.

"It's a coincidence. Cheng Yuanzhen hugged her fists and smiled, although she smiled reluctantly.

Xiao Yuesheng was vaguely aware of his thoughts, seeing that he was smiling reluctantly, he felt quite funny, and wanted to tease him even more, swept away everyone, and said with a smile: "Cheng Shaoxia's demeanor is better than in the past, congratulations!"

"I'm ashamed. Cheng Yuanzhen shook his head, knowing that he had heard the discussion of others, and sighed gently and reservedly: "A little cheap name, not enough to worry about!"

Immediately, he saved the identity of the person opposite, hurriedly put away his emotion, and said with a smile: "I don't know if Mr. is here, but there is something?"

"Huh...... , just out and have a look. Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, knowing that he had nothing to say, and ordinary people couldn't ask such childish words at all.

"Oh, that's good. Cheng Yuanzhen nodded.

"Brother Xiao, ...... is he?" Qing'er was very curious on the side, as if her heart was scratched by a cat.

"Oh, this is Cheng Yuanzhen Cheng Shaoxia, known as the Three-Ring Sword," Xiao Yuesheng patted his forehead, as if to blame himself for being sluggish, and said with a smile: "Qing'er, you have to get to know each other well!"

"Three-ring Sword Cheng Shaoxia?!"

There was a "buzz" explosion in the hall, and people were talking, and their eyes were focused on Cheng Yuanzhen, watching non-stop.

"This young man, isn't it really the Three-Ring Sword, Cheng Yuanzhen Cheng Shaoxia?" asked one person carefully.

Cheng Yuanzhen hugged her fists: "No, it's Cheng Yuanzhen." ”

"Cheng Shaoxia, who has admired his name for a long time, is in the next son and mother sword Qin Liufeng. Someone stepped forward to introduce himself and wanted to get acquainted with Cheng Yuanzhen.

"Chasing the wind in the next eight steps, Luo Shunjun ......"

came forward to introduce themselves, and soon surrounded Cheng Yuanzhen.

Cheng Yuanzhen attaches great importance to her image, and she can't refuse everyone's enthusiasm, so she can only deal with it with a smile, Qing'er pursed her lips and smiled silently.

"Qing'er, don't laugh. Song Wenqing warned in a low voice that on such occasions, you can't laugh casually, otherwise, if you are not careful, you will get into trouble.

"Aunt Qing, it's funny. Qing'er covered her small mouth, glanced at Cheng Yuanzhen in the crowd, and couldn't help but say coquettishly, and her voice was also very low.

"If you get into trouble again, I won't care about you!" Song Wenqing's eyes widened and he whispered.

Such trouble, along the way, Qing'er did not cause less trouble, it was after she came to break off, which was quite a headache.

"Okay-!" Qing'er nodded reluctantly, turned away, and didn't dare to look at Cheng Yuanzhen's bitter face again.

"That is the Three-Ring Sword Cheng Yuanzhen Shaoxia?" Jiang Suning's eyes lit up, asked Qing'er, and looked over.

"Hey, it's just a little three-ring sword. Qing'er pursed her lips and snorted softly.

Hearing her words, seeing such a big tone, Jiang Suning couldn't help but glance back at her, and laughed softly: "This is a person in the limelight, does Sister Qing'er hate him?"

"Hmph, what kind of big man is he!" Qing'er glanced at the gentle Xiao Yuesheng, who was looking at Cheng Yuanzhen with a smile and a funny expression.

Jiang Suning smiled and pursed his lips.

"It's very noisy here, so it's better to change one. Wen Yubing's cold voice sounded faintly, only reaching Xiao Yuesheng's ears.

"Alas, there is only one restaurant in this town, and the rest of the town is too shabby, and I am afraid it will be even more difficult to sit down. Xiao Yuesheng shook his head helplessly, and also said with the method of transmitting sound into the secret.

Song Wenqing saw that the corners of the two of them moved slightly, but there was no sound, he was quite curious, but it was inconvenient to ask directly, so he pressed it down for the time being.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I really don't deserve to be so loving!" Cheng Yuanzhen said loudly, stood up, hugged his fists and said: "If you meet an old person in the next place, you can only sue for sin!"

After that, he raised his feet and paced, and in the eyes of everyone, he came to Xiao Yuesheng and them.

He was suddenly stunned, and suddenly came into contact with Wen Yubing's eyes, and hurriedly clenched his fists and bowed: "Kid Cheng Yuanzhen to meet Master Wen!"

Although he was hostile to Xiao Yuesheng, he loved Wen Yubing, and he admired him very much, as if he were an elder.

"Cheng Shaoxia doesn't have to be polite. Wen Yubing raised her sleeves slightly and said lightly.

Wen Yubing doesn't like to talk to people, and she also has the ability to make people speechless, just a faint sentence can make people stop talking.

Cheng Yuanzhen got up and suffocated, wanting to inquire about Lin Xiaoqing's news, but she didn't know how to speak.

At this moment, the curtain of the door was lifted again, and five people walked in turn, the first one, the body was thin, like a bamboo pole, the face was long, and the eyes were also long, which was indescribably difficult.

But his long and narrow eyes burst out of the gaze, but it was so bright, like two cold blades, that people didn't dare to look at directly.

The four people behind him were tall and thin, with weapons on their bodies, all of them had light steps and a calm bearing, and they had a bearing that was different from ordinary people.

The five of them stepped into the hall, their eyes swept over the people in the hall one by one, their eyes were like blades, some people were dissatisfied with their presumptuousness, but seeing that they were skilled in martial arts and had many powerful people, they could only be heroes who did not suffer the immediate losses and temporarily endured their anger.

Xiao Yuesheng frowned slightly, these people are so reckless and presumptuous, have they never met a master?!

The first person was suddenly stunned, paused on Qing'er's face, and then turned away as if nothing happened, looking surprised by Qing'er's beauty.

"Xiao Er, serve!" he waved his hand, and his hoarse voice snorted, and the four people behind him stepped forward and sat on the table next to Xiao Yuesheng.

Although Qing'er was playful, her surname was Chunliang, and she was not angry at their evil deeds, but just looked at them curiously.

The first one was sitting across from her, and Qing'er could see the acne scars on his elongated face, which were the marks left by the pimples of his youth.

They sat down, and then the leader took out a scroll from his bosom, slowly opened it, looked at it, then glanced at Qing'er, and nodded to the other four.

Qing'er opened her apricot eyes wide, looked at them curiously, behaved strangely, and didn't know what to do.

"Cheng Shaoxia, sit down and talk. Xiao Yuesheng glanced at them lightly, ignored them anymore, and smiled at Cheng Yuanzhen.

"Thank you. Cheng Yuanzhen was not polite, and sat next to him, although it was a little awkward, but he wanted to get closer to Wen Yubing.

"This girl, but her surname is Bai?" asked the man with the narrow face as he put away the scroll and clenched his fists to Qing'er.

"yes, how do you know?" Qing'er nodded, rather surprised.

"Fang Mingqing'er?" the man asked with a smile.

"Yes," Qing'er nodded, her pretty face showing confusion, tilted her head, and asked, "Have we met?"

"Haha, that's right, it's really nowhere to find the iron shoes!haha......" The man with a narrow face looked up to the sky and laughed, extremely excited.

"Lord Xiang, is that her?!" asked a burly man next to him, looking at Qing'er.

"Not bad!" he stopped laughing, nodded vigorously, gritted his teeth and said, "It's not in vain for all of us to rush in the snow and ice!"

"Who the hell are you?!" Qing'er raised her willow eyebrows, her apricot eyes widened, and she said in a coquettish voice.

She was very intelligent, but she was a little naïve, and at this time she also realized that they had bad intentions and did not give them a good face.

"White girl, our helper has invited Fang Jia!" said the man with a narrow face.

"Who are your helpers?" Qing'er snorted.

"In public, it is inconvenient to disclose, but you will know when you arrive. He swept everyone and smiled, his eyes faintly threatening.

"The one who hides his head and tail must not be a good person, I won't go!" Qing'er pursed her lips and snorted disdainfully.

"Hehe, that's not up to you!" the long-faced man sneered and slowly stood up.

The other four also stood up, and the five gathered around.

(To be continued)