He went to the restaurant and ordered a table full of dishes. When all the dishes were served and the aroma was overwhelming, Xiaobai, who was huddled in Xuanhuang's arms, finally couldn't hold back and jumped onto the table with a cry.
Xuanhuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He saw it scurry over in seconds, hung up Cheng Peng's sleeves, and snatched a chicken leg from his chopsticks. He held it in his arms naively, and ate it completely with the skin and bones.
After eating, I wiped my little paws with unfinished thoughts and stared at the other chicken leg eagerly.
Cheng Peng laughed loudly, "Brother Xuanhuang, this little monster of yours is quite edible."
Yun Qi tugged on Cheng Peng's sleeve. Cheng Peng glanced at him, shook his head and said, "I can't tell what level or category this little monster of Xuanhuang is."
"I don't know either." Xuanhuang muttered secretly, and as soon as his outstretched hand touched the wine glass, Yun Qi snatched it away.
"Well……"
Yun Qi pointed at her, then at the wine glass, waving his hands vigorously, with a serious face.
Xuanhuang was a little bit dumbfounded.
Yun Qi tore up a chicken leg and handed it to the eager Xiaobai, and then tried his best to give Xuanhuang a mountain-high pile of vegetables.
Xuanhuang just immersed himself in eating hard, and fragments of words would appear from time to time. The surrounding topic was always the division of martial arts realms in this wonderful continent.
Cheng Peng drank a few glasses of wine and talked more. He patted Xuanhuang on the shoulder and said warmly, "Brother Xuanhuang, if you don't know your own strength, you can go to the Wushu Federation to test it, but I want to
Let me remind you, the people in the Wushu Federation are very difficult to get along with. They all have eyes on the top of their heads. If you want to go, be mentally prepared. Those rookies who are not good at martial arts will be ridiculed by them until they commit suicide in shame and anger.
There are quite a few.”
"Suicide?" Xuanhuang's lips twitched, "The psychological quality is really bad. If you are not good at kung fu, you can practice it. If you can't do it in one year, you can do it in two years. If you can't do it in three years, you will commit suicide after being ridiculed by others. Such a weak person
Mentally, it’s better to go home early and go to farm and chop firewood.”
Xuanhuang Gululu drank a bowl of soup, wiped his mouth and said, "For example, just because I am weak now does not mean that I will not be able to take off in the future. No matter what I do, those who are determined will always succeed."
"Little brother, what you said is so to my liking. Hahaha, come on, come on, I'll give you a toast to my little brother. My little master has a very good taste, and you are really a good friend."
Xuanhuang rolled his big eyes and nodded his head. Just as he was about to touch the wine glass with his little paws, Yun Qi stretched out his hand and snatched away the wine bottle.
"Uh..." Cheng Peng only touched his nose and laughed dryly, "Since the young master's father accidentally died of alcohol poisoning a few years ago, the young master has become extremely disgusted with drinking. Brother Xuanhuang, don't mind.
Master cares about you and me."
Xuanhuang nodded, "Of course I won't mind. But it doesn't hurt to have a little drink. Just don't drink too much."
"Yes, yes, I agree, I agree." Cheng Peng hurriedly took the wine bottle from Yun Qi's hand and smiled at him flatteringly.
Xuanhuang had a sip when he suddenly heard a commotion coming from the long street downstairs and cast a curious glance out the window.
The scene was suddenly like a slow-motion camera, with people and objects passing through Xuanhuang's eyes one after another, and all the subtle human voices were absorbed into her ears.
She put down her wine glass and secretly practiced the exercises for a week. She found that her breath was smooth, her internal energy was surging, and her mysterious skills were actually improved compared to before.
But now is not the time to rejoice, because she heard the people downstairs making noises: Quickly, go to the Yongchang ship and have a look. The palace people who were executed were said to be the personal servants of the missing little princess!