Chapter 945: Godlike Guest Village, Miss Zhao on the Mountain
Chapter 945 – Godly Hakkai, Miss Zhao on the Mountain
February 2nd, the dragon raised its head.
Heavy rain poured down.
Pedestrians were scarce on the two streets of Mountain Eagle Town, and the occasional person passing by was in a hurry with an umbrella.
Master Ma San and Han Wu suddenly walked out of the “Spring Orchid Garden” side by side, under the oil paper umbrellas of the two faces with a reserved smile, as if they had done something extraordinary, in fact, it is extraordinary, they were inside the game of dominoes all night boring to sleepy.
The two have been reconciled for more than a year, can make two decades of enemies become “like glue”, the reason is very simple, they both want to be Master Xin’s people.
Master Xin’s people is not their own people?
In front of the “blind open guest cottage”, the two face a haughty look for a collection, replaced by careful, to the door collected umbrellas, look to the “not long for the eyes” lying on his back in front of the door of the small yellow dog, respectfully shouted: “Master Huang, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. “Master Huang, excuse me.”
This small yellow dog is not a general small yellow dog, cultivation is unfathomable, the temperament of the lonely and arrogant, two people and a dog often drink together, “yellow master” must sit in the main seat; companion to go out of town to visit the brothel, “yellow master” only point of the flower, and only drink not to go to bed, it said that it will never play with the people, it is just pure appreciation. The first thing I want to say is that I don’t want to be a part of it.
Xiao Huang ignored, the two smiled into the lobby, instantly more humble look.
Last year, the guest cottage of the shopkeeper, fellows and cooks have been fired, the cook replaced by the great Buddha temple presided over the empty cloud master, tail fire Palace Palace advocate Gui and Qingyang Hall master Sang unclear.
The firewood and water carriers had been replaced with the Demon Sect’s Three Difficulties.
The runners were replaced with women such as Taiyi Sect Sect Master Mo Xianyi and Ghost Sect Sect Master Nie Yinniang.
The bookkeeper was replaced with Taiji Sect Master Taiji Zhenzhen.
What kind of fairy cottage is this?
What kind of immortal boss is Master Xin, Boss Xin?
This is fucking crazy, isn’t it?
The world is crazy!
A plate of shredded potatoes selling ten lower grade martial rhyme stones is simply …… too damn worth it!
The lobby was quiet, there were no customers, and no one paid any attention.
The two had to carefully sit in the corner, next to half a stool, and said in an incomparably gentle tone, “Ten pounds of roasted knives, twenty pounds of cooked beef, have a hard time, have a hard time, have a hard time!”
After saying a cold sweat, the heart feels …… so exciting!
Soon, a peasant woman dressed as Nie Yinniang served wine and meat, and again the two were excited enough.
But the two of them quietly put their eyes on Mo Xianyi not far away, in fact, that fairy served better, she has a fragrance, the beauty of people look at a glance, feel like blasphemy.
Who expected at this moment, that Mo Xian Yi suddenly blushed shyly and walked up the stairs, which made the two of them feel sorry for a while.
Mo Xian Yi reached the second floor and quietly entered a room, then carefully closed the door and looked at the bed, only to see Xin Zhuo wearing only a thin pants and naked body, lying on the bed.
Mo Xian Yi tidied up her simple peasant dress, her slightly powdered face simple and beautiful, she arrived at the bedside in a graceful manner, stretched out her slender hands, and pressed up: “Master, is the strength still good?”
“Well, it’s okay, go up ……”
Xin Zhuo chin padded pillow, vaguely said a sentence.
Mo Xian Yi obediently obeyed, her eyes flowing, bright and colorful.
Xin Zhuo swore that he was simply breaking through too quickly, his meridians were stagnant, his muscles were sore, his danhai was bulging, and his whole body was uncomfortable, and only the power massage of an expert of the Upper Sacred Son level or above and the Nine Rings of Jade Pure Bottle could alleviate it for a moment or two.
A year has passed since the destruction of the Yellow Springs Sect, and only two months have passed since the “Sacred Prosperity of the Abyss” at the Sea of Entrapment.
The master and his mother and brothers still have no news, the fifth sister Gongsun Li had to tighten his land into a saint of the matter running around, now has gone to the empty sea in advance to explore the situation, it is rumored that the “holy Lin Yuan Qi” is a very unique and strange existence, every time you open, will happen different things, she needs to go to the rainy day a little bit!
As a matter of fact, these days, the northern border is full of quasi-saint level experts, and the low realm martial artists are all acting in a much lower profile!
The Trapped Sea was a must go, as for the hope of becoming a saint, to be honest, he didn’t dare to guarantee that he was uniquely blessed, because he had imprinted with Gongsun Li and realized that his Dan Sea was exceptionally different nowadays.
While the general quasi-saint’s Dan Sea with all ten gates open was a whirlpool, his was a mist, and the thickness of the mist was like a summer fog, with no end in sight!
Rain pattering outside the window, a beautiful massage inside the window.
This weather, this mood, really give a god will not change.
He suddenly looked up at Mo Xian Yi.
That Mo Xianyi’s face was blushing, like a persimmon in October, beautiful and touching, without the mercenary of a mundane woman, or the rudeness and dominance of a martial artist.
“I wish you had told me you were Lord Zhao Yi!”
This woman bore a three-part resemblance to Zhao Yizhu, although her temperament and senses were worlds apart.
Mo Xian Yi raised her head and blinked: “Is she, is she Master’s wife?”
Wife ……
Xin Zhuo looked out of the window and was silent for a while before he said: “She is a very special woman, accompanying me through the most confusing and uncertain lows of my life, she understands me, she always knows what I’m thinking, she’s always gentle and considerate, of course, she also has a spirited side, for example, she has always forbidden me from touching any other woman… …”
“Xin Zhuo, it’s me, Lord Zhao Yi ……”
Mo Xian Yi’s complexion suddenly turned incomparably gentle, like a dream, reaching out her hand to gently caress Xin Zhuo’s face, her eyes soft as water.
Xin Zhuo froze for a moment, breathing heavily, and hugged her.
Mo Xian Yi gently leaned into his arms.
Rolling over, intoxicated ……
Then, Xin Zhuo’s face was extraordinarily sober and laughed, “Obviously you’re not her!”
Mo Xianyi asked dazedly, “Why?”
Xin Zhuo said: “She won’t be so easy to be stirred up like you are, her heart shakes and her mind is unstable!”
Mo Xian Yi suddenly huffed a bit and stood up, wiping the water stains from her cherry lips: “What do you take me for? I, I …… have already practiced myself like this, you never play with me for real, I’m going off the deep end, you bad guy, I …… went to work!”
Xin Zhuo suddenly pinched her chin and popped in a ball of well water, laughing: “Reward you, go!” Mo Xianyi was fishy and frowned straight away, slammed the door with an angry grunt.
Xin Zhuo crossed his legs, his hands pillow, shaking his head and losing laughter, the martial artists in this world, once mastered the transcendental cultivation, simply living a divine day, want not to fall is difficult, it is rumored that the North Sea Chu Clan, Chu Feng, has a concubine of seven hundred and ninety-three; Fuxian Palace, Qin Wuji, that grandson, has a concubine of three thousand and seven hundred and ninety-nine, all of them are clear and beautiful female cultivators!
It is “simple” such as Huang Da Gui this asshole, in the nine division sea also has a concubine ninety-one people.
A bunch of heavy horses!
The world says that martial artists are coarse, not as pure as immortal cultivators, touching the heavens and the earth, which knows that immortal cultivators do not have the same blood qi full of martial artists, boiling hard to endure!
Just as he thought of this, his face suddenly sank.
……
“Snap, snap ……”
A unique shape like a flower mushroom oil-paper umbrella from the corner of the street slowly line, under the umbrella is a little girl, seventeen or eighteen years old appearance, pavilion graceful, flying fairy hair bun, skin as fair as jade, a pair of big eyes extraordinarily spiritual, eyelashes are very long, nose is quite, cherry lips bright red.
Looking at the “blind open cottage”, a slight smile, eyes into a crescent moon, revealing a mouthful of braided shell-like teeth.
Then, walked straight to.
Her footsteps were not big, a pair of embroidered mandarin ducks high sole boots stepped on the street water, splashing a piece, but strangely enough, the water stains did not fall, and the place where she passed was like a circle of water relief!
Until she walked to the door of the guest cottage, those “water reliefs” fell, and actually bloomed a piece of spiritual grass full of strange fragrance.
In front of the door “lying corpse” small yellow, suddenly exploded, jumped up, and retreated three steps.
Inside the room of the Taiji real person, the devil clan three difficult, Nie Yinniang and face annoyed Mo Xianyi curiously look out, the girl is very beautiful, very cute, very spiritual, but it makes them cold, creepy, like facing a flood beast.
That Taiji real person was the first to react and immediately said, “Guests, please come in!”
“Yes!”
The girl guffawed, good-naturedly putting down her umbrella, a string of small bells around her waist emitting a crisp ring from bending over, then sat down at a table, her eyes like crescent moons: “I want meat buns, fresh meat buns, the kind with soup, uh, a hundred of them!”
“This …… “Mo Xianyi was a bit embarrassed, “It might take a long time!”
The girl winked: “I can afford to wait!”
Mo Xian Yi hurried into the back kitchen, Sang Buqing, Empty Cloud Master a few people had already scrambled to prepare, getting covered in flour.
Half an hour later, a hundred meat buns were served up, the meat aroma overflowing.
The little girl pinched one up like no one else and swallowed it in one mouthful, the corners of her mouth dripping with oil: “Well, it’s not bad, even though the flour and meat are inferior, but it’s expensive because it’s real, so I want to meet your family, Boss Xin!”
This turn was a bit big, Mo Xian Yi’s few people didn’t react.
“How dare you! Is Master Xin something you can see just because you want to?”
Master Ma San and Master Han Fifth jumped up to protect their master.
The next moment, the bell rang lightly, and the two removed their robes of their own accord and ran out majestically, running lap after lap along the street.
The faces of the people in the lobby changed and scrambled upstairs.
As a result, Xin Zhuo arrived first, sitting across from the girls in a flash, picking up a meat bun for himself.
The girl, however, shot out like lightning and grabbed Xin Zhuo’s hand, fiercely saying, “Mine!”
Xin Zhuo laughed: “You haven’t paid yet!”
“If I say it’s mine, it’s mine!”
The girl’s big bright eyes lit up slightly, and her slender palms glowed a greenish color, surrounded by hidden grass and tree shadows.
Xin Zhuo frowned slightly, his hand flushed with the color of frost, surrounded by hidden frost vapors.
The floor under his feet suddenly split open with dozens of cracks.
The entire store was green on one side and icy on the other.
Mo Xianyi, Taiji Realist, and the others ran their mind techniques with difficulty to resist, almost suffocating.
Fortunately, after a moment, the two let go at the same time.
Xin Zhuo ate the bun with good grace.
“Pfft ……”
The girl covered her mouth and laughed lightly, her eyes curving up as she also ate the bun, one bite at a time.
Xin Zhuo: “Your name?”
Girl: “Surname Zhao, Zhao Tong’er, Zhao of Tongtian Emperor, Tong of Sycamore, child of the nature of heaven and earth noble one’s child!”
Xin Zhuo: “You must be from the mountains!”
Girl: “Smart!”
Xin Zhuo: “What do you want to do when you come here, besides eating buns?”
Girl: “To beat you up!”
Xin Zhuo sighed: “It’s hard, isn’t it?”
Girl: “You’re kinda fun, so no more punching, I should go!”
(End of chapter)