Yang Shu Mei Ying

The two came to the hall, where the bustling vocals. Jun Shu passed through the crowd without changing his face, found a table by the window, and sat down, ignoring Chu Feiyang who was behind him.

Chu Feiyang really saw it clearly. Jun Shuying didn't care about his "unusual" at all. It should be said that he was open-minded and thick-skinned, but there was no difference between him and Chu. Jun Shuying's indifference doesn't make him less responsible, and Jun Shuying's weeping, two troubles and three hangings will not make him feel more guilty. At least for now he is much more at ease than he originally thought. Chu Feiyang put his sword in the table and sat down opposite Jun Shuying.

Xiao Er diligently ran up to bring tea and pour water, and laughed, "What do the two guest officers want?"

Jun Shuying ordered a table of mountain and sea vintage wine in one breath. Chu Feiyang quietly waited for him to finish, and ordered a few light vegetables and soup to Xiao Er. "Don't drink." Chu Feiyang nodded, signaled that Xiao Er could go down. The shopkeeper looked at Jun Shuying with a little embarrassment, and then looked at Chu Feiyang. Jun Shuying sneered and threw out a piece of silver. Chu Feiyang only smiled slightly: "Listen to me."

"You ..." Jun Shuying took a palm shot on the peach wood table and wanted to get up, Chu Feiyang crossed his sword across the table with his sword wrapped in a scabbard pointing at him: "Sit down."

Jun Shuying looked at the simple scabbard engraved with rustic patterns, and looked coldly at Chu Feiyang, raised half of his body and sat back slowly.

Dian Xiao Er secretly wiped a cold sweat, with a smile on his face and said, "The two wait a moment. We'll be there soon."

Chu Feiyang lowered his sword, sighed at the alertness of Shangjun's book, and sighed: "It's good if it's not expensive. Those who aren't suitable, drinking is even more taboo."

After Chu Feiyang said these words, he seemed to see the anger in the black and white eyes of Jun Shuying, but immediately he lowered his eyelashes to cover a rigorous, hands on the table, but clenched After releasing again. Chu Feiyang rubbed his brows and stopped talking.

The meals came up quickly, and Jun Shuyingfeng swept away everything that could be eaten. Chu Feiyang only moved a few chopsticks, and the plate bottomed out almost instantly. He put down his chopsticks and watched Jun Shuying gobble. According to his habitual and considerate temperament of the heroes of Chu, at this time, he always wanted to say something that is not enough to eat slowly, and so on, but swallowed the words that had reached the throat stiffly back into the stomach-he can predict that this will Serious consequences.

At this moment, there were several not-so-small voices surrounding them. Chu Feiyang doesn't need to listen carefully, just the rabbit grandfather and clear-hearted words that come to Chu clearly, have been enough for him to have a headache.

Jun Shuying stopped the chopsticks. He lowered his head, and Chu Feiyang could not see his expression. The man next to him at the table laughed obscenely, without any consciousness of the imminent danger. Chu Feiyang frowned. He wanted to protect them from death, but these people didn't even know how to write the word dead. Therefore, in his life, he hated the people who chewed the tongue. How many people had to sacrifice their lives to understand the simple truth that evil comes out of the mouth.

Jun Shuying suddenly raised his hand and threw out the chopsticks, and landed on the table in front of the mean men who were talking happily. Several people were obviously startled. Jun Shuying walked over, apologized with a slight smile, and leaned back to pick up two chopsticks. The man who had already been angry and pulled his sword was appeased by his companion and took the weapon. Although he was unwilling, he knew that looking at Chu Feiyang here was not a provocative character, and he no longer made a noise. Where did they know that Chu Feiyang was watching out for the man who looked a little weak and would kill them at any time.

Jun Shuying picked up his chopsticks, and when he stood up, his slightly convex belly aroused a few curious contemptuous eyes. Jun Shu sat back to the opposite side of Chu Feiyang without changing his color, and called on Xiao Er to change over a pair of clean chopsticks.

Chu Feiyang looked at the corner of Jun Shuying's mouth with a smile, and frowned at the table behind him who began to stagger again and again-slammed the table, the sword body lifted slightly, and the scabbard flew out quickly, in those rough The man turned around on the table, and flew back again, holding the sword firmly.

After the horrors were frightened, they were red-eyed, pulled out their weapons and flew towards Chu, but one person pointed at the wine glass that was stabbed by the scabbard, and stuttered: "Look, look, poison!"

Everyone's eyes were looking at where he was pointing, and they saw that the table top spilled by the liquor had burned out a black pit, made an unpleasant smell, and continued to corrode.

A few tall-headed men who were still struggling were dumbfounded and couldn't believe that they had just walked in front of the gate. Jun Shuying looked at Chu Feiyang fiercely, got up and left. Chu Feiyang put down his meal and picked up his sword and hurried out.