Strange World Little Cooking Saint

Chapter 1122: Yumantang (fifteen)

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By noon, the fog surrounding Tongtian City had dissipated.

Shi Yu and San Pang were still sitting on the second floor of that tea house leaning on the railing, and they could see all the monsters passing by on the street.

But Shi Yu didn't go looking for people on purpose, she was so powerful that she didn't need to see with her eyes, no one could avoid her perception.

After drinking the Zhuyeqing in his hand, Shiyu glanced away inadvertently, but saw a person downstairs standing under the jade tuan flower tree in front of the teahouse and looking at her, but she didn't notice it at all.

The eyes of the two met in mid-air, and neither of them moved. They just looked at each other like this, and suddenly laughed together.

Shi Yu leaned on the railing, and threw the cup in his hand towards that person, just like in the past, he also threw a chopstick at her by leaning on the railing.

At this time, San Pang also leaned over, seeing the person downstairs, he couldn't help being overjoyed, "Changqin!"

Just as Simultaneous Jade only has Wen Heng in his eyes, so it also has only Changqin in white clothes in his eyes. Shi Yu could still stay where he was, but he couldn't help but jumped off the second floor and threw himself into Chang Qin's arms.

"You can be regarded as coming to me." It hasn't seen him for a long time, and every time it wants to return to the field of magic cultivation, but finally bears it.

It can't rely on Changqin for everything, it also wants to grow up quickly, so as not to hold back Changqin.

Changqin hugged it, restrained the urge to kiss it, and said, "I'm coming."

Standing behind Changqin, Mr. Zhang felt his eyes were hot.

He really didn't see these two.

"By the way," San Pang suddenly broke away from Changqin's arms as if remembering something, blocked the gate of the teahouse, looked at Wen Heng in the middle and said, "Wait a minute, if you want to go in, you have to answer me first." The question, otherwise I won’t let it go. First, what are you doing here?”

This is like a doorman's posture.

Its behavior surprised both Changqin and Mr. Zhang, and subconsciously looked at the boss at the front.

Wen Heng put away the cup in his hand, looked at Shi Yu upstairs, with a smile on his face, "Come and pick up my wife home."

This movement attracted the big and small monsters inside and outside the building to look over. Seeing him say this in public, although Shiyu was a little embarrassed, he let the monsters around him look at him openly.

"Who is your wife?" San Pang asked again.

"Nature is my sweetheart."

San Pang was dumb for a moment.

Can you still answer like this? This made it difficult for a moment to know how to ask the next question.

While it was in a daze, a figure suddenly appeared beside it and pushed it aside, "You are too weak, let me do it."

The only person who can be so arrogant is Su Nian.

She also knew about Shi Yu's one-year appointment with her eldest nephew, and she had already planned the date in her heart, just to see what the two of them would look like when they met.

When San Fatty blocked the door, she applauded. Shi Yu was her friend, and she would definitely support Shi Yu. The brat left without saying a word for a year, and even if she came back, she would still ask Shi Yu for an explanation.

But I never thought that San Pang was too weak, and the problem was not difficult at all.

Su Nian took out a chair from somewhere, and sat with his legs crossed towards the door, his posture was more impressive than that of Tongtian City Lord.

"You said you came to pick up your wife home, so let me ask you, when did you get married? You haven't hired a matchmaker to do the marriage, and you say that the person is from your family. How can there be such a good thing in this world?" about it." As he said that, Su Nian said to the monsters around him, "Are you right?"

The monsters look dumbfounded, is that so

They don't know.

The monster races don't pay much attention to this, only the human race will make such red tape...

wait? Terran!

"Are you human race??" Finally a monster yelled out, slashed towards Su Nian with a knife, and in the next moment, it had already turned into a cloud of blood mist with a "poof".

The strong man who had returned to the eighth floor of the real world died like this without any room to resist... This scene shocked all the monsters present.

"I said it's better for you not to act rashly," Su Nian showed his white teeth, "You can just say what I say. If you say something well, you will receive a gift of thanks later; if you say something bad, you will use your blood Dyed red lanterns hung on the wall, adding to our festivities."

For a moment, the monsters in the teahouse did not dare to act rashly.

After threatening the monster inside, Su Nian acted as if nothing had happened, and continued to look at his nephew and said, "Continue with what you just said, the name is not right, I don't recognize your wife, and neither does Shi Yu." Yes, none of us."

Hearing this, Shi Yu shrank back very cooperatively, not letting him see her anymore.

"Auntie, you are right," Wen Heng said, "I came here this time to marry Shiyu. I have sent the marriage letter and dowry to the Illusory Sect, and the invitations have been distributed all over the world. Everything is ready. Just wait until she agrees to marry me."

Su Nian was taken aback, and jumped up, "Why didn't you notify me of this in advance?"

After finishing speaking, he felt that something was wrong, so he sat down on air again, and said, "Really? That's just right, you can propose here today. Shiyu is waiting for you on the second floor, as long as you get past our Checkpoint, we will let you see Shiyu."

"Yes!" San Pang stood behind Su Nian, "Auntie Su Nian's first level, I'm second level."

"Auntie, you big-headed ghost, call me sister." Su Nian tapped it on the head.

San Pang suddenly felt aggrieved, "But this is not a mess of seniority..."

"Everyone calls their own."

While talking, Feng Luo also came.

"Feng Luo, you came just in time, so call me the others." Su Nian was thinking that things weren't lively enough, "Let me tell you, today is your only chance to make a fortune. The only chance is this time, if you miss that But it's gone."

After all, Feng Luo is a semi-saint, and he came not too early or too late, he had a rough idea of what Su Nian said just now.

He knew about Wen Heng, but he didn't expect that it was him who would belong to him at the end of the hour.