Youth's Cultivation

Wang Xiaohu naturally saw that the two youths of Wuxing sect and Baiqiao sect gathered together in front of Ling Feiyan to pay attention, but they were not as exaggerated as the little fat man said. They were closer at most!

"Eat your food!" Wang Xiaohu continues to wolf down. The lowest here are second-order peak monsters and elixirs. If you don't eat it, you'll eat it for nothing! Contact feelings, contact a wool ah, into the secret realm, who still knows who ah!

"Boss, you finally learned to keep a low profile!" The little fat man is very happy.

"I've been keeping a low profile, okay?" Wang Xiaohu said frankly.

"Ha ha!" Little fat man, ha ha!

After wiping out a table, Wang Xiaohu hooked his hand at a table not far away. The table ticked and ran over, and the table just ticked and retreated!

"I'll go. I definitely have to get some of these things back, boss. Why don't we collect some in the storage bag later? The Baiqiao Pavilion hasn't been sold. It's estimated to be rare!" The little fat man has a pair of small eyes.

The cultivator's eyes and ears were so sharp that two or three disciples of Baiqiao sect looked at him immediately!

"Go away, I've never seen you so ashamed!" Wang Xiaohu despised and looked at the little fat man. The little fat man was just ready to admit his mistake, but he heard a voice from Wang Xiaohu, "take more, and remember the wine pot!" Wang Xiaohu actually preached. He just scolded himself in righteous words. It's shameless, too shameless! But in full view of the public, it's hard to start!

While eating and drinking, they thought about how to steal several tables and wine pots, but they didn't seem to find a suitable way. After all, there are people around. There are more than a dozen Yuan Ying friars drinking next to them. It's hard to do. For two tables, it's not worth it. In the end, they can only shelve this great plan!

"Boss, are you sure you want to keep a low profile today?" The little fat man suddenly asked.

"I've always kept a low profile!" Wang Xiaohu didn't lift his head and continued to eat the stewed meat on the plate. The cook's skill is so. He's almost catching up with the little lady of Perilla. Hey, I don't know how the Perilla is now? Turning missing into food, Wang Xiaohu eats harder. Only by eating more hard can he have the ability to get back the little lady! Wang Xiaohu gave himself a reason to be tall!

"Boss, I believe a word now. You don't ask for trouble, but trouble will come to you! I'll go back and fight for you, boss, come on! " The little fat man said, holding up a plate of lingguo in his hand and retreating!

Wang Xiaohu was puzzled. Then he looked around and immediately found out why the little fat man said so!

Because dozens of meters away, a burly young man like a bear with bulging muscles like a hill is still human? It's like a human Tyrannosaurus Rex. Wang Xiaohu's face is instantly dignified. This flesh pimple is also an individual cultivation, and the strength of refining the body is not weaker than himself, or even stronger. His flesh strength is 160000 kg. It's estimated that this flesh pimple can look like 189000!

But this flesh lump looks like trying hard with himself. What is he? His father or colluded with his daughter-in-law? Did he live next door to his house and become Lao Wang next door!

Wang Xiaohu looked around and soon understood. At the moment, the world of mortals smiled and seemed to be waiting for a good play, and gave Wang Xiaohu a few eyes!

Wang Xiaohu is inexplicably angry. This woman is mentally ill. She really thinks she has two lumps of meat on her chest. Others have to turn around her. She is mentally disabled!