Otherworldly Evil Monarch

Chapter 110, are you so difficult to serve?

Jun Moxie shakes his waist and shakes his hand. He waved his hand to Xiao Er. He was honestly invited to drink dishes. He didn’t pay attention to the expensive price of the dishes. He directly called a large table, and sent the shop Xiao Er’s fart to the top. Tea, then told the kitchen to prepare quickly.

In front of this handsome boy, it is rich people, this seat, but can make a big profit. But there is to know that the noble son in front of the eyes is indeed a veritable hollow big daddy, no food for a dish, a big table dish is no money to drop!

"What is your name?" The black man on the opposite side looked at Jun Moxie, and his eyes were still barely undulating. Jun Moxie discovered that this guy can actually cultivate to the point of view and change at any time and can be constant and strange!

"Must ask the name? The name is just a mark, so what are you doing?" Jun Moxie looked at him helplessly: "How good is the drink? Drinking wine, you are leaving, I am leaving me, 岂Not happy?"

"Fat! You are another detective and behind-the-scenes tracking. After chasing after the son, you are generally annoyed with flies. Is it just to drink a drink with me? Is it so stupid?" He replied: "Let's play with the imaginary son, what is the purpose, and say it!"

"Well, I am telling the truth, why are you so arrogant and vocal?" Jun Mo’s seemingly sincere Wen Wen smiled and made a heart-warming gesture. The look on his face became more and more serious.

Although the black man was indifferent, he could not help but be inspired by him. He asked coldly: "What is the reason?"

Jun Moxie’s heart and lungs said: “In fact, the real reason is the sauce purple drop: When I first saw you, I found out that you are like a firefly in the darkness, and it’s impossible to cover up in the night. Eye-catching, although the sea of ​​people is like a wave, but a man like you, no matter where you go, you stand out from the crowd and stand out from the crowd; it really makes me admire... Your heroic posture gives me a strong sense of dizziness. Let me feel that if you can't ask you to drink this wine, it is simply a sinful sin, even if you are deeply guilty of Sansei III, you can't make up for one of my hearts and regret that the intestines are broken. That kind of severe pain and painful regret...so although I don’t have the money, I am still resolutely asking you to drink..."

"Stop!" The indifference of the black man's face finally changed, and the transcendental look that ignored the sentient beings in the eyes finally undulated. I saw him look up, rolled his eyes and looked at the ceiling for a long time, a pair of eyes that would faint in the past, then shook his head twice, and suddenly took a table: "Mixed things! What the **** are you talking about? You Is it a human speech?"

"Don't I still understand enough? I mean, actually...you have a relationship with me! Love is in the world, last life, I am a man, you are a woman..." Jun Moxie is full of seriousness, affectionate and affirmative The way, the look in the eyes, full of sincerity is beyond doubt: "...you are my wife!"

"Let your mother's fart! Why don't you die!" The black man's cultivation for thousands of years is instantly gone, and a face is also the color of the bottom of the pot, the two hands on the table. At the speed visible to the naked eye, a layer of goose bumps appeared. The body that was originally stable like a mountain also shook slightly. It seemed to be a cold night, not a cold...

"I know that you have doubts, but this is true." Jun Moxie said with a deep pain: "If you still don't believe it, you can go underground and ask, although our relatives in the last life are gone, but the soul is still there. If you can ask, I believe they will definitely give you a positive answer! So you should always believe it?! My good deeds!"

Go ask? I will kill myself first and then ask?! Someone? Shit is a good person! The black man who was about to collapse held the table with both hands and made a pair of postures that would rise up. He bit his teeth, his eyes were burning with flames, and even the gasping was heavy, and there was a sound, one word and one sentence: "Kid, do you think this son is very fun? Is your kid knowing how to write dead words?"

As I spoke, the blue veins on my forehead also leaped, and there was some frenzied anger in my eyes!

For more than a thousand years, it seems that no one has ever been able to breathe himself to such a degree; at any time, he is keeping the ambiguity of the turbidity of the world, even in the face of the pursuit of the whole world, No change in color, detachment, even if it is a life of nine deaths, but also a calm and calm, from the heart of the desire; but today encountered this kid, how so rare he was broken by a few words! How can your own mood be so unstable? ?

However, what he said is also awkward... disgusting... It seems that no one can stand it?

"Look at you... I said there is no purpose, you have to let me say; but I really said... you don't believe it!" Jun Moxie's innocent spreader: "You are so difficult to serve?"

He said, he squeezed his eyes: "I will say it again... even if I really have a purpose, do you think that you will tell me if you ask me? You seem to be too naive, even though the innocent people are very cute. However, it is a very difficult thing to survive on these waves of rivers and lakes. Although you are very good, it is not enough to cope with the strange and unpredictable rivers and lakes. You have to listen to me... "Jun Mo's evil spirits are long and teaches."

The black man suddenly spit out a long breath, and this tone, which blew for five minutes, blew the opposite side of Jun Moxie’s speech, and the hair fluttered. It can be seen that the previous suffocation has reached the peak of the ordinary people's lung capacity can not bear more unbearable ...

He then slammed the table and shouted: "Small two! How can the wine not come up yet? Do you want to plant it in the field now?! Give the speed to Laozi! Is it not easy to find it?"

He doesn't look at his head, he doesn't look at Jun Moxie, lest he see the wicked little white face again, and he will not be able to resist the danger of exposing his injuries. He will also force his shot and make this kid lively. Pull down the annoying tongue!

There is also some helplessness in my heart: Laozi has lived for more than a thousand years, and he has not seen such a good person! It’s too fucking... it’s mad!

In the past life, you are a woman, I am a man, you are my wife... This son is really relying on it! Just relying on this son to live for more than a thousand years, enough for your kid to turn to the next decade? !

The black man turned his eyelids weakly and suddenly felt that this time came out, it was a great mistake! If you know that you will encounter such a best product, then the son would rather stay in the seal for another five hundred years...

"Oh... the amount, this younger brother." Jun Moxie smiled twice with a creepy voice, and he said happily: "What is the name of Gao?"

"This old...the younger brother!?" The black man's face rose sharply and covered with black lines. The toothache generally took a sigh of coldness, and the fangs licked his head and cried. The tone: "You **** will not be the words, is the ancestors of your ancestors' ancestors, the ancestors of the eight generations...and the qualification of a son who is called a son! understand?!!!"

"Amount, understand, I am a respectful name, you are not happy... that... this old brother, you are Geng Geng this year?" Jun Moxie immediately changed his name, and the faction was a good-looking style.

The black man squatted on the table, grabbed his hair with both hands, and tore two times. He screamed in pain with a voice that was almost weak and mad. "Can you **** shut up?! Don't talk Can you die?!"

"It’s okay to not talk, it’s not a matter of life and death. Isn’t it the old brother’s name? The younger brother? Brother? Brother? Do you like it?... Don’t look at it with such fierce eyes. People, people's careful liver fluttering and jumping straight... In fact, this is the crown of the building, the wine is very delicious. The last time I came to eat once, the taste... really a scent... the last time was someone else Treat, it’s a great treat, it’s my turn to treat, but I didn’t bring silver...”

Jun Mo Xie fluttered the color of the dance, the aftertaste of the grin, suddenly asked: "Everything... Although I said good today, I am doing the East... But you... really did not bring money? Money is the silver coin , the amount, gold is OK... I really didn't bring it?"

The black man’s head on the table lifted up slightly, and squatted twice on the table, giving a sigh of sorrow to the extreme...

"Nothing is okay... Don't have to be so painful..." Jun Moxie patted his chest and comforted him: "Do not worry! Don't you have a meal? It's not a shame to forget to bring money. Everyone has this kind of thing." Experience, I said that I treat you, they will not say that you eat white food, I told you that the last time I arrived..."

The black man looked up in tears and looked at the young master of the greatness. He was very a bit of a mountain. He suddenly grabbed the hands of Jun Moxie and swayed hard. He wanted to cry without tears: "Brother ...I told you to be a brother? I have been in my life... for more than 1300 years, I have never served anyone, but today, I really took you... Are you closing your mouth? Are you shutting up?! My brother, ah!"

Later, the black man was already screaming loudly there, while he used his forehead to "smash" the table... this painful look, let anyone see it, the oil However, the meaning of sympathy - how this is like being smashed by hundreds of heads of sacred daisy, and the sacred beast should be the level and tonnage of the bear lion and tiger...

The sound is really too big, and it is just the meal at the moment. Everyone on the first floor of the bullet-roof building turned to look at this side. It looks like a burning eye. What does this mean, my brother’s brother, what’s going on, the movement Still so big.

Jun Moxie laughed twice, and some apologized for a circle, explained: "Sorry, I can't help you. My brother has a sheep, and it's a normal, normal person..."

A sound of ‘oh~~~’ that suddenly realized.

"You have a sheep epilepsy! You **** the whole family have a sheep epilepsy!" The black man shook his arms, and the sorrow and anger screamed, his face full of anger! A body, twitching like a broken chrysanthemum in the wind...

It’s really anxious...