Back at the hotel, Ren Xiaoyao stood at the door and communicated with the pretty little girl for a long time, and he made the little girl giggle.
Thirteen next to him had been watching Ren Xiaoyao bitterly, and after the last chat, he returned to the room in a happy mood.
"Bang!" The door was violently closed by Shisan, and Ren Xiaoyao, who had not paid attention, was taken aback.
"Next time you close someone else's house, you should be lighter. Once you break it, they will ruin me... Um." Ren Xiaoyao was still admonishing, but Shisan threw him up and blocked his mouth, and his clothes were torn.
"Thirteen, what are you going to do!" Ren Xiaoyao was shocked when Shisan was pressed under him. This is about to eat his own rhythm! The clothes of the two of them were gone, and Thirteen began to run on Ren Xiaoyao.
Thirteen to squeeze Ren Xiaoyao! Prevent him from going around hooking up the little girl!
But Thirteen too underestimated Ren Xiaoyao, especially the influence of his black blood, which greatly strengthened his'combat power'.
Half a day later, Ren Xiaoyao hugged her thirteen infusions to help her recover, and smoked a cigarette silently, "Why bother?"
Thirteen was completely collapsed, Ren Xiaoyao wanted to stop several times, but this girl just didn't listen.
He changed his suit, helped thirteen quilts, and closed the door to see how the others were doing.
"Second tube, who touched?"
Just before walking into a flat room, I heard a sound coming from it.
"Donor Ding, you cheated, why do you use predictive ability when playing mahjong?" Yiping's voice sounded, his tone very bad.
"Why can't you use it? You still use your Buddhism luck technique to make your luck better." Ding Wen retorted.
"Woo, please, two great gods, if we play mahjong, can you two not participate? We are young, you can go and fight with Young Master or Nie Sandao." The cry of mourning sounded.
Ren Xiaoyao stepped back decisively and did not open the door to enter, but some things were not the same as he thought.
"Hey, boss, why are you standing outside the door and not entering, come, boss gently." Nie Sandao just passed by and pushed the door open respectfully, standing at the door making a gesture of'please', his face The last look of beating.
Ren Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and resisted not beating him, but he couldn't resist it when he passed by. It was a punch in his stomach. At this time, something stunned happened!
Nie Sandao's back bulged! It looks like an arm! And Ren Xiaoyao's expression also condensed, he felt that the place he hit was not a human body, it seemed to be cotton!
Several people playing mahjong in the room also watched this scene blankly.
"Boss, why are you hitting me?" Nie Sandao's expression was very aggrieved. He didn't know what he had done wrong. Although it didn't hurt to hit him, his heart ached. Why hit him for no reason!
"You...what's the matter with your body?" Ren Xiaoyao asked with a dull expression, and several other people also pricked their ears, wanting to hear what's going on.
Seeing the shocked look of the people around, Nie Sandao was quite content, forgetting the grievance just now, with a sullen expression on his face, and said, "This is because of the exercises I learned, called..."
Halfway through, Nie Sandao stopped suddenly and looked at them carefully, "It's nothing, just some exercises that can't be used on the stage, hey, you guys are busy, I'll take a rest first."
Good exercises! It is definitely a good exercise!
If it's an ordinary exercise, he would definitely say it, but if he doesn't say it now, then it must be afraid of people knowing it!
Regardless of whether it is a good exercise or not, Ren Xiaoyao does not intend to learn it. That exercise makes the body soft and looks very disgusting. A great master should be hard! How can it be soft
Ren Xiaoyao bit his scalp and entered the room, frowning and reprimanding: "We are all monks, how can we indulge in this, playing mahjong every day, how can we improve our strength? We have many enemies now, so we must always be vigilant!"
"Hey!" Seventeen slapped on the table, looking like he had changed his mistakes, "The young master is absolutely right! Let me wake up instantly! I decided not to play mahjong in the future, no! No! Playing mahjong, I want to go back to practice."
Sixteen also stood up and said, "I also decided to change my past, and I also went back to practice."
But they hadn't gone out yet, and a figure stood in front of them, "Two donors, owing money is not a good behavior and the consequences are very serious."
The grief on the sixteenth and seventeenth faces, they thought they could escape this time, but they did not expect the same result. This monk is a bald devil!
After handing over the Lingshi, the two left with sad tears.
"Hey, Yiping, how are you inquiring about the teleportation array?" Ren Xiaoyao put away the mahjong. This thing will be played in the future and must be collected.
Yiping sat on a stool, and when Ren Xiaoyao asked about him, Yiping stretched out his hand.
Ren Xiaoyao looked at Yiping with a complicated face, and said sadly: "Yiping, you have changed. You are no longer the ascetic monk..."
"Ascetic monks also need to practice."
"..."
"How many spirit stones." Ren Xiaoyao said sadly.
One finger gently lifted up.
"I'll wipe it, count you cruel!" Ren Xiaoyao bit out and took out a hundred spirit stones, but Yiping didn't reach out to pick it up, and shook his finger.
Ren Xiaoyao stood up abruptly, took out his bricks, pointed at Yiping and shouted, "You don't want to be too much!"
Yiping remained unmoved.
"Hehe, this young master will ask for himself tomorrow, I will not ask you." Ren Xiaoyao shook his head, snapped his mouth, and walked outside.
But just after two steps, I was blocked by Yiping, "Ren donor, you are not authentic like this, I asked you for a day, now you want to leave without even paying me?" Yiping's handsome face appeared. With a weird smile, Ren Xiaoyao's body is hairy.
Ren Xiaoyao took a step back and said with a look of fear: "Tell you, you are a monk."
The corner of Yiping's mouth curled up, "The purpose of a monk is to lead others to be good, but I have the responsibility to educate the beneficiary. Since preaching is not good, I can only do it..."
"Wait! Did your sect tell you that if you can't persuade you, you have to do it!"
"I didn't say this, I learned it from Ren Xiaoyao's side."
"..."
"Count you cruel!" Ren Xiaoyao took out a thousand spiritual stones in grief, "Let's talk, what's the news."
Yiping put away the spirit stone, revealing a harmless appearance again, "I not only inquired about the news of the teleportation formation, but also about the news about the secret realm of the dragon clan by the way."
Hearing that Ren Xiaoyao feels a little better, so I have to rely on a thousand spiritual stones in exchange for two news, oooo~
"The dragon clan’s secret realm is very large. It spans several galaxies, and countless planets are connected together. From a distance, it looks like dragons are connected together. It is divided into four major areas, dragon tail, dragon body, dragon claw, and There is a dragon head. The dragon head is the core of the dragon clan’s secret realm. Only people who hold the scarlet lotus can enter. The dragon body is the safest place, the dragon claw is the most dangerous place, and the dragon tail is the most chaotic place, because there Already occupied by star thief."
Ren Xiaoyao nodded and asked: "Anything else?"
"No more."
"Puff!" Ren Xiaoyao sprayed a mouthful of old blood. He really dared to ask for a thousand spirit stones for this news!