C102

March is the planting season, the breeding season, the growing season!

Today, all the implications of spring appear in this little tavern. The meaning of growth and survival was concentrated within a bowl of ordinary Yang Spring Noodle Soup. A light broth suffused the air and sowed a half-dead seed in everyone's heart.

Everyone was watching the little beggar eat the noodles. They watched as his dirty hands scooped up the noodles and slowly put them into his mouth. Then, they slowly chewed and swallowed. It was as if this first year of filth had become the work of a master of the arts, and between the hands and the feet, a spirit had poured into their simple, beautiful, or dirty hearts.

"You …" The little beggar finished the noodles with rapt attention and licked the bowl several times. The white porcelain bowl became even brighter than the one he had just cleaned. Satisfied, he looked up and saw that everyone was looking at him. He couldn't help but speak, but he suppressed the rest of his words when he thought of his lowly status as a beggar.

"Why are you all looking at me? "Could it be that I've lost too much face by eating it, and lost this lord's face?"

With a sense of guilt, the little beggar looked towards the Chang Residence. When he saw its appearance, he couldn't help but be shocked. At the same time, he heaved a sigh of relief.

"This lord's way of eating is … so ugly!"

"You're done eating! Would you like another bowl? "

Chang Lou held the spirit creature's bowl and drank the broth boldly. His appearance was even more boorish and free and easy than the wine man.

The soup spilled from the corner of his mouth and trickled down his chin. It splattered on the black martial arts uniform, leaving a few spots on it.

"I won't eat anymore! "Lord, if you still want to eat, I … I can still pay you silver!"

The little beggar knew in his heart how much he could eat, this small bowl of noodles was at most half full, but if he was able to eat now, then sooner or later he would not be able to eat. He would starve for real, and perhaps that meal would take his life, so he did not dare to overdraw and eat the food that would save him in the future. However, Chang Lou had done him a favor. The little beggar knew how to repay the favor, so he had to pay for this bowl of noodles! He got the money for the bowl even when he was hungry.

"Gu gu …" The sound of his stomach rumbling once again rang out.

Chang Lou looked at the beggar and laughed out loud, saying, "Don't worry, little brother. Boss Lou can still afford to pay for these two bowls of noodles! Boss Lou said, "Right?"

The owner of the tavern waved his fan and glared at Chen Xiaolian who was standing beside him. "Did you hear that? This lord wants two bowls of noodles. It's good!"

Chen Xiaolian froze for a moment before charging into the kitchen.

Chang Lou stood up and patted the beggar's shoulder, exhorting him, "You can eat here now. I'll go discuss with the boss if we can get a discount after eating so much."

Under the little beggar's confused and stunned gaze, Chang Lou and Han Ying followed Boss Lou up to the second floor!

Boss Lou entered a lavishly decorated private room, followed by the standing room.

"Hello everyone!"

There were more than ten people in the room. Each of them had a long breath and possessed extraordinary strength. The strongest one was similar to Chang Lou in strength and exuded a thick aura. It was obvious that he was a peak Xiantian expert. The weakest one was also full of killing intent and was at the first level of the Innate realm.

Chang Lou gave these people a cordial greeting, but it was locked on by a dozen powerful auras, and the soul pressure came crashing over like a wave.

Under the onslaught of the waves, Chang Lou stood as still as a rock, smashing the waves into pieces.

"So powerful!" Could this person be a Natal Opening Realm expert? "

Dozens of people were shocked by the powerful soul of Chang Lou, but very soon, joy appeared on their faces. At this moment of life and death, a Natal Opening Realm expert was like a coal in the snow and a fan in the sweat.

When he sat down, he wiped the sweat off his forehead. The way these guys greeted him was truly strange. Fortunately, he had an extraordinary talent and his soul was comparable to that of a Natal Opening Realm expert. Otherwise, he would have been knocked into a fool.

Han Liu and Han Ying also walked in. Both of their auras were ice-cold and incomparably cold. They were very similar to those cold killers who could see through life and death. Seeing these two follow Chang Lou, this group of people had already divided them into their own subordinates. They couldn't help but feel overjoyed, with these two joining them, it would be even easier for them to win, at least the casualties would be reduced, and perhaps they would be among those who survived.

"What are you guys doing?" Covered in black at the back, the panting monster held onto the door frame and took a deep breath.

"Bringing a woman onto the battlefield is unreliable!"

"Strongly looking down on him!"

"This woman is so attractive!"

The moment the monster appeared, the image of Chang Lou's expert was trampled and disappeared. In such a dangerous moment of life and death, this friend of his actually wanted to pick up a girl. This made him worry about this friend of his's fighting will and fighting strength.

"Good!" Now that we're all here, let me introduce these few people to everyone! " After glancing at the monster, Boss Lou closed his fan. He wanted to familiarize his subordinates with his army of friends. As for whether they were friendly troops or not, the astute and astute Boss Lou believed that if they were not friendly troops, they would not have come here, and he would not have let them come here.

"This is Young Noble Han!" These were his friends! They have a common enemy with us, and that is the God of Slaughter that is pressing down on us until we can't even lift our heads! "

Boss Lou pointed at the building, then at Han Liu and the other two. He knew that the building called itself 'someone cold', and no one else knew their names.

However, as strong competitors to the God of Slaughter, they must have planted an insider within the God of Slaughter. If the God of Slaughter stole a woman, the story of a man and a woman getting revenge would definitely attract their attention.

With such a powerful 'friendly army', Boss Lou would definitely try his best to fight for it. He would try every means possible, such as putting on a show.

Chang Lou stood up, clasped her hands, and slowly said, "Boss Lou, can you support me? I need … a bowl of beef noodles, preferably with eggs! "Add more meat and fewer spring onions!"

Everyone was greatly taken aback. This fellow was really something. He actually wanted to eat it even at a time like this.

Only Boss Luo was surprised for a moment. As an experienced veteran, he naturally knew about the dirty talk in the past.

"Flesh of Ox — — The carrier of runes, the egg — — The blood of demon beasts, the flesh — — The special runes written by runes!"

"He is also a talisman master. I wonder how his ability is like. If his ability is strong, then the god of death should have disappeared!"

The calculations in Boss Lou's mind rang out as a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. His target was the ears of cattle, the ears of cattle in the town of Nightingale!

Who would be willing to submit to someone else? The first was a type of faith!