NOVEL NEXT Chapter 68
"Tongfu Inn, no way!" Li Hao stood at the door of the inn, looking at the sign on the lintel, speechless.
"Sir, how many people are there? Do you want to stop by or stay overnight?" As soon as Li Hao entered the door, a waiter ran over.
"Prepare two tables of food for me first, and serve me all the signature dishes. Then prepare four connected upper rooms for us. If you get it done, the young master will reward you." Li Hao threw a silver ingot into the child's hand.
"Okay, young master, please sit down first, and I will definitely prepare everything for you." The waiter looked at the silver ingot in his hand, and his eyes immediately turned red.
Local tyrants, rich young men, big money owners, mommy, this is a pure silver ingot. Just this ingot of silver is enough to buy a purple ordinary woman in the market to live on.
"Hey, hey, hey, get out of the way..." A shrill voice sounded, and a wretched middle-aged man passed by Li Hao.
"This is..." Li Hao felt a lightness on his waist, and the silk purse with gold thread made by Ning Zhongze disappeared.
"So it's a thief. Humph, you dare to steal my wallet. I'm afraid you'll have the life to take it, but not the life to spend it." Li Hao sneered.
There are only a few people in the whole world who have practiced Miaoshoukongkong to this level. This man looks so wretched, he must not be Chu Liuxiang or Xiao Shiyilang, so his identity is obvious-Sikong Zhaixing.
The middle-aged man felt a chill on his back, looked around, didn't find anything unusual, and continued to look for the next target.
At this time, several girls in white gauze skirts and palace dresses holding long swords came in at the door.
"Oh, I didn't expect to meet an acquaintance again." Li Hao was secretly happy, and the opportunity for revenge came.
"Husband, husband, why don't we change an inn!" Hua Yuenu's legs began to weaken when she saw the few people coming in.
"What are you afraid of? I'm here." Li Hao put his arm around her waist and whispered in her ear.
"You're not that..." The leading palace-dressed woman walked in front of Li Hao, frowning, obviously thinking about something.
"Palace Master Lianxing, we meet again. That, where is Miss Yaoyue?" Li Hao stretched his neck and stood on tiptoe to look behind Lianxing and the others.
But Miss Yaoyue didn't see it. She only saw the snow-white necks of several women, especially Lianxing's, with a silk ribbon hanging on her neck.
"Oh, I remember. You are the young man I met in the canyon a few days ago, the father of the stinky boy Wuque." Lianxing slapped her head and said loudly.
Damn, Li Hao only felt a flock of crows flying by, and his head was full of black lines.
You didn't remember me, such a handsome and handsome little brother, but you remembered a little kid who peed on you.
If a man is not bad, women will not love him. The ancestors are not deceiving me.
Oh my god, is this the effect of the protagonist's halo?
Thinking of this, Li Hao glanced at Lianxing who took Li Wuque from Huayuenu's arms, and couldn't help but tightly grasped the bag of Goddess Falling in Love with Me in his hand.
But thinking about the strength of Yihua Palace and the horror of Miss Yaoyue, Li Hao quietly took the things back.
"Please make way." The wretched voice sounded again, and the middle-aged man who had already entered the hall turned back and prepared to leave the inn.
If you don't do stupid things, you won't die. I was going to deal with you later, but I didn't expect you to bump into me.
Being considerate and skillful, Li Hao activated these two master-level skills at the same time, and then quietly took a step back.
"Slut, what did you do to me." With a delicate shout, the shadow slave of Yihua Palace who had killed people on the street before drew out his long sword and pointed at the wretched middle-aged man from a distance.
"Slut, where is the slut." The women of Yihua Palace drew their long swords one by one.
"Yingnu, what's going on?" Lianxing hugged Li Wuque and looked at Yingnu curiously, whose face was flushed and whose chest was heaving.
"Palace Master Lianxing, this man is shameless and frivolous to me. Please stop him for me. I want to kill him with my own hands." Yingnu's face was full of frost, and her eyes were full of murderous intent when she looked at the middle-aged man.
Yingnu grew up in Yihua Palace since she was a child. She has always served Yaoyue and often handled some extraordinary things for Yaoyue.
In terms of the number of murders, Yaoyue can't compare with her. At the age of more than 20, she has never suffered such a big loss as today. Just now, the wretched man passed by her and just touched her, but...
A breeze blew, and Yingnu only felt a coolness on her chest, and the small clothes she wore inside disappeared without a trace, magically disappeared.
"Hey, you bitch, don't slander me! I didn't even touch you, how could I flirt with you." The middle-aged man is also a man who is not afraid of things.
I onlyI just stole your silver bag because I was itching to steal it, but I didn't steal your body. Why do you call me a lecher?
As a pure thief, Sikong Zhaixing enjoys stealing people's money and teasing others. And because he is so magical that he can't catch anyone, he is called a thief by the gossipers in the world.
He has been in the world for decades and has never failed, except for his good friend Lu Xiaofeng.
But Sikong Zhaixing has his principles. He can steal money, but he never steals women's chastity.
This time he was caught stealing by a woman, which made him feel embarrassed. Unexpectedly, the other party was so aggressive and said that he flirted with her.
If this matter gets out, where will his old face be. If Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows knows about it, he will laugh at himself for the rest of his life.
"You still dare to be stubborn. Do you think I don't know what you did just now? You dare to do it but not take responsibility. You are unworthy of being a man." Yingnu was extremely angry.
If it weren't for the empty chest, and the worry that the rabbit inside would be unrestrained when he took action, jumping up and down and losing face, Sikong Zhaixing would have been dead by now.
"What did I do? Didn't I just take the silver bag from your waist? I dare to do it and take responsibility. I never shirk what I did, and I never admit what I didn't do. Don't think of making me take responsibility for it. I, Sikong Zhaixing, will not be a scapegoat." Sikong Zhaixing's words are not inferior to anyone.
In terms of Qinggong, Sikong Zhaixing belongs to the top group of people in the world. Among the people he knows, except Lu Xiaofeng, no one can be faster than him, which is why he often suffers at the hands of Lu Xiaofeng.
"Hey, miss, I think it's useless for you to quarrel like this. How about this, tell us what you lost and we'll look for it on him. If we find it, he's a thief. Then you can decide whether to kill him or cut him up. Otherwise, it's useless for you to confront each other like this for a whole day." Li Hao was disappointed when he saw that the two hadn't started fighting yet. He quickly stepped out to mediate.