Reborn as a cheating flower, you can become stronger just by breathing

For Tartaglia's words, Wang Hua didn't believe it at all, and the time for the arrangement was just right.

I'm afraid you didn't send people to keep an eye on us, right? You already knew that we were back when we landed on Tianheng Mountain, otherwise how could there be such a coincidence.

However, Wang Hua didn't plan to debunk him, and acting with him was quite interesting, better than that lady.

Although they are all Fatui and are not good, at least Tartaglia looks pleasing to the eye, and the lady makes people want to hit her just by looking at her.

"Then let's go up. "

With Tartaglia leading the way, of course, no one will stop him, Wang Hua, who entered the glazed pavilion for the first time, looked at the gorgeous decoration inside and kept smacking his lips.

No wonder the dishes are so expensive, this is not a dish, it is the decoration here.

But Wang Hua still has to say, no matter how well you decorate, it's still not as delicious as Wanmintang's dishes.

After walking for about half a minute, the two came to the door of a private room.

Looking at the private room in front of her, Wendy's face became a little strange, and when she was outside the glass pavilion just now, she felt that breath of nothingness.

At first, she thought that Morax had left his scent at the restaurant because he often came to eat, but now, the smell was getting stronger.

It's almost certain that Morax guy isn't dead, and he's in the box in front

of him! Thinking of this, Wendy's heart sank, her current appearance, if Morax saw it, she wouldn't be laughed at by him, right?

Although he did run over and laugh at him when he traveled the world as a woman before, with his character...

No, no, now is not the time to think about this problem, now is the time to think about how to get out when he starts to beat him!

"Wang Hua, or I won't go in, I'll go back to accompany Ying..."

Looking at Wendy, who was holding his sleeve and refusing to move forward, Wang Hua's face showed a wicked smile, but he immediately covered it up.

This is about to have a historic meeting, and you won't do it? How can you do it! You must go to the Olympics today!

"What's wrong? Is your female companion uncomfortable?"

Tartaglia, who was about to open the box door, listened to the conversation behind him, and turned his head in confusion.

"It's okay, she's a dirt bun, she hasn't seen the world, and she's a little nervous now.

"Hey, who do you say is the dirt bun?!" Is

it really good to smear yourself in front of yourself?

Wendy was so angry that she almost beat Wang Hua up, but looking at Tartaglia who was smiling at her aunt in front of her, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she endured it.

"Okay, okay, let's go in quickly, didn't you say you found someone, he should be in a hurry, now we finish the matter early, and the Millelith Army's wanted for Ying will end early." "

Yes, let's go inside.

Looking at Tartaglia who opened the door and went in, Wang Hua raised his eyebrows, this guy seems to have no idea Wendy's identity at all, how much is that guy hiding from the lady.

It seems that she is a person who wants to save face, so next time I have to beat her up in public, otherwise she is always so arrogant, and it will be uncomfortable to watch.

At this time, the lady was sitting leisurely in a courtyard, drinking the tea in her hand, completely unaware that Wang was preparing to find an opportunity to give her a meal.

Tasting the best tea in her cup, she only felt that she had lost a lot of anger in Mondstadt, after all, she had signed a contract with Morax early in Liyue.

Everything was under her control, and it made her feel like she could do it again.

"Next time, I must pay the price for those two people!" In

the glazed pavilion, Wang Hua pulled Wendy, who was extremely reluctant, into the box together, and he didn't appreciate the screen standing at the door.

Instead, he pulled Wendy around directly.

Without the cover of the screen, there was an unobstructed view of the private room, and the old man Zhongli was sitting on the seat at this time, holding a cup of fragrant tea in his hand and tasting it carefully.

Sensing someone entering, He slowly looked up, and then...

"Ahem, cough, cough..."

He coughed directly from the tea, and if he didn't take care of his current identity, he would probably squirt out all the tea in his mouth.

What did he see? The wind god he hated was now like a little girl, shyly holding a man's arm

! If he had paid a little more attention just now, he could have noticed Wendy's breath, but he really didn't expect Wendy to dare to approach

him, and he was still like this!"Mr. Zhongli, are you okay?"

Tartaglia looked at Zhongli's appearance and asked him with concern, as for whether he really cared or not, who knows.

"It doesn't matter.

Zhongli waved his hand lightly, then squinted at Wendy.

This guy, have you forgotten all the warnings you had given Him? instead of looking for Him, He came to the door.

Moreover, the young man he was holding seemed to be an ordinary mortal, did Barbatos play so much now

? Could it be that he was really old and couldn't keep up with the times?

Not only Zhongli was looking at Wendy, Wendy was also secretly looking at Zhongli, she was now sure that this guy was Morax.

The one on the Immortal Ceremony was just one of his Dharma Bodies, and she said, Well, how could Morax die?

Now it seems that he wants to retire.

Wendy has always been very clever, but in an instant, she guessed Zhongli's true thoughts.

Seeing that she had been in for so long, Morax didn't mean to make a move, and she instantly became bold.

He straightened his chest directly towards Zhongli.

Well, mine is bigger than you were back then.

Looking at Wendy, who was proud, the corners of Zhongli's eyes twitched slightly, he knew that this guy was shameless, but he didn't expect him to be so shameless.

The atmosphere in the private room suddenly became strange, but Tartaglia shouted to herself as if she didn't notice it.

"Shopkeeper, it's time to serve. "

Okay!"

The dishes were served the same way, and she didn't know what Wendy thought, so she directly pulled Wang Hua to sit next to Zhongli.

This wave of operations made Wang Hua sigh incomparably, you still have a hand in this death, don't you see that the old man Zhongli has bruises on his forehead?

Tartaglia still smiled, as if he hadn't really discovered anything, and began to introduce it.

"Let me introduce you, this friend is a Taoist person, a guest of the Death Hall, Mr. Zhongli. "