Under One Person: I Become Stronger When I Break My Vows

Night falls.

Qin Shiyue didn't know about the three hundred rounds of battle between Master Jiekong and Old Fire God in the canyon, and the fact that Baowen wanted to run away from home.

But seeing that it was getting dark, he unlocked the flight mode.

Ding Ding Ding......

The phone notification sound kept coming, and Qin Shiyue didn't even look at it, and read all the notification sounds.

After a simple dinner, everyone filled their stomachs, and the younger generation started the bonfire party.

Beer, barbecue, and other ingredients are all available. I don't know where they got them.

Everyone is young, there is no generation gap, and they can let go, so the bonfire party was very lively from the beginning. Everyone was talking and laughing and feeling comfortable.

Whether it is Zhuge Qing or Zhang Chulan, they are the focus of everyone, especially Zhang Chulan.

Since the beginning of the party, I felt a chill in my crotch, and I had a bad premonition for some reason.

At this time, Qin Shiyue walked to Feilong, stretched out two fingers to Feilong, rubbed them, and said with a smile: "Donor Canglong, it's time to pay."

Feilong was still lucky, what if Monk Baozheng forgot about the outside bets, after all, monks cannot participate in gambling. Maybe he would not ask for money.

As a result, the facts proved that Feilong thought too much.

"Master Baozheng, do we have to ask for money when we are so happy?"

Feilong looked at Qin Shiyue with a sad face.

"Donor Canglong, what you said is wrong. I am helping you put down the burden in your heart. Otherwise, you will keep thinking about this matter and you will not have fun."

Qin Shiyue waved his hand and said as if he was doing it for your own good.

Feilong almost cursed out loud, but he was stronger than the person, so he still didn't dare to curse.

"Well... can we discuss it, can we pay in installments?"

Fei Long forced a smile and rubbed his hands, and asked with a little hope in his eyes.

"Donor Canglong, monks don't tell lies, and they don't want to be lied to by others. If Donor Canglong insists on his wrongdoing, I don't mind using some fists and feet."

Qin Shiyue smiled and clenched his fists, and suddenly there was a crackling sound like frying beans.

Fei Long was so scared that his fat body trembled, and he couldn't help but think of the miserable appearance of the three people of Tie Maliu in his mind.

With a sad face, he took out a bank card and handed it to Qin Shiyue.

Take the card. POS machine, swipe the card, all in one go!

Before Fei Long could feel sad, the empty bank card returned to his hand.

Looking at the balance on the text message, Fei Long seemed to have lost his soul. He sat on the ground, staring at the sky with lifeless eyes, and sadness flowed like a river.

"That... Master Baozheng."

Suddenly, a somewhat tangled voice came from behind.

Qin Shiyue looked back and found that it was not someone else who spoke, but Xiao Huoshen.

It must be said that this guy was still very fast. The originally broken teeth were repaired in an afternoon. It seems that he has used a lot of money.

Xiao Huoshen and Qin Shiyue are the existences that caused public discussion today. Now the two meet again at the bonfire party.

In an instant, they attracted everyone's attention, and those people looked at them with their eyes flickering constantly.

Looking forward to what will happen next. Will they fight again?

Although the probability is a bit low, unless Xiao Huoshen has a brain twitch, it is impossible to fight with Qin Shiyue again.

But if they really fight, how lively it will be! Many people are secretly looking forward to the two of them fighting.

Only Lu Linglong and others who organized the bonfire party had worried expressions on their faces.

Their bonfire party was not just a simple gathering.

They were determined to get a certain Shougongsha that was not shaking Bilian.

What if Qin Shiyue and Little Fire God really fought again and ruined the bonfire party?

Several people looked at each other and secretly prepared to stop the fight.

"Little Fire God, you are back. I thought you left directly."

Qin Shiyue was a little surprised that Little Fire God would come back to find him.

After all, in the original book, Little Fire God left directly after being defeated by Zhuge Qing. He did not return to Longhu Mountain.

"I am here to thank you in person. This is my toast to you!"

Little Fire God said as he drank a can of beer and handed the beer in his other hand to Qin Shiyue.

When everyone saw this scene, their pupils couldn't help but shrink.

But his expression became more and more excited! Toasting a monk, isn't this just provoking trouble? Are they really going to fight?

Qin Shiyue looked at him with a half-smile.Little Fire God had no intention of taking the beer can.

Of course, he didn't care about the rules and regulations. He also wanted to know whether Little Fire God was toasting or making trouble.

Although Little Fire God looked sincere on the surface, no one knew what he was thinking. After all, people's hearts are hidden.

And he didn't believe that Little Fire God didn't know that monks couldn't drink. After all, this was common sense.

But Qin Shiyue really misunderstood Little Fire God.

Little Fire God was in a daze at the moment, and he didn't even dare to look up at Qin Shiyue.

Even though he felt that his behavior was very shameful, he still wanted to toast Qin Shiyue in person.

As for why he had to do this, even Little Fire God himself couldn't explain it clearly.

Little Fire God saw that Qin Shiyue had no intention of taking the wine, and he became more and more uneasy. If he hadn't controlled the strength of his fingers, I'm afraid the beer can would have been crushed.

"Little Fire God, Master Baozheng has strict rules!"

Lu Linglong couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so she reminded him loudly.

Hearing this, Little Fire God suddenly raised his head, looked at Qin Shiyue's half-smiley expression, and the shiny bald head, and his whole face turned red! The embarrassment was beyond words.

He kept cursing himself in his heart, toasting a monk, which was no different from cursing.

"Yes... I'm sorry, Master Baozheng, I... didn't mean it, I really forgot."

Because of being too nervous, Little Fire God couldn't speak clearly.

To be honest, Little Fire God's state really made Qin Shiyue a little confused. He was so arrogant before, but now he was like a little girl.

But he didn't bother to think too much. Looking at Little Fire God's appearance, Qin Shiyue believed that he didn't really want to make trouble.

If Little Fire God was really acting, then Qin Shiyue would accept being deceived. It's not shameful to deceive him with a movie star-level performance.

"It's okay, I'm just not used to drinking beer."

Qin Shiyue smiled at the little fire god, then turned his head and said to Feng Baobao who was showing off his Erguotou: "Feng Baobao, can I borrow a bottle of Erguotou?"