Ling Luoyu raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to greet him: "Here!"

Feng Chenglin's clothes were slightly messy and his hairstyle was also messy. A red mark appeared on his cheek on his right, as if he had been slapped by someone.

"Boss, let's have another bowl of mutton soup... Remember not to add spicy food!"

"Little brother, this is a cold day, it's a bit of spicy food and good to have some spicy food..."

"Don't have spicy food anymore... My brother is very angry. I'm afraid that he will erupt if he eats spicy food again!"

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Old Chen glanced at Feng Chenglin and entered the kitchen with awkward smile.

After Feng Chenglin sat down, he said nothing, poured a cup of herbal tea in a muffled voice and poured it down.

His face was blue and purple, as if he was holding his breath and put down the teacup heavily.

"What? I was beaten?"

Before Ling Luoyu could laugh at the teasing smile, Feng Chenglin looked at him with a sharp look.

"San Young Master, I'm holding my breath for you!"

"...What's the business of me? I'm drinking mutton soup here..."

"If it weren't for asking you about it, I would have swallowed so much?"

Feng Chenglin turned his head and tried not to let Ling Luoyu see his right face.

"Damn it, don't fall into my hands, otherwise you will definitely let you know why the flowers are so red!"

"You've learned this very quickly!"

Ling Luoyu bit the chopsticks, pinched Feng Chenglin's chin with his fingertips, and turned his right face.

"But why didn't you learn to be beaten?"

"That damn bastard!"

Feng Chenglin stepped onto the stool with a slight qi, which shocked several guests around him to raise their heads.

"Fat man!"

Ling Luoyu's voice suddenly came into his ears, like a pool of clear water, instantly falling into Feng Chenglin's heart, suppressing all his anger.

He slowly lowered his legs and thrust his lips: "I know... those bastards!! After I entered the city, I heard that there was an inn full of people. I thought that something must have happened, so I went there first!"

The plan of Feng Chenglin is to quietly enter the inn and then find out the matter in silence.

But who knows that he can't get in at all.

"Do you know? There were some watchdogs standing at the door of Changde Inn... They just forgot that if they didn't go in, they broke my carriage and beat me up again!! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to bear that tone!"

Feng Chenglin became more and more angry as he spoke. He grabbed the teapot and stopped falling. He raised his head and poured it into his mouth.

Ling Luoyu didn't say anything until he drank the water before he smiled.

"Fatty, with your current cultivation level, I think repairing those watchdogs is definitely a crushing attitude. Why didn't you fight back at that time?"

Feng Chenglin suddenly paused while holding the teapot, his eyes glanced sideways: "Take me?"

"Tell the truth!"

"Don't come... I don't know what you mean yet? Yes! If I had done it, I could have directly eliminated most of the people there, but in this way, I wouldn't be able to find out anything, so..."

Thinking of the slap on the face, Feng Chenglin felt even more humiliated and gritted his teeth with hatred.

"I've endured it! It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge... Those bastards will sooner or later fall into my hands!"

"Fatty, you have indeed made a lot of progress in terms of forbearance... You know the spirit of not fighting for a night! But..."

Ling Luoyu's body was slightly over, and his eyes looked evil and slanderous.

"But you ignore the strategy!"
Chapter completed!