After dressing as a villain, I helped the whole family clean up

Chapter 17

At this time, when the Wulin Contest kicks off, this is the first round - the wheel battle.

Everyone will stand on the stage for an hour, if there is no challenge, they will stand for an hour, and if they are challenged, they will fight for an hour.

At the beginning of the match, naturally there will not be any powerful figures. Such people tend to be arrogant and feel that those warriors who make up the numbers are not worthy of fighting with them.

It is precisely this kind of state of mind that makes the current martial arts more and more complacent.

Maybe there are still a few who can fight, but because they gradually cannot find opponents in the martial arts, they gradually lose the opportunity to break through.

There is no way, anyone who dares to put down his face and reputation to fight life and death is a ruthless person, no matter whether his opponent can beat him or not, he is unwilling to fight with him, because there is no benefit.

"Ah."

Luo Bingchuan drank the tea in one gulp, and when he put down the cup, a light sneer came out of his mouth.

At this time, the person standing on the stage seemed to be the head of a gang, and those in uniform in the teahouse should be his disciples. Hearing that someone was disrespectful to the head, naturally he couldn't sit still.

Snapped!
A sword inlaid with precious stones slapped on the table in front of Luo Bingchuan, knocking the pot of lotus heart tea that he liked to the ground, and after a crisp sound, he was crushed to pieces.

Seeing this scene, Luo Bingchuan's eyes suddenly glared at the visitor, and the momentum around him no longer restrained, wantonly impacting the visitor's spiritual power.

Not only the visitors couldn't bear this aura, but also the other people in the teahouse couldn't bear it either. They knelt on the ground one after another, feeling as if their hearts that had been clenched by one hand relaxed a bit.

Luo Bingchuan closed his eyes and forced himself to take a deep breath.

"You pay me for my tea!"

He promised his daughter that he would no longer kill easily, and the purpose of his trip was the reward that was only given to the leader - the Yaoyue Whip, and he couldn't let these bastards mess up the business.

Maybe people are like that, bullying the weak and fearing the hard.

When they found out that Luo Bingchuan had a frightening demeanor, but in the end he only asked them to pay for the tea, several people couldn't control it.

"Hey, I thought it was some kind of powerful character, so it was just for a pot of tea?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, brother, you need to know that not everyone is as well-educated as we are."

"That's right, the senior brother will pay the few taels of silver."

One of them looked very thin, with a sallow complexion standing among the crowd, his complacent face was paired with resentful eyes, really hot eyes.

Luo Bingchuan was too lazy to listen to these bastards talking nonsense, and with a wave of his hand, the group of people rolled down the stairs one after another.

He didn't kill any living beings, if someone's life is bad and happens to kowtow to the head, it has nothing to do with him.

Luo Bingchuan called the waiter again and served a new pot of lotus heart tea.

As the teahouse's apology to Luo Bingchuan, it satisfied his desire to take away two catties of lotus heart tea.

Luo Bingchuan left contentedly, and the shopkeeper of the teahouse was watching him leave with a pale face, forcing a smile on his face.

When Luo Bingchuan's figure disappeared, the shopkeeper wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, turned his head away, and said sharply: "Keep my eyes open, and if anyone dares to disturb this master, let me Wash your neck and wait!"

When Luo Yingying received two catties of lotus heart tea, the first thing she thought about was the fight for hegemony in the dance forest.

She remembered very clearly that lotus heart tea was Lin Ya'er's favorite in the original text, and as the heroine, she was a more traditional kind of gentle and virtuous, which matched very well with lotus heart tea, a tea with an elegant fragrance.

It's all because she played too crazy with Du Bingyan recently, and almost forgot the plot.

This is also the plot she is going to change, because in the original text, Luo Bingchuan is the leader of Wulin Fighting for Hegemony, but Yaoyue Whip is in the hands of Lin Ya'er.

Luo Yingying still didn't understand the twists and turns, but she understood that as long as her father won the Yaoyue whip, there would be no accidents when she opened her mouth.

After figuring this out, Luo Yingying boldly went to play with Du Bingyan, but this time she seemed to be in a good mood and forgot the time to go back.

It was late at night, Luo Yingying skated roller skates on the flat surface specially packed out for her by the Sun Moon Sect members, and soon came to the door of the room, and only after tiptoeing in did she realize that she was hungry.

"Grumbling..."

She sighed and rubbed her belly with her small hands.

"Stop barking, I'm hungry too."

With that said, Luo Yingying opened the door and walked towards the kitchen under the moonlight.

"Wow, there are so many delicious dishes!"

Just as Luo Yingying was eating happily, she suddenly heard a light cough coming from behind her.

She had just put the peach blossom cake into her mouth, when she heard the sound, she subconsciously looked up and saw that it was Sang Yu, so she felt relieved.

As long as it's not Uncle Qingyue, otherwise he will have to talk about eating at night.

"Brother Ayu, Yingying is hungry, are you hungry too?"

In fact, Sang Yu was not hungry, he just had something on his mind, so he went out for a walk, and only came to the kitchen when he heard the noise.

But when he heard these words, he nodded in a strange way.

It's not that Luo Yingying is reluctant, it's just that the peach blossom cake in her hand is the last piece, and she took a bite out of it.

Thinking that she had already eaten a lot, but Sang Yu was still hungry, Luo Yingying sent her hand to him reluctantly.

"Brother Ayu, eat this side, I have never bitten it before."

For some reason, seeing Luo Yingying's stingy appearance, Sang Yu only thought it was cute.

He shook his head and declined.

"Put this aside and eat it after you finish eating the noodles."

With that said, he walked towards the place where the flour was kept.

Perhaps, this is the only survival skill he learned while living in the palace?
Sang Yu looked at the bowl of noodles with clear soup and little water in his hand, and shyly put a few freshly washed vegetables into the pot.

When he put the boiled vegetables into the bowl, his ears twitched slightly.

A sound of sucking saliva sounded from the side.

Sensing Sang Yu's gaze, Luo Yingying turned her eyes away from the noodles and looked at him.

Sang Yu smiled, with a sly look in his eyes.

"You're drooling."

Luo Yingying followed Sang Yu's gaze, and raised her hand to touch the corner of her mouth in embarrassment.

Eh?What did you do?

Luo Yingying immediately realized that Sang Yu had lied to her because of something wrong with her hands, and her small face wrinkled instantly.

"Brother Ayu is bad, Yingying is angry!"

As he said that, he turned his head away, as if he didn't want to look at Sang Yu again.

It's just that Sang Yuju looked condescendingly, and after the little girl turned around, she was able to concentrate on looking at the bowl of noodles.

Seeing that the little girl liked his craftsmanship, Sang Yu picked up the bowl of noodles and put it on the table.

"The noodles are ready, let's eat."

Hearing this, Luo Yingying instantly forgot what she said before, walked over to the table, and sat down obediently.

When Sang Yu came back with chopsticks, he saw black lines on the face of the noodle with only half a bowl of soup left.

"No one is robbing you, so eat slowly!"

(End of this chapter)