C10 (1/2)
”Get up. This is nothing. ”
Bing Ying said coldly and turned around to leave.
Dealing with these bullies was indeed a piece of cake! She didn't need anyone's gratitude.
”Benefactor. Please wait! My stall has been destroyed, I'm afraid that it will become a problem to support my family in the future. ”However, there is still a clean roasted goose here. I am unable to repay you for saving my life. I hope that benefactor can accept it.”
Mei Tianxing found a roasted goose wrapped in oil paper under the broken stall. It didn't fall to the ground.
His sincere and persistent expression seemed to be saying: If my benefactor doesn't accept this roasted goose, then I, Mei Tianxing, will not be able to get up!
”All right. ”Let me try.”
The ice luster tore open the oil paper and a fragrant smell immediately assaulted his nostrils.
He tore off a piece of tender meat under the ribs and put it in his mouth. Slippery taste in the mouth, first-class taste.
Bing Ying exclaimed: This taste is comparable to the Peking Duck!
The only drawback was that the goose was too coarse and not as smooth as the duck.
”The taste is good. If it was duck meat, it would be even more delicious! It's comparable to my hometown's Peking Duck! Get up! ”Take this silver. Your skill at cooking a goose is not bad. Take this silver and add it to your stall. Live well in the future!”
Bing Ying threw down all her belongings, which were 20 taels of silver. Then, she quickly ran through the crowd.
Bing Ying was just making a comment.
However, the speaker didn't mean it. He sounded like he meant it.
This roasted goose named Mei Tianxing, after hearing Ice Crystal's opinion, sure enough, went back home and began to research the method of making roast duck …
Not long after, in this country, there began to be a popular food called Beijing Roast Duck.
Just as Bing Ying was about to leave, she suddenly discovered a strange person!
There was a trace of nobility in the conversation.
It was a deep purple color, cold and evil, flashing past!
So fast!
However, in the blink of an eye, it had attracted the attention of Beitang Bingying.
The instinct of a special agent told her that he was definitely not an ordinary person!
Everyone on the street was watching the show, but that deep purple flash was like a shooting star … He didn't stop at all.
She even turned a blind eye to this beautiful hero who had the courage to save an innocent, righteous person …
This person had an extraordinary temperament.
Following the feeling, Beitang Bingying quietly followed!
From Spring Breeze Street to the inn, then to the city walls … The other seemed to have noticed something as he sped out of the city.
When they arrived at a deserted and dilapidated temple, a deep purple shadow quickly flashed into it.
Broken temple?
It was late.
Night, usually, hides the smell of danger.
Some firewood had been raised from the broken temple, and the people inside didn't seem to be planning to come out!
Spend the night in a broken temple?
Such a noble and threatening person would actually spend the night in a desolate and dilapidated temple?
Bing Ying smiled. This guy had a treasure on him.
Furthermore, it was definitely extremely valuable …
A treasure is most afraid of a thief!
Ice Gem just so happened to be the queen of thieves, a female secret service agent! This was going to be a good show!
After being confined in the stone room for a few months, she had an occupational disease attack!
His hands were itchy!
”You're out of luck!” Actually, what Big Sis stole was not treasures, but loneliness. ”
In the darkness, a faint smile appeared on her face.
Following which, she tore at her own clothes, messed up her hair, and smeared some dirt on her face. In the blink of an eye, the slim and graceful beauty had turned into a filthy, sloppy-looking beggar …
The fire flickered on and off...
Such sharp eyes!
Those dark eyes were filled with a destructive light!
This was a young man, his facial features as exquisite as jade carvings, yet they were filled with a domineering aura with hard lines. His starry eyes were like ink, his skin was like jade, and he emitted both a cold and demonic aura …
That cold face was like a frozen jade that had been frozen for a thousand years …
It emitted an aura that went deep into the bones without a trace of warmth, as if it had come from the depths of hell …
The man silently sat on the stone bench, deep in thought. His deep purple robe was like a twilight cloud, blending into the darkness.
Beside him sat a skinny old man in black who was fiddling with the crackling fire …
The relationship between the two was like that of a master and a servant.
Suddenly, a strange singing sound came from outside.
Justasmileandtherainisgone
Canhardlybelieveit (yeah)
The 'sanangelstandingnexttome
A shabby little beggar staggered in, humming a strange melody.
”Who?”
The black-clothed old man was slightly surprised. The haggard hand secretly touched his waist …
”Eh? Why are you guys here? Who are you? How did you get into my house? What about Little De? ”I don't know which kitchen that damn kid sneaked off to steal some meat.” The little beggar pretended to be surprised and looked at the two of them. Then, he began to busy himself.
Her 'work' is to search everywhere...
The old man in black asked warily: ”Little beggar, what are you looking for?”
”I won't tell you!” Humph! You want to steal my money? ”
The little beggar flipped through the books one by one, and pretended to be very anxious. ”Did that stinking brat, Little De Zi, steal my secret stash of silver and gamble with it?” Humph! ”Come back and break his legs!”
”Ghost slaves are just small beggars. ”Don't be too nervous.” The devilish man raised his head to look at the little beggar.
The voice was low and had a terrifying magnetism, like flowing water splashing jade. It had the aura of a Dark King.
He was astonishingly handsome!
The sound of splashing water!
His noble and pressing bearing!
Transcendent martial arts!
This was simply the perfect man!
In her heart, Bing Ying was secretly amazed and praised!
It wasn't that she hadn't seen beautiful men before! She had seen all sorts of men in the 21st century!
However, the man in front of her eyes caused her heart to palpitate with excitement!
Little beggar?
When the black-clothed old man called Ghost Slave heard this, he lowered the withered and terrifying hand at his waist …
”Are you merchants passing by to find a place to stay? You need silver for lodging! Young master, the silk of your robe is really good! It's soft and slippery! ” The little beggar smiled as he stretched out his dirty hand to touch the man's robe.
”Whoosh!”
In that split-second!
The little beggar's hands, which were filled with magic, swept past at lightning speed!