A pair of men and women in green flew over from a high place above their heads, making them elegant and elegant.

Withdrew his gaze, Liu Xiao walked into a family.

Not long after, he walked out and soon entered another inn.

When he came out again, Liu Xiao looked helpless.

Whether it is buying a house or renting a house for a short period of time, you must have a star pattern certificate. From this point of view, it is difficult to find a private space that belongs to you for a long time. Of course, it is not harmful to find a corner to open a door if you are thick-skinned.

But after all, it is not safe. Who knows when he returns, there are a circle of ferocious saint-level powerful men or eighteen bronze men holding benches around him.

Moreover, no matter how deep it is, it is not ruled out that a child plays hide and seek. If he accidentally gets in, it will be funny. When he comes out from the other end of the free door, he will see, what a guy, he is fierce!

As soon as I looked up, I saw a beautiful lonely mountain in the distance. The pavilions and towers on the mountain were full of flowers. It should be a landscape in Tianyong City, a place where literati, poets, masters and nobles enjoy the flowers and the scenery.

It should be good to build a cave and open a door in the mountain.

Thinking of this, I will speed up my pace and move towards the direction of Gushan.

Oh, waiver~

A young man in white dress stood in a flying sword, stood with his hands behind his back, and passed by, causing cheers around him.

It seems that Tianyong City does not prohibit flying, but it seems that flying beasts are not allowed to appear over the city. What is the reason?

After looking at the clean and tidy ground, Liu Xiao realized something. Maybe he was worried that the giant shit from the flying beasts would hit pedestrians or pollute the appearance of the city.

In theory, you can fly directly over, but on the one hand, you don’t want to be too eye-catching. On the other hand, Liu Xiao subconsciously resists pretending, even though he is not afraid of being struck by lightning.

"Don't miss it when you pass by! Chengtian Fan Shuai killed the red hoof in the formation of the formation! Xiaoyao Hou Liu broke into the Fenglei Palace and the seventh chapter!"

In the hustle and bustle of the city, a loud voice shouted vigorously.

"The fourth chapter of Ren Pingsheng's disaster! You have to listen to the book quickly!

Liu Xiao raised his right foot and fixed it in the air. He turned his head mechanically and looked at the source of the sound.

It was a young man dressed as a waiter. He stood in front of a teahouse called "Yiyue Tea House".

My mood is a bit complicated... My deeds have become the topic of conversation after dinner. Is the novel story mentioned by Storyteller?

No, you have to go in and see how the unscrupulous author fabricated himself.

"Cheer, please come in! Please come inside~"

Seeing a guest coming, the waiter smiled and shouted loudly to the teahouse, "A guest!"

Fortunately, he is a guest official, not a male guest.

As soon as I entered the door, a beautiful girl came up, "Would you like to listen to a book or find a elegant seat?"

"Listen to the book."

Liu Xiao replied casually that there were no female waiters in ancient China, but there were them here, which also shows that there was no feudal ethics in Tianyongcheng that were superior to men and women, and the public security should be good.

The entire teahouse is in a shaped shape, with a hollow patio in the center, and there is a small stage. The upward staircase is on the side of the stage. In this way, the performances on the stage can be seen upstairs and downstairs.

At this time, there were already 20 or 30 people sitting around the stage. The girl led Liu Xiao to a square table outside, submitted several kinds of tea dishes, and asked him what he wanted to drink.

There are a bunch of tea names I have never heard of before, and I don’t know which of black tea, green tea, green tea, yellow tea, black tea, and white tea. When he was on Earth, he only drank black tea. Jin Junmei and Dianhong drank the most, but when he arrived here, he probably even had different categories.

I am willing to take my own tea for the other party to brew it, but I still have to try the local characteristics. After all, there is not much inventory brought back from China, and I will finish it sooner or later.

I ordered a tea called "Jingting Lights Snow" casually. Don't ask why I chose this, because the name sounds good.

After the girl left, Liu Xiao also turned his attention to the stage.

The storyteller is a woman who covers her face with a white gauze. As for the figure she can see, she is very strong and has a profound and profound state, delicate texture, even bones and flesh, quiet like flowers shining on water, and her actions are like wind blowing on willows. Anyway, it highlights a mysterious beauty. There is an ice crystal tea table in front of her. At this time, she is using her gentle and beautiful voice to tell the disaster of a certain unlucky person.

".........Yu Chao couldn't tell the danger below, so he found a place without a man and jumped down."

Speaking of this, the woman deliberately kept her in a silence and did not continue. Instead, she grabbed the teacup in front of her and drank it all in one go.

All the tea shops in the audience also returned to the cups.

"I wanted to find Ren Pingsheng, but I heard a word from my ear, come on, brother! Without waiting for Yu Chao to react, a long sword had already stabbed into his back spine and came out of his chest. He said this quickly, and he grabbed his neck with one hand. Ren Pingsheng appeared in front of his disciple."

"Not to mention whether Ren Pingsheng had a bloody disaster or a corpse disaster, he just relied on his bravery and conspiracy to play with Naga and the other two in his palms."

"As the saying goes, there must be a strange plan to support the jade tent, and don't use the final words and words."

The woman was so leisurely that she raised her jade pot and poured tea into the cup, and said casually.

"If you want to hear what happened next, please leave it to the next time."

After saying that, raise a glass toast tea.

That's all...

Liu Xiao didn't know how long it had been said about the so-called fourth chapter, but he only listened to the last short paragraph, and the content was clear, which was about the battle with Naga in Qiancheng Jue.

To be honest, it is really strange to hear others telling their own stories in public.

After a while, the tea shop entered the intermission, and the tea shops who were originally listening to books quietly began to chat, but their quality was quite high and they all spoke in a low voice.

The girl who was running away only brought the snow to the Jingting she wanted.

A pot, a cup, a dessert, and a plate of cold sorbet.

It can be seen that it is still very professional.

The tea was brewed and I was about to pour a cup for myself and taste it.

With a delicate jade hand, he grabbed the handle of the pot first.

He raised his head and found out that it was the woman who just told the story.

"Customer, the gentleman pours tea for you."

As she said that, the woman gracefully lifted the teapot and poured the hot tea into the tea cup. Her movements were as gentle as flowing water. The soothing and powerful gestures and carefully calculated steps made people feel her love and respect for tea art. In her hands, making tea is not only a process, but also an art, and a communication that is deeply rooted in people's hearts.

I don’t know if it’s the tea fragrance or the body fragrance, but in short, there is a faint fragrance that is refreshing.

"You came late and only heard a short sentence. It was because Su Ren was neglected and apologized to you."

Look, what else can others say about their service attitude and etiquette?

"It doesn't matter."

Liu Xiao really couldn't say anything, he didn't even know what Shuren meant.

I was very glad that I just wanted to call someone else's storyteller, but fortunately I spoke a little slower.

"After a while, Xiaoyao Hou Liu entered the Fenglei Palace. The story is wonderful. Guest officials cannot miss it. If you think Shuren said it well, remember to come again next time."

OK, why does it feel a bit like and follow?

"Who wrote the story just now?"

This is the most curious thing about Liu Xiao, how did his deeds become a household name?

"Is the guest official talking about Ren Pingsheng's disaster? This story was passed down from Chengtian. Who wrote it specifically? I don't know."

The woman said leisurely.

"Chengtian is Qilu City, why do they know about Ren Pingsheng?"

Liu Xiao found a problem from his lack of knowledge.

The woman shook her head, "Ren's life is a disaster of rewards for mixed pulses. The current situation in Chengtian is somewhat related to him, but the reason is that Shuren dare not discuss it."

"Are you the guest official coming to Tianyong for the first time?"

The woman changed her questions.

"Yes, it's really the first time I've been here."

The woman poured another cup for him.

"I don't know why it happened."

Liu Xiao felt alert and always felt that this woman was asking a little too much.

"Passing by."

The woman nodded slightly, as if she could hear that Liu Xiao was a little impatient.

"Then the so-called gentleman won't bother the guest."

After saying that, he bowed slightly and left with tactful intentions.

But I heard a sound of "The flowers are falling" behind me.

The woman paused, turned around, her face covered by white veil was full of surprise.

While she was hesitating, the Kunlun man, who was obviously from outside, had a petal on his fingertips.

"Rebirth of the mud"

The woman whispered.

Liu Xiao was secretly happy in his heart.
Chapter completed!