God Of Slaughter

Chapter 62: Opposite to see each other

"You are not as good as left poetry, you will be defeated in the fighting, this is a doomed fact." Shi Yan tilted the excited Ling Yueyue, looked indifferent, not angry at all.

"Destined facts?" Ling Yueyue was full of anger and sneered: "Who do you think you are? Can you decide what is unknown?"

Shi Yan shook her head and didn't take care of her again. She didn't take her seriously.

The ink battle calmed down, stood up from the wine table, step by step toward Shiyan, and held his head up and shouted: "Boy, who are you? I see your face is tight, you are also stone." Family? Do you want to be disabled before the fight?"

Shi Yan’s expression suddenly became cold, and he lowered his voice and asked Han Zhong. “Can you kill?”

Han Zhong’s body was shocked, and he was obviously shocked. He hurriedly said: “Yan Geer, what do you want to do?”

Although he and Shiyan have been together for a while, but the understanding of Shiyan is limited to eating, drinking and playing, he only knows that Shiyan suddenly has a fine element, a miraculous breakthrough to the congenital three heavens.

However, Han Zhong has never seen Shi Yan and people fight, and he does not know what attitude Shi Yan will take when treating the enemy.

Today, Shi Yan’s thoughts of killing people have been shocked because of a lack of words.

He didn't even think that this young master who is more proficient in eating, drinking, and playing, when dealing with the enemy, would be so hot!

Shi Yan glanced over there, indicating that he had plans to do it.

"No!" Han Zhong was surprised and hurriedly stopped. His heart said: Your kid is in the congenital three heavens, and there are also good hands there! If you come in chaos, I am not good at interfering with it. If it is really a loss, I can’t participate in the fighting party. I have to be skinned by my family.

"Can't kill?"

"I can't help it!" Han Zhong saw that Shi Yan didn't seem to have dispelled his thoughts. He quickly explained: "There are hopes for the Mohist and Lingjia futures. If it suddenly dies, the Mohist and Lingjia will inevitably revenge. It’s definitely not a good time to end, you must not mess around!”

"Can you kill?"

Han Zhong’s heart glimpsed and turned a blank eye. He smiled bitterly: “Yang Geer, I am begging you! What kind of grievances can be solved at the fighting party. If you win, you can help the family win the mine. , now it is."

"Oh."

Shi Yan stopped talking, and looked at the ink battle that was about to go to the front. The voice was slightly higher: "What is it?"

"Kid, who are you?" The ink war did not immediately start. After coming over, it was just cold and rocking. "Your words make my fiancee unhappy. If you don't show your identity first, don't blame me!"

Ling Yueyue saw the ink battle in the first place, and actually sat down again in the seat, looking at the piece with cold eyes, and secretly surprised.

Her ears are really good, although Shi Yan and Han Zhong have lowered their voices a lot, but she still faintly heard the words "killing" and "disability".

Who is the guy who is stinking and shouting?

Ling Yueyue’s heart is full of doubts. It is estimated that the origin of Shiyan is not allowed. She decided to be cautious and some will be wonderful. The fighting will begin. She is worried that Shiyan will be the master of the Shijia from wherever she is, so I dare not really mess.

"Hello, don't let me go to the Spring Court, I am asking you, give me a face."

At this time, the chubby dragon shopkeeper of Yingchunge, nodded to the third floor, behind him, there are several water-stained girls, all carrying the dishes that Han Zhong wanted.

"When the fighting party, you will know who I am." Shi Yan did not marry him, and waved at the water maiden girls who did not dare to approach, laughing and saying: "Come here, give the dishes to I put it on, the uncle wants to get good first, so good."

The girls, some feared, did not dare to come up, just staring at the dragon shopkeeper.

After seeing the eyes of the dragon shopkeeper, the girls came over with the wine and quickly put the dishes, and the stunned birds rushed down the building.

Shiyan looked indifferent, opened a jar of wine from his own land, filled himself with a cup, killed himself, and ate his own food, depending on the ink battle next to nothing.

"Inkless Master, you are not the first time to come to the Spring Court. Longmou can take care of you all the time. You can do well, don't make troubles?" The dragon shopkeeper bitterly faced and nodded to the ink fight.

"Dragon treasurer, I will give you a face today." The ink warfare sneered, and sneered at the rocky stone that was eating and drinking: "Boy, I want you to look good in the fighting!"

"Well, I am waiting." Shi Yan didn't raise his head. He continued to bow down and drink. He smiled and filled his cup with Han Zhong. He said, "Come on Lao Han, we can start."

The ink battle looked angry and glanced at Shiyan, and then returned to their seat under the persuasion of the dragon treasurer.

Mo Yanyu had already paid attention to this piece. Her aunt stared at Shiyan for a while, and seemed to be curious. After the ink came back, she took back her eyes on Shiyan and continued to face coldly. Look at the Biyue Lake, did not put this episode in my heart.

"Hey!"

At this time, heavy footsteps came from the stairway, and then I heard the sound of the North meditation passed. "Xiaodie, Yalan, the wine of the Yingchun Pavilion is famous for the city of Tianzhu. Today you It’s important to taste it. Well, the 'flame' wine is a bit spicy, but it’s really a taste, it’s something you can’t miss!”

When the words fell, they saw the North Ming tactics come out, Mu Yudie and Di Yalan, also followed him to come up.

"Give you such a saying, I really have to taste the 'flame flames', huh, I can drink a little wine." Mu Yu Butterfly wore a plain white dress, the plain white dress will Her whole person set off the more ethereal and refined, I saw her lotus step money, and soon went to the third floor.

Diylan followed her, and there was a three-pointed sorrow in the shackles.

Shiyan, who was drinking, heard the familiar voice, his face was in vain, and even if he quickly recovered to normal, he did not look at it and continued to bow and Han Zhong drunk.

Han Zhong was a little surprised. He looked at the Muyu butterfly and Diylan, and he secretly worried that he would not make any trouble at this time.

"Hey, someone is already there?" North meditation swept two people and said with indifference: "I am still an acquaintance."

Ling Shaofeng, the four people in the ink battle, saw the North meditation came up, the expression on the face was quite uncomfortable, barely smiled, and greeted the North meditation nod.

Among them, Ling Shaofeng and the ink war, after finishing greetings, also quietly glanced at the Muyu Butterfly and Di Yalan, and the face showed a hidden and stunning color.

Han Zhong stood up and nodded to the North, and smiled: "How can the young master be free today? Oh, I heard that you have rarely left the North meditation recently?"

"There are two more beautiful women at home, I feel that the family suddenly has a chance, so I am too lazy to run out." North meditation smiled, staring at the rock that has been bowing and drinking, looked at it, not much What to say, turned to the Muslim language: "Let's sit down first."

"Ok."

"Care the young master, please here!" The dragon shopkeeper rushed over and the smile on his face became more and more brilliant. He nodded and led the North meditation to find a good seat, and shouted loudly on the third floor: "Guo Master Today, when the young masters come, they will give more thoughts and make the best of the dishes."

"Haha, that's of course." There was a hearty laughter downstairs.

There is a faint smile on the mouth of Bei Ming, and he is obviously very satisfied with the attitude of the dragon shopkeeper. He said: "If you have a dragon shopkeeper, don't call me, do your work."

"Good! I will cook in person for a while, and get two small dishes that I have for you, but I have to say it first, because I haven't done it for a long time. If the whole dish doesn't suit your taste, you have to take more care." The treasurer laughed.

"How interesting is that?" North Ming said with a grin, and said: "It is my blessing to eat the dishes of the dragon shopkeeper. It is good or bad. It is enough to appetite."

"Don't dare to be afraid, then I will continue to work?" The dragon shopkeeper asked.

"Ok."

The dragon shopkeeper just stooped down the stairs.

......

"I have eaten." Mo Yanyu suddenly stood up.

Ling Shaofeng and the ink war ignored one, and they all stood up. Ling Yueyue also frowned and got up. The three men followed Mo Yanyu and walked toward the stairway.

Before going downstairs, the ink war greeted: "Ze brother, you eat slowly, we go back first."

"Well, you are busy." North meditation glanced back and didn't care, and continued to laugh with Muyu.

Soon, the four of Lingjia and Mojia disappeared from the third floor.

Shi Yan was drinking while listening to the laughter of the North meditation and the Muyu butterfly. He was quite bored in his heart and rushed to Han Zhongdao: "Old Han, I am almost, what about you?"

"I am good." Han Zhong was fluent, knowing that he was upset, and immediately stood up and said to Bei Ming: "We are also a young master, we are gone."

"Oh." North meditation only responded with a faint response, and did not lift his head. He continued to laugh with Mu Yudie.

"Let's go." Han Zhong pulled the rock and the two walked together on the stairs.

Before going downstairs, Shi Yan paused at the stairway and looked at the Muyu butterfly and Diyalan with a cold look, and then disappeared at the stairs.

North meditation was facing him, and he did not see the one he had come to. The Muyu Butterfly was busy talking to the North, and did not care.

Instead, Diylan accidentally looked up and saw the look of Shi Yan. From that moment, she saw two familiar indifferences and three points of disdain.

Diylan’s heart trembled and his expression briefly sluggish for a while.

After half a sigh, she shook her head gently and sighed: "Is it stupid?" How could that person be him? In addition to the similarity of the eyes, other places can be a bit different, obviously two people, what am I thinking? What's wrong with me?