100 Types of Sweet Pampered Wife

Chapter 343 Come for Luo Xiaoxi!

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The door was pushed open.

A man in a cloak walks in.

He walked slowly to Mr. Miao and sat down slowly.

"Come, taste the Dahongpao that I have cherished for a long time." Mr. Miao did not look at the man, and brewed Kung Fu tea by himself.

At the same time, the man was also silent, watching Mr. Miao's operation indifferently.

Soon, Mr. Miao pushed a cup of tea over.

The man glanced at him, picked up the tea silently, and took a sip casually. "Good tea."

"I have treasured this tea for more than ten years, just for today's moment." Mr. Miao smiled, and said softly, "It's great if you like it."

"Miao Xin, after all these years, are you still obsessed with obsession?" The man put down the tea in his hand, stared at Mr. Miao, and said calmly.

Mr. Miao's face froze, he raised his eyes, and met the man's eyes, with unwillingness and indignation shining in his eyes. "Heh, I, Miao Xin, have experienced countless food battles in my life. I have lost and won, but I have never lost so ugly or so shameful."

"Since then, I have sworn that I will find you to avenge my shame."

"That's it, you have been waiting for me for more than ten years?" the man said lightly.

Mr. Miao breathed a sigh of relief and regained his composure. "That's right! What's the point of waiting ten years, twenty years for the sake of revenge?"

The man fell silent.

I have to say that Mr. Miao's obsession surprised him.A person has waited so many years for a revenge.

"At the beginning, when I heard that you were dead, I was the first one who didn't believe it." Mr. Miao twitched the corners of his mouth, and said disdainfully, "How can a genius like you die so badly. I believe you will definitely come back."

"I understand." The man stood up slowly and looked at Mr. Miao. "Since you are so persistent, let me untie your knot today."

Mr. Miao's eyes lit up, flashing with a high-spirited fighting spirit, and his originally stooped back became tall and straight. "Hahaha, I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

Boom!

For a moment, an astonishing aura emanated from Mr. Miao's body, and this aura turned into a raging dragon, continuously roaring at the man behind him.

"Have you cultivated your culinary skills to the subtlest level?" The man raised his eyebrows. When he had a duel with Mr. Miao in the past, he was still in the middle of the realm. Unexpectedly, more than ten years later, he has reached the middle level of subtlety. "It's amazing to be able to reach this level after staying in the outside world for more than ten years."

"Hehe, you will never imagine how I have suffered all these years. No matter what, everything will come to an end today."

The man nodded and changed the topic. "This time, apart from getting to know you, there is another thing."

"Say." Mr. Miao frowned and looked at the man suspiciously.

"If you lose, please give me the Yulong Urn." The man looked at Mr. Miao firmly.

Mr. Miao's pupils shrank, his eyes darkened slightly, and he sneered: "Hehe, you really came for Luo Xiaoxi!"

The man looked at him indifferently, without denying it.

"I promise you. I lose, and the Yulong Urn is yours." Mr. Miao nodded. This Yulong Urn was originally prepared for Liu Xianli, so that he would have the strength to crush Luo Xiaoxi.

Once the Yulong Urn is missing, Liu Xianli's winning rate will be greatly reduced, and this is probably the purpose of the man in front of him.

"Thank you." The man said indifferently, then his eyes darkened, and an aura erupted, as if thousands of beasts were roaring...

(End of this chapter)