Emperor Sovereign's Doting Foodie

Don't you make so much money just to spend it?

Teenagers feel like they are dreaming, but also a nightmare or a dream.

"Thank you... Thank you..." although very surprised, but thank you to express.

However, I don't know how many people will be killed by this voice.

Murong Xuan fondly touches the head of the boy. His soft hair feels very good, and his clear eyes like an angel are extremely popular. He is like a fragile Angel Doll, which makes people want to pity.

The young man's good-looking face soon attracted the attention of others in the restaurant: "this young man is very beautiful, and he looks familiar, but he can't remember where he met."

"Is that him? He is the number one of Tianxiang building. "

"Some time ago, it was the pillar of Cuihong courtyard."

"The most beautiful man in Dongli."

"I've met him. He was killed by Xuanyuan..."

With the sound of discussion around him getting louder and louder, the young man clenched his hands tightly in his upright posture, and his suppressed anger was like a white tiger in a cage, ready to burst out at any time.

Before the words behind Xuanyuan could be uttered, Murong Xuan kicked him, and the chair beside his foot hit him on the back. He vomited blood on the spot and almost died.

Hearing this, the boy raised his head in amazement. He saw that the man who was going to abuse him had been lying on the ground, spitting blood.

Looking at the youngsters around, Murong Xuan's love at the bottom of her heart becomes more and more dignified.

At that moment, the tender and unwilling youth was so pitiful, so wronged that people wanted to hold him in their arms and cherish him

Ah bah, comfort is right. I don't have that idea!

"My God, it's dead, it's dead!" The man lay on the ground and vomited blood. After he fell into a coma, other people immediately got flustered and began to escape from the restaurant like a fugitive. A group of guests sitting in the restaurant were not so lucky. They shivered and shrunk together for fear that Murong Xuan would kill them again.

Murong Xuan glanced at the comatose man in disgust and looked up at CRBT: "medical expenses!"

Cailing reluctantly took out the purple gold coin, just like sending a beggar to sprinkle it on the man.

The people who haven't had time to escape look at Murong Xuan shivering and don't understand what Murong Xuan is doing.

One side of the young man is like a frightened fawn, looking at the man lying on the ground unconscious, for a moment, I don't know whether he is dead or not. Even if he is dead, the money is enough to buy his life.

"Nvxia, spare your life, nvxia, spare your life!"

"We don't know him. We don't know him."

"Young master, please forgive me, female Xia..."

No one thought that Murong Xuan would be so cruel. Those people who were curled up in the corner looked at Murong Xuan with trembling eyes full of fear.

"Go away!" Murong Xuan's frosty eyes make everyone shiver. Without waiting for Murong Xuan to move, "whoosh", everyone runs away, including the waiter.

Murong Xuan wants to take the boy to leave directly, but the boy's eyes are evasive. He holds his hands tightly, and the palm of his hand is pinched with blood.

Murong Xuan saw that he pinched out the bloodstain, and he was more distressed than himself. He immediately took the best medicine and daubed it on him: "what are you doing?"

Looking at Murong Xuan's application of medicine, the boy's expression was slightly stiff: "you..."

"What are you doing? You don't care for yourself. Who else will care for you? " Murong Xuan is a little angry. She wants to give him the best, but he doesn't care for himself.

The young man was a little stunned. He watched Murong Xuan for a long time, and then he nodded his head. He didn't know whether he really listened or was scared by Murong Xuan.

He... He was just a little worried. He was mentioned about his dirty past. He was afraid that Murong Xuan would be angry. Then, he didn't want him.

The boy was dull for a moment.

She doesn't want to be herself. Shouldn't she be happy? Why do you worry?

"Tianxianglou and zuihongyuan? Who else? " Murong Xuan's voice is a little cool, and the color bell on one side has already felt the intention of killing.

Miss, are you angry? Angry to kill?

Cailing looked at the boy incredulously. The boy was really good-looking, but the young lady was not yancon. If yancon, the young lady would not be indifferent to the leader of Chiba.

The boy opened his lips slightly and looked at Murong Xuan for a while. Then he said, "do you... Do you dislike me?"

Murong Xuan is very beautiful. The more she looks, the more beautiful she looks. Moreover, she has a faint fluorescence, just like the moonlight coming from her body. She is cool, elegant and beautiful.

"How could it be?" Murong Xuan asked back, reached out and put the boy in his arms: "I said I would take care of you all my life. You have to believe me."

With that, Murong Xuan can't help rubbing the boy's hair. Although he wants to touch his face, Murong Xuan is afraid that he misunderstands that he is the same kind of person, so he forcibly restrains.

"And you?" The young man looked at the unconscious man on the ground. He was covered with purple gold coins, and his eyes were almost blind.

It is said that the Murong family is as rich as the country. Now it seems that it is.

"I will kill all those who have insulted you, no matter who they are." Murong Xuan's voice was very light, but it fell to the young man's heart like a huge mountain.

The young man looked up at Murong Xuan in amazement, and saw Murong Xuan pursed her lips slightly. The lips gently pulled out a radian, like a smile, like a cold, but the warm light of her eyes let the young man know that she really wanted to help herself.

The young man buried in Murong Xuan's arms only felt the warmth he had never felt before. Just like Murong Xuan's arms, it was warm and fragrant.

However, murongxuan's tianzihao dark Wei, who is protecting murongxuan in the dark, feels that his life span has been shortened by more than half.

Should Murong Xuan report to the patriarch about other men's affairs?

I always feel that the Lord will lose control of his emotions when he knows about it!

Tian Zi Hao's Secret Wei heart is filled up: Miss Murong, can you let the little one live two more years for the sake of being a bull and a horse?

On that day, tianxianglou and zuihongyuan were killed.

No one thought that Murong Xuan's hand would be thousands or tens of thousands of purple gold coins!

Although tianxianglou and zuihongyuan are the top brothels in Dongli, now Dongli is occupied by Xuanyuan people. It's hard for them to survive, let alone open a shop to do business. With murongxuan's move, there's no doubt that the two busts have been sold.

To everyone's surprise, Murong Xuan spent money to buy Tianxiang building and zuihongyuan. In the end, he demolished the two houses directly, even without any wood left.

The two brothels, which used to be magnificent, are now empty, which is really amazing.

Spent so much money to buy those two brothels, only to tear them down?

Such a big waste of money really stunned the onlookers.

At the same time, the teahouse on the next two streets got the news, but there was a lot of discussion: "this man is really good. He has changed one gold owner after another."

"Why else is he the number one?"

"Who can guarantee how long this gold Lord will spoil him? No matter how beautiful a man is, one day he will be tired of being seen

"Before I gave him to Xuanyuan state, I didn't kill him. This man is really lucky!"

"Anyone who touches him will have bad luck for eight generations. What about Murong Xuan's money? One day I will be killed by that man The speaker's eyes were fixed on the teacup in front of him, as if he was looking at the boy through the teacup.

The other friends looked at the talking man's legs and were silent for a moment.

On the street.

"It's a fine day today. Let's go and buy you two suits." Murong Xuan looked at the boy's eyes, only feeling that his clothes were too monotonous.

Her brother is so beautiful that he should be more beautiful.

Soon, Murong Xuan takes the boy and Cailing to a clothes shop.

There are not only ready-made clothes, but also some excellent fabrics in the clothing shop to meet the customized needs of customers.

"If you look so good, you should wear such a beautiful dress. However, this dress doesn't match you. Boss, take out your best cloth and I'll customize it again." Murong Xuan shouts loudly, and the boss runs out in a hurry, for fear that he will neglect the distinguished guest.

When Murong Xuan first arrived in Dongli, he used to go shopping with Chiba Muyu and Xuanyuan Lixiang. He was so forthright that he envied others. However, at that time, Murong Xuan chose some herbal medicine stores, or Warcraft goods stores, and didn't look at their clothes shops. Now, the local tyrants finally began to send them to his home.

"Custom? No problem. How many would you like to order The shopkeeper excitedly took the book and writing brush and wrote down.

"This is the drawing, this style, each set of seven colors, this style, each set of seven colors, and the three latest models recommended by your store just now, each set of five colors and each style." Murong Xuan said boldly, but the color bell on one side of his mouth was pumping. He was so sad that he couldn't do it.

So much money, miss, do you really feel no pain at all when you spend it?

Just because of what she said just now, does the young lady want to throw a lot of money for her youth?

Cailing said that she couldn't accept it, because when the young lady took him out shopping, she heard those people talking about the young man. She said that the young man had got up with a rich man again. She didn't know how long the rich man could spoil him. As a result, the young lady would spend a lot of money to buy clothes for him?

Even the young master has never been treated like this.

It's not that CRBT is exaggerating. Murong Xuan thinks more about money and jewelry than herself. Who dares to move miss's money, miss can fight with that person.