Zhu Fengyin and Shang Hongxiu sang together, which made Mu Yun very embarrassed, and he quickly said seriously: "You two are serious in your words. I am definitely not pretending to be noble, nor do I have any resentment, but this matter is indeed a bit...
…”
Yan Ting saw that he was hesitant to speak, rolled her eyes and coughed: "That's all, the leader of this alliance will follow the good deeds and will not compete with this dead... guy. Tomorrow at noon at the Kunpeng Restaurant in the east of the city, our Four Heroes Alliance will prepare a banquet. Quan
I just want to apologize to you, and then I will return all the tattered belongings to you."
Mu Yun hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "Since the leader of the alliance has extended your warm invitation, I will be disrespectful. I have some important things to do tonight, so let's just say goodbye."
Yan Ting was slightly surprised, but she still said calmly: "Okay, Qi Shaoxia, please do it. Don't delay your important business."
Mu Yun was silently dumbfounded, and waited until Shang Hongxiu said goodbye, then walked away.
Yan Ting waited until he was far away, then slowly put away her smile, supported her forehead with her hand and said in a depressed tone: "Damn Xiaomu... you actually dare to refuse to join us, huh... I'm afraid you can't escape me either.
The palm of the knight's hand."
After hearing this, Lei Heng's chest puffed up and he vowed: "Little sister, please rest assured. Even if that person really refuses to join the gang, I will have to beat him to make him agree."
Yan Ting rolled her eyes at him and said coolly: "Ah Heng, do you still dare to say that? Don't think I haven't seen your deadly character. You were probably beaten to the ground by Xiao Mu today, right?"
Lei Heng's face turned red, but he frowned and said, "Even if I can't beat him right now, I will never be afraid of him. I'll just fight him anyway."
Yan Ting shook her head and smiled and said: "Okay, we want to bring him into the gang, why don't we start a fight for no reason? Everyone should tidy up a little more energetically tomorrow, especially you, A Heng, go and clean yourself tonight.
If you are still as dirty as a country pig, this alliance leader will have no shame in taking you out."
Lei Heng's face turned even redder. He scratched his ears and cheeks, but he said calmly: "By the way, little sister, what you said about 'future husband' just now was actually just a joke, right?"
Zhu Fengyin and Shang Hongxiu couldn't help but smile at each other after hearing this. Yan Ting also pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Well... guess what~"
The night wind blew, and the forest was like ink. On the winding mountain path, I saw a graceful figure walking slowly.
When he got closer, he saw clearly that she was wearing a water-red dress, but a section of the skirt had been torn off in front of her. It was Xing Zhiying who had just experienced a fierce fight.
The eldest lady was obviously a little distracted at this time, and the skirt of her unraveled skirt was caught by the thorns on the roadside. She was full of frustration and said to herself: "Everything is really not going well today, even this
Unconscious dead things also come to bully me, alas..."
A little grievance aroused my heart full of sorrow. I leaned over to push away the thorns and was still thinking about it, but I still couldn't make up my mind for a moment.
The thin-skinned monkey always looked lustful, but tonight he was even more unscrupulous, and his moves were so dirty that it was natural for him to be seriously injured.
But maybe it's because he was drunk. I heard people say that alcohol can cause sexual incest, so he can't behave like a drunk person.
Forget it...since they're all injured, the worst thing is to have one eye with him, but then I won't be able to turn into a one-eyed dragon? It's ugly just to think about it.
In fact, no matter how ugly he is, the Dragon Champion has eyes that are as high as the top. He definitely doesn't want to marry a one-eyed dragon home, but I don't know if he will...
Sigh, why are you thinking about him for no reason? That person knows how to eat and sleep, and eat when he sleeps. His beauty is just blinding him, not as good as a one-eyed dragon.
Grandpa has repeatedly warned me not to use the Xuewu Guhong Sword casually again, but if I cause such a big disaster this time, I will definitely be scolded to death again when I get home.
But what can I do if I don’t go home? Do I really want to go out on my own? But this time I came out without bringing anything. It’s really hard to do.
Feeling extremely depressed, he started walking again, and soon he came to the familiar cave. When he opened his eyes, he saw the flickering fire at the entrance of the cave.
Surprised and moved in her heart, Xing Zhiying walked to the entrance of the cave in three steps and then called in a sweet voice: "Is it Sister Yu? It turns out you are also..."
He paused in the middle of his words, and saw a bonfire set up in a cave about a foot deep, with many wine jars piled up beside the bonfire.
The aroma of wine hit his nostrils, and a handsome young man in ocher-colored clothes was drinking alone. Surprisingly, it was Pang Zijian, the beauty hunter of the Kongtong sect.
When Pang Zijian saw Xing Zhiying suddenly appear, he was also very surprised. When he regained consciousness, he quickly put down the wine jar in his hand, stood up and said: "Xing...Sister Xing, why are you here too? I look at the sky.
But it’s a little late, isn’t it?”
His handsome face couldn't help but turn red as he spoke, and he didn't know if it was because he drank too much.
Xing Zhiying was afraid of drinking at this time. She frowned and said stiffly: "Since Brother Pangda is here first, I won't bother you. We'll see you later."
When Pang Zijian saw Xing Zhiying turn around and leave, he felt as if cold water had been poured on his head. He was inexplicably disappointed and said in a trembling voice: "Sister Xing! Do you really hate me so much?"
Xing Zhiying stopped at her feet and sighed: "Brother Pang Da is serious, how can I hate you for no reason?"
Pang Zijian smiled bitterly, shook his head slowly and said: "There is no need to keep secrets between the two of us. If Sister Xing really hates me, just tell me straight away. My surname is Pang. I am not completely self-aware. I promise to never pester you again in the future."
That’s it.”
Xing Zhiying's pretty face turned red, but when she heard Pang Zijian's tone full of desolation, she couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted, so she softened her tone slightly and said: "I can't really say I hate it, but Brother Pang, you are so drunk here, I really can't get used to it.
.”
Pang Zijian perked up and said hurriedly: "Ah!... Sister Xing, please wait a moment, I will take care of it right away."
After he said this, he didn't hesitate, and immediately picked up the pile of wine jars with his hands and feet. Regardless of whether there was any wine left in them, he walked to the entrance of the cave and threw them all out far away.
Xing Zhiying couldn't help but smile when she saw this, nodded and walked towards the cave openly.
Pang Zijian couldn't hide his joy and greeted him enthusiastically: "Thank you, Sister Xing, for the honor. Sister Xing, sit here. I remember that you originally liked sitting in this position, facing the sun and facing the wind, ha..."
Xing Zhiying sat down as instructed, and the memories of her childhood also flooded into her mind. She couldn't help but pursed her lips and chuckled: "Okay~ It's okay to say it's the back of the wind, but why is it facing the sun at night? Brother Pangda, you really don't make sense.
.”
Pang Zijian smiled awkwardly, then his eyes straightened, and he couldn't hide his surprise and said: "Uh... Sister Xing, what are you...?"
Xing Zhiying saw Pang Zijian staring closely at her exposed calf. When she came to her senses, she hurriedly pulled up her skirt to cover it. Then she said in shame and anger: "You are not allowed to look at it! Huh! I also said that Brother Pang is a gentleman. It turns out that you are also thin.