This tea is not delicious, it is better to relieve heat and cool down.

But today I drink it more and more thirsty. Chu Zhaonan feels that the boss must have cut corners and has not made tea with care.

Xiao Boru put an arm on the table.

The goatee lowered her head deeper, Chu Zhaonan's cheeks jumped, and his hands holding the bowl couldn't help but tremble, and a big bowl of tea sprinkled on the table.

The people around were always watching. They only needed to shout loudly and attacked them, but no one dared to move.

That's Xiao Boru.

Who dares to do it easily?

Li Xiu sat quietly, without urging, and was not in a hurry.

There were many people around him, nearly 10,000, so of course he could not kill them all.

But it is impossible for nearly 10,000 people to kill him.

After a moment, the boss walked over with four bowls of braised boiled rice and four cups of bean juice and put them on the table.

After saying that, the guest was slow to use, he walked to the stall and continued to be busy.

"Your Highness, Mr. Xiao, please use it."

Chu Zhaonan grinned, forced a smile, and said with a trembling voice.

Li Xiu picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of braised rice, nodding with satisfaction. Although the taste was not as exaggerated as Chu Zhaonan said, it did look very authentic as the authentic snacks.

Xiao Boru turned his head and glanced, and Chu Zhaonan shook all over.

Xiao Boru, the second most important person in the world, isn’t anyone afraid? Who is not afraid?

Now he was eating at the same table with him, and he couldn't even think about it in the past.

Compared with braised bean juice, it is much worse. If you are not authentic Sijiucheng people, you will feel uncomfortable even if you smell it.

It’s just because of the curiosity, even if it doesn’t smell very good, I have to take a sip.

This is the same as stinky tofu, and it’s not in vain to take a sip.

But at most it's just a bite.

Li Xiu put down his cup and was silent for a long time.

Chu Zhaonan looked a little embarrassed, and looked at the goats and coughed dryly. To be honest, he was not used to this smell when he first came to take office. Later, he became familiar with it for many years, and after all, he was the parent official of Sijiu City. If the parent official could not even eat local snacks, who would still be interested in it if it spread?

Li Xiu thought it was not delicious. There were many unpalatable foods in the world, so there was no need to belittle anything.

But Xiao Boru didn't think so. He took a sip, then threw the cup on the ground, making a crisp sound, and the bean juice spilled all over the floor.

Thousands of people around him were beating their hearts, and those who were closer were even more shocked.

The flesh on Chu Zhaonan's face shook several times, and the cold sweat on his forehead suddenly appeared.

He quickly stood up and kicked the table, turned around and cursed at the street stall owner: "Ge, I have long seen that you are not careful in doing things recently. You are thinking about doing things perfunctorily all day long, and you can even make a glass of soy sauce. If it weren't for the face of His Royal Highness, I would have taken you to prison and tortured today."

The street stall owner was holding a basin of water in his hand and looked at him with a dumbfounded look, thinking, did Lord Chu take the wrong medicine today?

After scolding, Chu Zhaonan turned his head and looked at Xiao Boru quietly, then turned to Li Xiu and showed a very flattering smile, and said carefully: "Your Highness the Prince doesn't know. This boss died yesterday, so he was in a little depressed today. This bad mood naturally made him lose his skills. I hope your Highness and Mr. Xiao, Haihan."

Li Xiu didn't say anything, but quickly ate all the braised rice in front of him, then slowly wiped his mouth, then took out a brand new towel and handed it to Xiao Boru.

He stood up.

Turning back.

Facing thousands of people on the long street.

Nearly more than ten thousand people face one person at the same time, and the third level cultivator will undoubtedly die.

Cultivators in the fourth level can protect themselves.

Only monks in the fifth level can break the deadlock.

Li Xiu was very strong, but he only went to the three levels after all.

"Go, or die."

He walked a few steps forward and walked out of the stall to the middle of the street. The sky was already completely bright, and the gentle sun was hanging high above his head.

Li Xiu pointed the long sword in his hand at the ground with a diagonal look, his eyes extremely indifferent.

Thousands of people lowered their heads and looked calm, and their palms holding the sword kept loosening and then clenched, but they still did not take action.

Chu Zhaonan sat on the chair and took a big bowl of tea. Looking at the scene in front of him, he thought to himself that even if there were thousands of people, I would go.

"You can't die, but if your Highness insists on stopping the front, then we have to offend you."

Someone in the crowd spoke.

If you cannot die, you cannot die, but you can be injured or seriously injured. It is enough to leave a life. This is not difficult and it is not considered a constraint.

"If the second person in the heavens died in your hands, will he be the one who said it?"

Li Xiu looked up at the people and said lightly.

There were voices one after another in the crowd: "Your Highness has the truth about your Highness, and we have our truth. He saved your life, but he also killed many people."

"Six years ago, Xiao Boru killed seven elders and sixteen disciples in my Daze Sect."

"Twelve years ago, Xiao Boru killed dozens of escorts in the Snowflake Escort Agency and three escort leaders."

"Forty-six years ago, Xiao Boru killed three cultivators from the fourth level of Bailian Sect, cut off the spiritual veins inside the sect with one sword, and affected more than hundreds of disciples, and slaughtered more than a thousand spiritual beasts inside the sect."

One thing after another was kept saying it from the crowd, from the calmness of the words at the beginning to the righteous indignation later, the emotions of countless people were suffocated, and thousands of people's eyes gradually turned red like boiling water, and they wanted to swallow Xiao Boru alive in their words.

Of course, none of these things are fake, and what everyone says is true.

This is also the reason why Chu Zhaonan has been feeling uncomfortable.

The man in white in front of me has truly been a perfect god of killing over the years.

There are not even hundreds of thousands of people who die at his hands, but also seventy or eighty thousand.

If it were included in the Tang Dynasty, there would probably be hundreds of thousands of dollars in total, and it would be the title of human slaughter.

The crowd was excited, even the names of Li Xiu and Jianxian could not be suppressed at this time, and the crowd began to take a step forward collectively.

There is a second step when there is a first step.

Revenge is the biggest truth in the world, and no one can say anything.

But it is natural to repay kindness.

Li Xiu did not look back at Xiao Boru, nor did he ask whether the people mentioned in the past should be killed or not.

Because that doesn't matter.

After all, it's still a matter of position.

Xiao Boru saved him. If he hadn't had a fight with the old sword god and Xu Jiaoren in Gusu City, Xiao Boru would not have returned to death if he went to the Green Sea again.

Wuliang Temple talks about cause and effect.

Wudang Mountain also talks about cause and effect.

This is cause and effect, and it is also about peace of mind.

The sun shone on the sword and passed by everyone's eyes, and the crowd roared and rushed towards the stall.

Li Xiu took a step forward and raised his sword.
Chapter completed!