Super Dragon Cultivation System

Zhang extraordinary eyes were covered with bloodshot immediately.

He stared at Zhang Xing like a hungry wolf.

"If it weren't for the two presidents, you would be dead!"

No one dared to speak to him like that.

Zhang Xing was the first.

Zhang Xuan's ancestors also explained that everything will be said after the competition is over.

The faces of Su Changhe and Wei Junlin must be given.

There is no need to offend the two presidents because of this little man Zhang Xing.

Their influence is too great.

Whether Zhang Xing can walk out of Xuandu City alive depends on how he chooses.

If you choose neither Xuantianmen nor Daxing Royal Family, but enter the guild.

Then spare him his life.

But if he doesn't even choose the guild, there is nothing to say.

"Kaiguan, the dishes you want, the big bones, three cakes, a bowl of clear soup!"

At this moment, the shop buddy brought food.

Zhang Xing nodded, the shop buddy smiled and served the dishes, then left the plate like a wind.

Ignore the pretentious Zhang Fanfan.

Pick up the knife and fork and start eating the sauce.

"Well, it tastes good, it's a third-order devil wolf ((rourou) rou)."

"((肉 rou) rou) is silky and fresh."

Zilu took a sip of soup.

call!

The expression of satisfaction (qing).

The more he made this gesture, the more angry Zhang Zhang became.

What makes you crazy?

What you call is just arrogance, and all that I exude from my bones is arrogance.

Zhang Xing is the latter.

"I let you eat!"

Zhang Bufan has already endured it.

Raising your hand to the table is a slap.

He was afraid of the table to make Zhang Xing have nothing to eat.

Just as his palm was about to hit the table, a bright little fork held his palm.

"Young man, why is there such a fire, if you want to eat, order it yourself."

Zhang Xing is not indifferent.

Zhang Bufan thought that Zhang Xing would hide and block, but did not expect such a fast speed.

All these were expected, and Zhang Xing's language was the most unbearable for him.

What is young?

Your 13-year-old kid (fat pi) called me a young man?

Pretend to be mature with Lao Tzu!

No nonsense, backhand shots continued to the desktop.

I want to smash this table, and no one can stop it!

He is fast, Zhang Xing is faster.

As soon as Zhang Xing's voice fell, he suddenly accelerated backhand.

But waiting for him was the three-tooth fork for dinner.

He knew that Zhang Xing was also a five-star lord, and he never considered him.

Twice missed, inspired his competitive spirit.

Can't I win you child?

I shoot! I shoot! I will shoot again!

Three consecutive shots were easily blocked by Zhang Xing.

At this moment is the momentum of dissatisfaction.

Today I must smash the table!

The fighting between the two alarmed the people in the restaurant.

But no one dares to control it.

Who dares to control Zhang Zhang, the youngest master in the Zhang family?

The restaurant owner did not dare to borrow 10,000 guts.

"Who is that person? Dare to fight with Master Zhang, is it enough?"

"It seems like other disciples who came to the contest."

"Oh, that's bad luck for him. It's not wise to offend Master Zhang at Xuantianmen."

"..."

While everyone was whispering, Zhang Bufan got on his head.

I thought I could easily win this table, but a dozen moves passed, no matter what method he used.

Not even with feet.

You have feet, and Zhang Xing has them too, just won't let you destroy the table.

In addition, Zhang Xing also eats ((rourou) rou) and drinks soup.

At this point, a plate ((meat rou) rou) has almost eaten.

Zhang Xing wiped his mouth with a white handkerchief, his fork flashed.

Zhang Bufan suddenly felt a lethal danger approaching.

He hurried back, but he (body sh n) froze in the next second.

Looking at a small fork that was so close to his hair, he couldn't move.

Zhang Xing stared at him for two seconds, Fang lowered the fork in his hand, and turned away (sh n).

Zhang Bufan sweats like rain ...