Small farmer's portable field

Chapter 937

"What?"

The old man came over.

Tian Ermiao glanced back at him, then turned her head back and said to Kang Sheng, "How do you want to deny it?"

Kang Sheng gritted his teeth and threw a bag to Tian Ermiao.

Tian Ermiao swept his mind and said, "There are only 1000 yuan of spirit stones, and the remaining 1000 yuan can be collected at home and written down as an IOU."

"IOU..." Kang Sheng looked extremely unnatural.

"It is forbidden to gamble privately in the Colosseum. If you want to gamble, you must pass through the Colosseum." The old man said.

"Yes, yes, yes." Kang Sheng relaxed.

Tian Ermiao narrowed her eyes, "Your Colosseum represents everything?"

"If you still want to come to the Colosseum, you'd better listen to me."

After finishing speaking, the old man strode away and left a sentence: "Come with me!"

Kang Sheng hurriedly followed.

Tian Ermiao's eyes were cold, "Don't think this is the end."

Kang Sheng didn't dare to turn his head back.

"You are really Tian Ermiao, guess..."

Tian Ermiao interrupted Yan Qishui, "You are the guarantor, if I don't want to come for the 1000 yuan spirit stone, I will have to find you."

"Ah..." The smile on Yan Qishui's face froze for a moment.

Tian Ermiao strode away.

Everyone watched him off.

Yan Qishui laughed at himself and walked towards the door.

Tian Ermiao was still coming to the Colosseum, so he didn't make matters worse.

What he thought was that when he succeeded in practicing Zhutian swordsmanship, or got his own space ring from Wu Zhou, then he would not be so easy to talk about.

At that time, he will really kill people!
Tian Ermiao went to an inn and locked herself in the room.

Digesting today's harvest.

Fighting is indeed the best way to comprehend spells.

The Tianzhu swordsmanship he mastered now has obviously improved a lot.

If he faced Kang Liuwang now, Kang Liuwang would have no chance to escape.

It was night when he sat down.

Get out, go downstairs.

I found a place to sit down in the lobby on the first floor and ordered a few dishes.

The people around are talking about different things.

Tian Ermiao also heard someone talking about the Baoge auction.

He thought about whether he should go to Baoge first.

The meal is served.

While eating, Tian Ermiao listened to the conversations of the people around her, sifting through useful information.

However, he was disappointed to hear news about Wu Zhou every day.

In fact, it is not surprising that Wu Zhou's strength cannot be too strong, and naturally there are fewer people who know him.

"Yan Qishui is in this restaurant."

"Yan Qishui? What is he doing here?"

"It seems to be looking for someone. I heard that Yan Qishui is very nervous."

"The person who can make Yan Qishui nervous... What kind of old monster is that?"

"Who knows."

"Yan Qishui, I can see him again today, hehe."

"anthomaniac."

"What's wrong? I just like Yan Qishui."

"Yan Qishui..." Tian Ermiao laughed lowly.

He wondered if Yan Qishui came to send Lingshi.

However, his laughter fell into the ear of a female nun at the next table, and the female nun was furious, "We are discussing Yan Qishui, why are you laughing? It sounds like you are mocking Yan Qishui!"

Tian Ermiao raised her head and glanced at her. This female cultivator should be a crazy fan or something.

Therefore, Tian Ermiao ignored it.

Being ignored, the female cultivator became even angrier. She came over, patted the table, and said, "Say!"

"What?" Tian Ermiao frowned slightly.

"Why do you laugh at Yan Qishui?" the nun called out, "You can laugh at people like Yan Qishui?"

"Are you okay?" Tian Ermiao snorted.

"You..." The female cultivator turned pale with anger.

"Humph!"

A male nun at the same table as the female nun threw a chopstick.

The chopsticks flew towards Tian Ermiao.

Tian Ermiao just squinted her eyes, and the chopsticks stopped in mid-air.

Then, Tian Ermiao's fingers moved slightly.

Whoosh!
The chopsticks flew upside down.

laugh!
The chopsticks were stuck on the shoulder of the male cultivator, and the male cultivator cried out in pain: "Ah!"

"You... hurt people?" The nun's eyes widened.

"It's he who wants to hurt me, but he has no ability." Tian Ermiao said.

"What a shame!" Another male cultivator with a pair of eagle eyes stood up, "Look if I have any skills!"

"You have no skills." Tian Ermiao replied.

"court death!"

A flying sword flew out, stabbing at Tian Ermiao's eyebrows.

Tian Ermiao raised her hand and easily clamped the flying sword.

"Hmm..." The eagle-eyed male cultivator opened his eyes.

Then, he saw the flying sword he shot flying back.

His pupils are getting bigger and bigger, and the pupils are full of flying swords.

laugh!
The flying sword pierced through his head.

The eagle-eyed male cultivator fell on his back, and he couldn't die any more.

After killing someone, it naturally attracted the attention of all the diners.

"The members of the Loose Cultivation Alliance are dead, this is going to be a big deal." Someone said.

"It's true that something big is going to happen, Yan Qishui is in this restaurant."

"It's like this, there's a good show to watch."

"..."

"You...you kill people..." The female cultivator stepped back.

"He is the one who wants to kill me, he has no ability." Tian Ermiao said.

"Do you know that we are members of the casual cultivator alliance?" the female cultivator said.

"I didn't know it before, but I know it now, but what does it matter?" Tian Ermiao said indifferently.

boom!
The male cultivator with a chopstick sticking out of his shoulder stood up and ran, brought the bench down, and ran towards the stairs.

He was going to find Yan Qishui.

Tian Ermiao ignored it and continued to eat.

On the second floor, in a room, Yan Qishui was talking with a beautiful woman, talking about what he saw and heard in the Colosseum today.

The woman frowned slightly, "You said Guess that you valued him in particular... the Colosseum is really..."

"It's all true." Yan Qishui now thinks about the scene of Tian Ermiao killing the flame lion, and he still looks unbelievable. He said: "He is in the restaurant."

"He's here?" the woman exclaimed.

"Yes, I was going to find him." Yan Qishui said.

"Well, I'll go take a look with you."

As soon as the woman's voice fell, the door was pushed open.

"There's no manners!" Yan Qishui scolded angrily.

"Dead, dead." The male cultivator shouted.

"What's going on? Who died?" Yan Qishui looked at the chopsticks on the male cultivator's shoulder, and asked again, "Who did it?"

"In the lobby on the first floor, there is a young man." The male cultivator replied.

"Go down and have a look," the woman said.

"Ah."

Yan Qishui walked out with a gloomy face.

"Yan Qishui, ah, Gong Congyun is here, so it's crushed."

"Every day I read it occasionally, someone will seek death, hey."

"Just take care of yourself."

"Look, Yan Qishui and Gong Congyun have come down."

When the female cultivator saw Yan Qishui and Gong Congyun, her confidence returned, and she shouted at Tian Ermiao: "You laughed at Yan Qishui first, and then hurt and killed people. eyes!"

Then, she greeted Yan Qishui and Gong Congyun, and said, "It's him!"

"Turn your face away," Yan Qishui said.

"Are you here to give me a spirit stone?"

Tian Ermiao turned her head slowly.

(End of this chapter)