I Can See the Combat Prowess

Chapter 717 Chapter 21: True Goodbye and Reunion

Take eating as an example. With his keen to extreme taste, these foods carefully cooked by the chef with high-quality ingredients appear to be full of errors.

Not only can he taste the original smell and blood in the meat of the ingredients, but he can also feel the mixed taste in the soup.

As he chewed, thousands of flavors would turn into information and flow into his brain. There is no joy in eating.

The same is true for vision. A good-looking woman greets Tang Luo's eyes. The powerful visual system seems to be able to slice the human body. All the subtle asymmetries are magnified in the line of sight. Why can't people stand to look closely? After being so strong, Tang Luo had a deep understanding.

Being keen to the extreme didn't make people happy. For Tang Luo now, it is easier to get happiness and satisfaction with dullness than sensitivity.

After suppressing at least the six senses, the food in the mouth becomes delicious.

After the food on the table was wiped out by a gust of wind, Tang Luo wiped his mouth with a square scarf elegantly, planning to see the stranger class owner in the West Building.

Although Xiling was once prosperous, it was located on the border of Longzhou. Most of the people who came and went with were businessmen. He had only read things like the alien troupe from books. It was rare to see living people, so he was still a little interested.

After all, the skill level of conjure in front of warriors is much higher than that of dancers twisting their bodies.

But before he got out of the wing, he heard a commotion downstairs. The originally noisy restaurant lobby suddenly became silent, and even the musicians stopped playing the piano.

The drinkers on the second and third floors felt the inexplicable atmosphere. Some people near the periphery stretched their heads to find out, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the group of Kunwu judges in black uniforms. He immediately retracted his head.

With the arrival of the two teams of arbitrators, the atmosphere of joy in Chunxiang Building was completely gone. All the guests on the first floor stood on the dance floor honestly and did not dare to move. Even the prostitutes who accompanied the wine became dignified. Girl, her face is solemn.

Wanting to discuss life in Kunwu County is actually very simple, as long as you follow a code, and the arbitrator is the embodiment of this code, so whenever the arbitrators appear in groups, it means that someone will be unlucky. .

The witty shopkeeper walked out crying. Although he knew he would be retaliated by the arbitrator, he did not expect the other party to come so quickly.

And just to deal with a small shopkeeper like him, there is no need for such a powerful force.

The apprehensive shopkeeper walked up to the black-faced arbitrator and said in a trembled voice: "The big man, the small. The small one comes from the head, please be gentle."

A shopkeeper appeared inexplicably and surrendered, causing the others in the queue to look sideways. The black-faced arbitrator's face became even darker, and he couldn't figure out how there could be such a stupid shopkeeper.

Even if you really hold a grudge, you can't bring the two teams to Chunxianglou to find something, you are not a lunatic!

He waved his hand to push the shopkeeper in the aisle aside, and the arbitrator said with a black face: "This time it is the son who is traveling to pick up his friend. It has nothing to do with your Chunxiang Tower. Just dance with the music and don't spoil the spirit of the son!"

After the arbitrator said something, the drinkers in the hall were considered to react. The reason why so many arbitrators came to a small Chunxiang Tower was not for some shocking bandits, but to protect the son .

No wonder the arbitrators lined up in two rows, and the drinkers suddenly realized, then they stretched their necks and looked forward to it.

After all, the saint son of this generation is Buxiao who is known as the little saint king. In the future, he will at least be the master of the peak of Wusheng Mountain. Such a person may only be seen by them when he is young, so every drinker does not want to miss it. At a glance, they are enough to become the capital to brag about in the future.

The solemn arbitrator stood in two rows. A tall young man appeared at the end of the queue. He walked calmly in the middle of the road. His long purple hair hung behind him in a chaotic and orderly manner. The handsome facial features seemed to be vilified. The immortal, just looking at it from a distance makes people unconsciously lower their heads and feel ashamed, even the prostitutes in Chunxianglou can't help but breathe when they see Bu Xiao's face.

People are lustful, handsome men like this, ordinary women only need to take a look, afraid that they have already named their children in their hearts.

These gazes, Bu Xiao has experienced too much in his life. Needless to say, in Kunwu County, he can feel the envy, obsession and awe in everyone's eyes with the aura of Wu Shengshan.

But during the years when he walked around the world, he also felt the other side of the world, desire, jealousy, possession, destruction, etc. For him, most of them can be ignored as long as it is not hostile.

Sitting down at a clean table, the two teams of arbitrators guarded him in all directions, as if he really wanted to be an ordinary alcoholic except for a bigger source.

But the guests in the building didn't dare to think so, even if the arbitrator said that everything was business as usual, they were still very restrained.

After all, most of the people who can come to Chunxianglou to consume are the family members with good looks, and the arbitrator is the manager of Kunwu County.

It is indispensable for people to move around on weekdays. Even the no-good boy will at least be taken to the arbitration office to get a familiar face. At least when the **** commits an offence, the arbitrator can be merciful.

Seeing the shopkeeper called Uncle on weekdays standing respectfully at the table of the Saint Child, those sons who originally came to have fun must of course stand honestly in the outer periphery at this time, how dare to make trouble.

Not to mention them, even the luthiers on the stage have broken the strings several times. It is conceivable how much pressure Chunxiang Lou's appearance has been put on by Bu Xiao's appearance.

The prostitutes who are usually good at flirting and welcoming are even more dumb at this time, one by one, more pure than the ladies of the family, with their legs tightly closed, standing gracefully beside the guests.

The place of good fireworks turned into a weird standing playground. Everyone kept the most flattering smile on their faces, but did not dare to look at Shengzibuxiao.

The so-called various forms of sentient beings are just the true selves that appear in front of power, which is really ugly.

Standing by the window, Tang Luo looked at the string that the piano master broke for the third time, and shook his head helplessly. It's better to go to the West Building earlier to watch a foreigner's performance, at least the atmosphere would not be so stiff.

To be honest, I was a little bit lamented. After six years, I saw this Wu Shengshan's original biography again. The other party was already a figure of the sage level. Tang Luo, who had no idea about Wu Shengshan, subconsciously took out Xu Laoying for comparison.

I don’t know who is strong and who is weak. But from the external performance of his temperament and appearance, this Bu Xiao really exploded Xu Lao to win more than a dozen streets and still have surplus. After all, he has a pair of peach-eyed men. It's too serious to look at.

(End of this chapter)