Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

The folding fan was knocked flying, Meng Tian had to cover his face with his sleeves, and was a little angry, but he could only bear his temper, and explained to the drunkard, "It was just a misunderstanding, this fellow Daoist has offended me, I just accidentally I bumped into you, and I asked you to let me go, I am in a hurry to go out."

"Misunderstanding? Go out?" The drunk grabbed a set of bowls and chopsticks on the table beside him, and threw it at Mengtian, "If you hit someone, you want to run, there's no way."

"Qili Kacha!"

The sound of the chopsticks shattering disturbed the people on the table, and everyone looked here in unison.

Meng Tian was so angry that he scolded his mother in his heart, knowing that he also learned from Lan Ling and wore a bamboo hat so that no one could see his true colors.

It was a bit late at this time.

"What's the matter? Don't make trouble at the banquet, you two, if you have something to do outside the house."

A steward stared at the two unkindly, and then summoned a servant to clean up the wreckage on the ground.

The host's family is having a wedding, and the most taboo thing is that someone destroys it.

Meng Tian naturally wouldn't be entangled here, he simply pulled the drunk's clothes, and said to the steward: "I have disturbed your master, this fellow Taoist and I have a little misunderstanding, we will go outside the mansion to solve it, and then come to offer gifts to make amends. ."

He was about to leave with someone, this drunk was not a kitten or a puppy, he obediently let it be at the mercy of him, struggling so badly, he started immediately.

"Fuck you, where is the bastard, can this deity be bullied at will?"

The drunken was so excited that he knocked over everything along the way, kicked and kicked him, Mengtian pulled him very hard, and wished that he could give him a brain jump, just open the scoop and kill him.

Lan Ling put his hand on his forehead, some dare not watch this tragic scene.

Seeing that the man with the rare fruit had been attracted by it, she had to find a way to get everyone's attention back.

He took out a jade flute from his purse, and the melodious sound of the flute quickly echoed in the hall.

"Yeah! Who played the tune? It's good! It's so good, I'll give you a lot of rewards!"

That "very fat" loves eating, drinking, and having fun in his life. Lan Ling's song was so satisfying to him that he couldn't help but pick up his chopsticks and tap the tea bowls and plates on the table. The fit is in, and all the guests' interests have been raised for a while.

"Wonderful, it's really wonderful! Daoyou Pang actually hides a pretty girl here. She is really a talented woman and a contemptuous girl. They are a perfect match, a natural pair!"

The man with the exotic fruit put the basket on the "very fat" table, and couldn't help shaking his head and flattering.

Lan Ling originally had the heart to finish the tune, but after all, it started abruptly and stopped abruptly, and it was also very rude.

However, as soon as this man said this, she was instantly disgusted.

What a perfect match, the pig's face is closed. She will never have anything to do with the surname Pang in her life.

Xiao Sheng stopped resolutely, and closed very suddenly, everyone's eyes shifted to Lan Ling as they wished.

"I just played an ancient famous song "Love in the Snow". I'm sorry, because I can't remember the score at the back. I can only play half of it. It disturbed everyone's happiness. I'm really sorry."

Lan Ling's throat was still a little hoarse and unpleasant, and there was no woman's taste at all.

"It's very fat." Although it was a little regretful to hear it, she quickly focused her attention on her bucket hat and said tentatively, "This fellow Taoist met for the first time, and he kept his face covered. It's so rigorous."

It was hard for him to believe that a woman who played such a nice tune had such an unpleasant voice, and if her appearance was barely acceptable, he would really be moved to accept it as a concubine.

You must know that in the heavens and the world, there are piles of female cultivators who can cultivate. Those who can rhythm are few and far between.

After all, in the eyes of the world, eating, drinking, and having fun is the behavior of playboys who are not doing their jobs properly. First, not everyone has the spare money to play in their spare time.

Second, it is not something you can learn if you want to. Although there are many people from all walks of life, only this rhythm can only be learned by oneself, and there is no way to find a good teacher.

It is also a child of an aristocratic family who is "very fat". There is someone behind him who can be a playboy. Who is the average person who has the ability to learn this.

So, suddenly hearing such a nice rhythm, "very fat" actually felt like meeting a confidant, and he was already curious about Lan Ling.

Lan Ling frowned. If she took off the veil, the man who came with the exotic fruit would have to jump up when she saw it. At that time, she would not have any good fruit to eat.

In the past, there were people behind her back, so she could play tricks on people unscrupulously, and she didn't know how many people she had offended behind her back.

Now that the backing is down, how can she still have the capital to make a fortune, this veil cannot be taken off no matter what, otherwise the man who raised the rare and rare fruit will never let their master and servant go.

In this case, I naturally have to find a way to leave, "Cough cough... When I was in the Holy King Tribulation, I was injured by Tianwei on my face and throat. At this moment, my face has been scorched and I can't recover, and so is my voice. It has been half a year, and I have just been injured. the same time."

"Hey~~~ It seems that this is my life, and I have to carry this injury in my life. In order not to scare everyone here, I can only wear a veil to the banquet, and please don't blame fellow Daoist Pang!"

"Uh~~ It turned out to be an ugly monster! It's a pity, it seems that you can only blame yourself for being unlucky."

"very fat" poured himself a glass of wine with some regret, and then swallowed it.

He is also a good flicker. Lan Ling said so, and as expected, he will not be held accountable.

It's just that the man with the rare fruit didn't think so, he played with the wine glass with great interest, and smiled lightly, "The experience of this female Taoist is sympathetic, I have a bottle of holy medicine here, yes Sage injuries are especially effective."

He took out a small blue-and-white porcelain vase, and placed it in the corner of the table with such carelessness, which was quite suspicious of showing off.

Most of the people present here are the mirrors of the **** king. For the legendary holy king pills, let alone seeing them, they have never heard of them, and they are talking about it one by one.

"It's really the holy king's medicinal pill. It is said that the small porcelain bottle containing this medicinal medicinal herb is moistened by the holy medicine, and the mouth of the bottle will have a rainbow-like aura."

The person who said this seems to be knowledgeable. When he said this, everyone showed a dark color of envy.

"I heard that this kind of medicine pill, the mirror of the **** king is injured, just smell it and it will be good, the effect is against the sky, thousands of spiritual stones are hard to find!"

"Our family also has a saint king who has been injured. If you can ask for one, it's really..."

...

Facing the envious look of everyone, the man smiled proudly, but just looked at Lan Ling and knocked on the table, "Fellow Daoist, you can see that the genuine holy king-level medicinal pill can be removed by taking off the veil. Get it, when the time comes to restore the true appearance, you won't need to wear it again in the future."

"Wonderful! Fellow Daoist Fang is a good way, this girl, you can obey me!"

"Very fat." In a hurry, he stopped addressing the female Daoist friend, and even the girl called out.

It's just that when the last sentence came out, the whole room suddenly burst into laughter,

"Fellow Daoist Pang, what do you want the girl to follow you?"

"Look at our fellow Daoist Pang, girl, you just follow it! Wow ha ha ha~~"

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"Bah!" Lan Ling cursed inwardly, the toad wanted to eat swan meat, and the veil could not be taken anyway.

Just as he was thinking about how to get out, he didn't know what was going on outside the mansion's gate. There was a thunderous roar, and the newly completed gate plaque also collapsed.

"Damn! Who did it?"

How dare you call on the door, is this tired of living? Or bully him and no one in the Pang family? Is it easy for him to get a plaque? It just doesn't make sense.

"Very fat" jumped up in anger, and rushed out with a quick walk.

The rest of the slaves also picked up the guy and followed Wu Yangyang away, leaving only Lan Ling in the entire lobby.

No, there is another person, the man with the Holy King's medicinal pill, he just sat there carelessly, unmoved by foreign objects.

He didn't move, and Lan Ling didn't move either.

The two stood still.

It wasn't because Lan Ling didn't know how to follow the crowd and left with everyone else, but this man's qi had been locked on her.

She believed that if she dared to move, the man on the opposite side would never do it.

The entire space was suffocatingly silent, and Lan Ling was like a mud puppet, as if he had lost his soul, he just sat there blankly.

In the end, it was this man who broke the deadlock.

"Tsk tsk tsk~~~ I haven't seen you in ten thousand years, are you still you?"

His tone was full of mockery, and he clearly recognized Lan Ling.

"How did you recognize it?"

Lan Ling asked dryly without raising his eyelids.

"Just you... I still need to recognize you? Trust me, even if you are smashed to ashes, I can recognize you."

The words were vicious, but the man's face was unexpectedly sullen.

After ten thousand years, Lan Ling could not see through him, and spoke more cautiously.

"Fang Shijing, everything in the past has passed, it was just a joke at the beginning."

"Humph! It's easy to say, a joke, all the faults can be wiped out?"

Fang Shijing picked up the small porcelain bottle and strode towards Lan Ling.

Lan Ling didn't step back and didn't move, because she knew that the other party's cultivation base was a rank higher than hers, and she couldn't escape at all.

Simply stay motionless, and respond to changes without change.

"You weren't so good back then, why are you cowardly?"

He rubbed half of his **** on the table and tossed the small porcelain bottle in his hand, but it didn't look like he wanted to settle accounts in the autumn.

Lan Ling breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the opponent didn't kill him as soon as he came up, and there was still room for manoeuvre.

"That... Fang Shijing, I used to be a little frivolous in the past. I'm sorry for what happened back then, really... it's really..."

Lan Ling really sincerely apologized.

In the past, she liked to rob and loot their good things unscrupulously. Although they were not good things, they were just ordinary gadgets, but, after all, they belonged to the other party. Some crazy.

However, she has never killed anyone, at most she just made them suffer from flesh and blood.

Thinking of this, Lan Ling was a little puzzled, why she was so lacking in the past, she would think this kind of bullying was very funny.

Looking back now, I am so stupid that I really want to take regret medicine, but I don't know if there is such a medicine in this world.

"Is an apology useful? If an apology is useful, if you eat this, I will forgive you."

However, the man threw the porcelain bottle in his hand casually, as if what he gave was not something good, or even harmful.

"Ah this~~~"

Lan Ling was holding a small porcelain bottle in his hand, as if he was holding a hot potato, not sure what he was trying to do.

Fang Shijing waited for a while to see that she didn't move, and couldn't help sneering, "What? I'm afraid I'll poison you? Don't worry, I plan to settle accounts with you slowly. ."

He urged impatiently, "Hurry up and eat, to make me angry, I really want to cut you."

Forced by his silver power, Lan Ling had to take out an elixir and swallow it.

There was a wound in her throat, which couldn't heal for a while, and she struggled to eat, but she suffered a lot.

As expected of a holy-level medicinal pill, just after eating it, the pain and anxiety that accompanied her disappeared quickly.

Fang Shijing was not satisfied with this.

Doesn't it mean that his face is also ruined, if he can't see such a beautiful pink face in the future, then he will be indebted to him!

For the sake of her own eyes, she can't let her mess around. Fang Shijing thought so.

"Cough cough~~~ No need, I'm enough, thank you very much."

Lan Ling shivered a little in a guilty conscience.

"Humph! You lied to me again! You woman..."

Fang Shijing slapped the table with a big slap, leaned forward, and stared at Lan Ling.

No matter how calm Lan Ling was, he involuntarily stepped back a little, "No lie. I'm really hurt, it's just not that serious."

After she finished speaking, she turned and quickly opened the distance from the alchemist mirror, "That... I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you. I'll thank you for the medicine pill another day, and say goodbye!"

She didn't wait for Mengtian to come back, and she didn't go through the gate. The place was overcrowded and blocked.

She directly chose to jump over the wall and fled the Pang Mansion in a panic.

"Humph! I haven't seen you in ten thousand years, I'm getting more and more stupid. Sigh... I hate you so much that I'm gnashing my teeth, how can I help you? This is very unreasonable!"

Fang Shijing didn't chase after her. He just touched his chin with the pestle and kept thinking about his mood. Not only did he not feel angry, but he felt inexplicably grateful.

This woman actually didn't die. Looking back on the past, it didn't seem that embarrassing. The feeling of seeing her again made him feel good to be alive.

The past has disappeared like a cloud of smoke, but now, on his territory, the thoughts that should not have made him feel a little bit eager to move.

"Lan Lingtu Fu, now you have no sharp claws, and have become a docile cat, really **** it!"