"You..." Han Xiu's face turned livid.
"That's enough!" Young Master Yue frowned slightly, turned around and shouted: "The generation who bullied the master and destroyed the ancestors, dare to be arrogant here! Breaking your arm is a small punishment! Get out of here!"
Han Xiu gritted his teeth.
The branch president of the Master Oath Alliance also stood up and said: "You are not worthy of being a citizen of my Yunyue City if you kill your relatives and teachers. You must leave Yunyue City as soon as possible. With your character, no matter how talented you are, you can only do harm to one side." .”
As the branch president of the Teachers' Oath League, his job is to safeguard the dignity of teachers and bright traditions, and he is most displeased with this kind of conduct.
Han Xiu clutched his injured arm, his forehead covered in cold sweat. He looked at the cold-faced Mr. Yue and the others, and felt the disgusting eyes of the surrounding people. His lower lip was about to bleed. Without saying a word, he turned around and Walk.
A black shadow in the crowd also quietly followed.
Walking to a corner where no one was around, Han Xiu finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.
How could this be! How could this be!
He was born with a body of gold and wood, so he should have a bright future.
Everything is Ning Zhao's fault, it's all his fault.
He will never let him go!
Even if he turned into a ghost, he would still have his tendons and drink his blood!
At this time, he felt someone walking in front of him, looking at him like a bereaved dog, with pity in his eyes, and a light voice.
"Do you want revenge?"
"I can help you."
"Just you... surrender to me."
Master vows, everything is settled.
Huang Xun sighed, and said sincerely: "I lost this competition."
He really didn't expect Han Xiu to be such a person. It's so risky that he loses. If he wins, if he blocks his way in the future, he may be the one who gets poisoned.
Kong Wuying's smile did not change, and he looked at him earnestly, he understood what Kong Wuying meant. He took out a stack of gold tickets from his pocket: "This is 10,000 gold tickets, please accept it with a smile, Mr. Ning."
Kong Wuying took the golden ticket readily, and immediately nodded, as if he was afraid that Huang Xun would cheat.
No way, I've been so poor and crazy lately.
Huang Xun made another request: "Mr. Ning's alchemy is so superb. I was too ignorant before. I don't know if I can ask Mr. Ning for advice."
Unexpectedly, he couldn't wait to challenge Kong Wuying again. This kind of fighting spirit is really strong.
Kong Wuying frowned: "If you ask for advice, you will be charged. Five thousand gold coins each time."
Huang Xun: "..."
Kong Wuying put the golden ticket into his pocket, with a natural gesture: "You can decide with my servant on the specific time."
Huang Xun was taken aback: "Servant?"
"Binbin, you decide." Kong Wuying ordered casually.
Yue Bin, who had been watching the excitement for a long time, said, "..."
Young Master Yue looked at them with a smile, and suddenly said: "Mr. Ning, it's getting late at this time, I wonder if Xiao is lucky enough to invite Mr. Ning to Fengyue Tower for a light meal?"
Fengyuelou is the number one restaurant in Yunyue City, one dish is worth a lot, and it is very affordable.
Although Kong Wuying didn't know about this, but just now, Young Master Xiao's sword beheading Han Xiu, although he didn't need it, he accepted his favor after all, it was just a meal, and it didn't take much effort, so he readily agreed.
In the most luxurious box of Fengyue Building.
Kong Wuying flipped through the menu. In all fairness, Fengyuelou's dishes are very good. They use a lot of rare ingredients to cook, even low-grade spirit beast meat. The price is extremely expensive, and it is a place that many people dream of.
But Kong Wuying was definitely not among the many people. Kong Wuying looked at the menu, and that was disgusting.
Nine-tailed anchovy, Chaotianque, golden tremella, stir-fried velvet antler, nine-flavored mushroom soup, white dragon into the sea...
None were to his taste.
Frankly speaking, when he was reborn in Mingguang Continent, besides the inexplicable hatred of the people of Mingguang for Yeying, what made him feel uncomfortable most was the food here.
Mingguang Continent has a salty taste, while Yeying Continent has a sweet taste. In fact, it is precisely his taste that is too sweet, and his people have followed suit, and his taste has been distorted by him, causing the entire Yeying Continent to become addicted to sweets.
He read the menu up and down, and then ordered a basic snack - bean curd.
The tofu curd at Fengyuelou is naturally not a street stall for five copper coins, but it is undoubtedly the cheapest item on the menu.
Xiao Yue was a little surprised: "Just order one bean curd? Order more dishes, you're welcome."
"No need, I'm not hungry." Kong Wuying insisted.
Xiao Yue sighed deep in her heart, Mr. Ning is really a gentleman. He has long seen that he may be short of money recently, otherwise he would not even care about the compensation of 100 gold coins, but he has already treated guests, but he is still afraid that he will only order a bowl of cheap bean curd for his money. , is more commendable than his alchemy talent.
Looking at Kong Wuying's thin and frail body, Xiao Yue feels distressed for no reason.
So he waved his hand and ordered, "Give me a portion of all the dishes on the menu."
Kong Wuying's tofu was served soon. The cooks of Fengyuelou carved it meticulously. The snow-white tofu was as white and tender as jade, and it was carved into the shape of a fruit. The soup is bright in color, and there are some minced meat side dishes floating next to it, which makes people's index fingers move.
Kong Wuying took a sip, his expression changed, and he frowned and spat out: "Why is it salty!"
Xiao Yue was taken aback: "Mr. Ning was joking, of course the bean curd is salty."
Kong Wuying frowned, but the fussing voice of the system came from next to his ear: "Of course the bean curd is salty, otherwise what else could it be? You can't say you want sweet bean curd, people who eat sweet bean curd are completely heretics in Mingguang !"
"Cult?"
"Of course, only those annoying Ye Ying people in the whole world eat sweet bean curd. Master, you can't say you like it. This is a taboo in Mingguang, and you may be mistaken for Ye Ying's spies..."
Having said that, the system suddenly realized something, fell into a strange silence, and then completely fell silent.
Kong Wuying ignored him, he looked at Xiao Yue who had a strange expression, and said, "The spicy one is really delicious."
Xiao Yue couldn't help laughing: "It seems that Mr. Ning likes spicy food, so try this boiled gourd."
Kong Wuying looked at the bright red dish and more red dishes pushed in front of him, his smile was a little weak.
But there is no way, the flag that I set up, I have to eat it up on my knees.
Yue Bin returned home with a somewhat vain expression. Their Yue family is a prominent family in Yunyue City, and his father is also a first-rank alchemist with a prominent position. In his eyes, the things in his eyes are like cows and horses, but he is absolutely unwilling.
Anyway, there was no third person around when we bet, so even if I didn't admit him, there was nothing I could do about it.
But this surname Ning seems to be very good at alchemy, could he secretly poison him
There was a tangle in his heart, and he bumped into his father head-on.
Yue Yang frowned, and reprimanded his son: "What does he look like when he walks frizzy at such a big age?"
"Father!" Yue Bin's face turned red and then turned pale, but he still said bitterly, "I lost the bet, someone forced me to be his slave for ten years!"
"What!" Yue Yang's face suddenly changed, and his breath became cold: "Although I, Yue, is not talented, I still have a bit of a reputation. Someone dared to force my son to be a slave. Could it be that I was dead? ?"
After eating a hot and spicy dinner, I returned home without a shadow, and my whole body was not well.
At this time, the system that had been silent for a long time suddenly spoke up: "Host, who are you...?"
In fact, he knew as early as the master oath competition that the host in front of him was not the real Ning Zhao. If Ning Zhao had this ability, how could he be in such a miserable situation.
But it doesn't matter who it is, as long as his body fits the system.
But... it now deeply suspects that the host may be a spy from Yeying Continent.
That's not going to work.
It stands to reason that it is not a product of this world, no matter which continent it is, it should be treated equally. But it has been by Chu Liyuan's side since it was conscious, and has long regarded itself as a Mingguang person through and through, and has even assumed the hatred for Yeying.
The new host is Yeyingren, this is absolutely impossible!
So it said again: "Master, you are not Ye Yingren, are you?"
Hearing this, Kong Wuying smiled, the smile was as sweet as honey: "So what if you are? So what if you are not?"
The system is stern: "Yeying people are despicable and shameless. If you are, please forgive me for not being able to be with you. Different ways do not conspire with each other. Goodbye!"
After all, the evacuation procedure is about to start.
It starts up, starts up, starts up, doesn’t start up.
Kong Wuying gently pinched the stone on his chest with his fingers, and the smile that once scared Han Xiu to urinate appeared again: "I didn't hear what you just said."
The system only feels that its data world is icy cold, and the crisis of destruction covers the whole body.
This person turned out to be...
The system quickly smiled sweetly, turning faces faster than flipping books: "It's great that you are the host, Yeyingren. I have always admired Yeyingren for his decisiveness and unparalleled wisdom. It is my honor to be able to fight with you, the host." Good luck for three lives. If you have any orders, just tell me, and I will definitely serve you." Chuchu, I'm sorry, brother is also for survival.
"Then unlock the second-grade medicine first."
"According to the regulations, the task must be completed..."
"Um?"
"Solution! Solve it now!"
Kong Wuying was disciplining the system when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
who is it? It's so late to find him.
open the door.
Yo, isn't this my new slave
Yue Bin straightened his chest. If he was alone, he might still be a little scared, but now there is his father standing behind him.
He said proudly, "Ning Zhao, you..." He had just opened his mouth when he was suddenly kicked from behind to the ground and fell to the ground.
"Ahem... what?" Yue Bin was shocked, because the one who kicked him was none other than his father standing behind him, his dear father.
I saw his normally five-person, domineering and domineering father bowed his hands to Ning Zhao respectfully, "Mr. Ning, in Xiayueyang, Gouzi lost the bet today, so I brought him here to fulfill the bet. From now on Slave is servant, let your master order, if you don't like it, just curse. If this kid dares to say anything, I will be the first to spare him!"
Yue Bin was dumbfounded.
This... is your father