Yin Ruochen said: "Then there is a young hall of Lao Qianye." ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" Mu Qianxi replied with a smile, like a big bad wolf who just kidnaps away a little sheep.

Obviously, all the malice was written on his face, but there was no change in Yin Ruochen's face.

"Let's go!" Mu Qianxi waved his hand, and then swaggered away from the North Cold Hall with Yin Ruochen and went to the North Cold City.

As soon as Mu Qianxi stepped out of the North Cold Hall on his front foot, someone reported the news to the Great Elder.

"Great Elder, that kid from Murong Qianye actually left the hall with the Holy Son of Fanyin, and he didn't bring a single guard."

The Great Elder's face was gloomy, "Murong Qianye's cheap life is not worth much, if something happens to the Holy Son of Fanyin, it will be a big trouble." I really don't know why the hall master is so protective of that damn Murong Qianye. ”

"What then?"

"Send someone to protect secretly, if there is an accident, protect the Holy Son of Sanyin, you don't need to care about Murong Qianye."

"Yes!"

Mu Qianxi knew that someone was following them, and took Yin Ruochen through the most prosperous street of the Beihan Palace.

A handsome and luxurious young man and an immortal saint son, the whole street became crowded because of their appearance.

Onlookers, although Mu Qianxi was handsome after changing his appearance, he was not as handsome as Yin Ruochen, and many people came to Yin Ruochen.

All kinds of eyes fell on Yin Ruochen's figure, and the holy light seemed to make everyone want to worship.

Mu Qianxi walked in front and said, "Sanskrit Holy Son, don't lose this Shaodian. ”

She smiled maliciously, and she had the feeling of leading the rarest animals through the streets to be watched.

Even though he was watched by tens of thousands of people, Yin Ruochen still had that soft and holy smile on his face, and he didn't mind being stared at by all kinds of people.

The Great Elder was so angry when he got the news that he was about to hurt himself, and quickly sent someone to clear the field.

Sanskrit Holy Son, how can it be that some untouchables want to see it.

All of a sudden, there were a lot fewer people, and this action didn't seem to have any effect on the person behind him.

Mu Qianxi slowed down and walked to Yin Ruochen's side and said: "Lord Sanskrit Holy Son, are you always like this in the Fanyin Divine Kingdom, like a rare animal, you are watched, so your heart is so strong, and your face does not change." ”

The beautiful Sanskrit sound came into Mu Qianxi's ears, "What kind of spirit animal is a rare animal?" ”

"That's not the point of my question."

"Poor monks rarely leave the Buddhist hall, so Qianye said less things, no."

"You're not the slightest bit displeased!"

"Why should I be displeased when people are happy? I should be thankful. ”

Mu Qianxi said: "En! What you said is reasonable, I will take you to a big dinner after taking you to be watched for so long. ”

Mu Qianxi took Yin Ruochen to the largest restaurant in Beihan City, and greeted him as soon as he entered the door.

After all, these two people caused such a big sensation, and he also knew it.

"Two guests, please inside!"

Mu Qianxi said: "Prepare the best and largest private room for me, don't tell the master that I don't have it." If you don't, there is no need for your restaurant to exist. ”

The young man is extremely arrogant and imposing, and the shopkeeper has to have it!

"Of course there is, please ask from above, please from above, it will definitely satisfy the two sons."

So, Mu Qianxi followed Yin Ruochen upstairs.

Mu Qianxi then began to order food and said, "Send me all the dishes in your store that have meat and are not vegetarian." ”

The shopkeeper was completely stunned, it was the first time he had seen such an order.

"We have a lot of meat and vegetarian dishes in our store, I'm afraid you two ......"

"Yes, sir, what I have is money!"

There are a lot of people in the Northern Cold City, but it is definitely the first time he has seen such a domineering and exaggerated person.

The shopkeeper said, "I don't know what that guest needs?" ”

After Yin Ruochen sat down, he didn't say a word.

Sitting on the side, it is a world of its own, calm and peaceful.

Mu Qianxi said: "My brother naturally likes the dishes I ordered, what are you doing with your words?" Don't hurry up and get ready to serve. ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" The shopkeeper didn't dare to say much, and was directly blasted out by Mu Qianxi.

Mu Qianxi saw the man who was about to turn into a Buddha statue who couldn't speak, and asked, "Sanskrit Holy Son, I don't know if you are Gui Geng this year?" ”

Yin Ruochen said: "The verb of the Thousand Nights Young Hall asking the age of the poor monk is wrong. ”

"So do you mean it or don't you say it?"

"The poor monk is not yet twenty."

"I'm actually curious about how strong you really are!"

"A little weaker than Yun Xiu."

Mu Qianxi rolled her eyes, ghost letter!

On the surface, he is the seventh order of the Spirit Emperor, but he can tie with Xiaobai.

Mu Qianxi asked with a smile: "I don't know if the Holy Son of Fanyin has anyone he likes?" ”

"Nope!"

"No! Like a man or a woman? ”

"The Buddha asked the poor monk to cultivate his mind, and he didn't think about it yet."

No matter how tricky the question Mu Qianxi asked, Yin Ruochen maintained a calm attitude.

This concentration is simply powerful!

Mu Qianxi leaned lazily on the chair and closed her eyes slightly, asking so much but no useful information.

She said lazily: "Sure enough, it's not interesting to chat with you, a monk. ”

Mu Qianxi was too arrogant, and the shopkeeper naturally made people cook and send it over.

It's a super box, the place is very empty, but the food served is full of food.

Mu Qianxi said: "Monk, eat!" It all looks good. ”

Yin Ruochen picked up a cup of tea and said, "It's enough for the poor monk to drink tea." ”

"How's that going to work? This Shaodian took you out, but made you hungry, I will be deliberately good. ”

After that, Mu Qianxi began to add a pile of meat and put it in front of Yin Ruochen.

She said pitifully: "Presumably, the Holy Son can't bear to feel guilty because of this!" ”

The young man's eyes in front of him were as bright as water, but the pitiful eyes were more playful and cunning.

"The poor monk is a disciple of Buddhism."

"Monk, haven't you heard of a saying that wine and meat go through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart. As long as your heart is towards the Buddha, what you eat is just a matter of form. Since you have come to mortal dust to experience, you have to experience mortal things for a long time. ”

Yin Ruochen's calm eyes flashed a trace of waves, reading the ten words that Mu Qianxi said, why had he never heard of it.

"Eat, eat, eat! You're welcome! "The meat in front of Yin Ruochen is going to be piled up into a small hill.

She inquired, there are not so many rules in the Sanskrit Divine Kingdom, but she heard that the Holy Son is extremely strict with himself and strict with himself.

Today, she wants to break everything he has insisted on for a long time, and see how long he pretends to be.

Mu Qianxi was also a little hungry, and quickly and not elegantly began to eat.

Yin Ruochen looked at the young man opposite and said, "What the Thousand Nights Young Hall said is reasonable, and the poor monk is not stuck in the superficial form. ”... Friends who read books, you can search for "", you can find this site as soon as possible.

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