Everyone looked in the sound and found that they were a hot-bodied beauty, with her legs of 1.8 meters long, with curly wavy, short leopard prints, skirt, big earrings, fair skin, straight nose, big eyes, and wearing minks in hot weather.

"Sister Qing." The man just now changed his smile.

Sister Qing walked up and hugged Dashuai, "I have paid for his meals by my friend."

The big man obviously understood what was going on, "Since he is a friend of Sister Qing, this meal is worthless."

Sister Qing patted the big man’s chest with the back of her hand, “Be particular.”

The big man grinned, "Sister Qing is eating, I'll do it if you need anything."

"It's okay, you go and do it." Sister Qing waved her hand and sat next to the man.

Wang Lang and Lingling were not in a hurry to pay, and both of them crossed their legs to look at the person next to them.

"Thank you, donor." The man nodded slightly, not giving anyone a smile at this time.

Sister Qing didn't care, "What's your little brother's name?"

"Lingxi." The Grand Marshal Bi said softly.

Sister Qing pinched the face of the little boy next to her again, "What's your name?"

The little boy was holding a sword in his arms, and when he was pinched by such a charming woman, his little face turned red.

"Small road to Shupu."

Sister Qing laughed and couldn't help but pinch the little boy's face.

"Shoupu, pack up your things and let's go." Lingxi stood up. Shoupu said with a whistle and then packed up his things.

Sister Qing was stunned for a moment and grabbed Ling Xi's wrist, "My younger brother is a Taoist priest. Can you tell fortunes? Is it okay to tell my sister's fortune? Just treat it as the reward for my sister to invite you to dinner today."

Ling Xi was stunned for a moment, pinched Sister Qing's wrist with her backhand, casually glanced at Sister Qing's palm lines, and then looked at Sister Qing's face.

"Don't be greedy for alcohol or lust, do not be greedy for power or money. Otherwise, it will definitely cause a disaster for death." Ling Xi stopped talking, as if there was something in a hurry to leave, and Shou Pu also packed everything.

Sister Qing refused to give in. She just said that fortune telling was actually just trying to take advantage of the problem. Unexpectedly, Ling Xi suddenly came like this, which made Sister Qing a little panicked.

"But I'm already in it and can't help it. Is there any way?" Sister Qing grabbed Ling Xi's wrist.

Ling Xi got rid of Sister Qing's palm, "Donor, the matter is up to people."

After talking, Lingxi is leaving.

But Sister Qing just grabbed her and refused to leave.

A group of people suddenly came in at the door. The leader was a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, with a greasy and powdery face. He was arrogant while walking. He was wearing famous brands and outfits for more than 100,000 yuan.

Behind him, he was also a middle-aged man wearing Tang suit.

Ling Xi sighed, muttered and sat down after he couldn't hide.

After the young man came in, he stretched his neck and looked around. Finally, he found Sister Qing, ran over excitedly, and came up to hug Sister Qing and squirted.

Sister Qing turned her head and left a big red lips mark on the young man's forehead.

Shoupu covered his eyes with both hands and refused to look.

The young young man sat on Sister Qing's lap, "Where have you been? Why don't you ignore me all day? I'll send you text messages and WeChat calls and you won't reply!"

Sister Qing whispered and printed it on the young man's mouth again, "Be good, my sister has something to do today."

"Hmph!" The young man pouted.

Wang Lang next to him felt disgusted.

"Who is he?" Xiaoyang suddenly pointed at Ling Xi and asked Sister Qing, and asked angrily.

"I'm a Taoist priest." Sister Qing explained.

"Taoist? Why do I think he doesn't look like a Taoist, but he looks like a cheater." The young man stood up and sat next to Sister Qing, blocked Sister Qing behind him, staring at Ling Xi with a fierce look.

Lingxi stood up and said, "Shoupu, let's go."

Shoupu was about to leave with his stuff in his arms.

"Master, you haven't answered my question just now." Sister Qing reached out and grabbed Ling Xi's wrist.

The young man was unhappy at the time, as if he was crazy, "Let go!"

Sister Qing didn't let go, and the young man bit Lingxi's wrist when he came up.

Ling Xi twisted his wrist, tugged back, flipped his palm, avoided Sister Qing's hand and slapped the young man's head on the table.

Wang Lang looked at the young man incredibly, and Lingling explained, "Uncle Master, you don't understand, this is called a little wolf dog, and this is popular now."

"If you find someone like this, I will break your legs." Wang Lang glared.

Lingling curled her lips, "I don't want to look for someone like this. If I want to look for someone like this, I will look for someone like this handsome Lingxi."

Ling Xi let go, the young man stood up and furious, "You dare to hit me!"

The young man punched it out, and Wang Lang was happy. He didn't realize that he was still a trainer. Although in Wang Lang's eyes, it was not a problem to hit two of them in ordinary people.

Ling Xi avoided sideways, reached out and patted Xiaoyou's shoulders gently, and Xiaoyou sat on the stool.

"Shoupu, let's go." Lingxi was about to leave.

"Master, avenge me!" the young man roared.

The middle-aged man who came in with him before blocked Ling Xi's way. "Friend, do you want to leave if you hurt someone?"

Ling Xi bowed, "Xiaodao is a Taoist priest from Qingyun Temple."

The young man suddenly stood up, "What is Qingyun Temple? My master is from the Tianshan School!"

Ling Xi showed other expressions for the first time, even if she just frowned.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, "Who is Taoist Master Lingwei of Qingyun Temple?"

"It's my senior brother."

"Then count it, I am your uncle. If you hit my beloved disciple, I will not touch you. I apologize to my beloved disciple and give up the matter." The middle-aged man stood up with a bright look.

Ling Xi turned around and wanted to apologize to the young man, "Are you sorry..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man slapped him in the face.

Bang!

The slap was only one centimeter away from Lingxi's face.

The young man's wrist was grabbed by Ling Xi.

Gently put down the young hand.

Ling Xi turned his head, "I am too humble. Shoupu, let's go."

"Master, break his hand, I'll give you my dad's jade." The young man rubbed his wrist and roared angrily.

Greed in the eyes of middle-aged people.

He grinned, "Mr. Nephew, you beat my apprentice. If I don't do anything, I'm sorry for my master."

Ling Xi took a half step back and gently patted Wang Lang on the shoulder, "He is my friend."

Wang Lang was so excited that he was watching the fun.

I have any grudges with you, and I have been caught up in the fun.

"It doesn't matter who he is. If you hit my beloved disciple, I will deal with you." The middle-aged man took a step forward.

"What if I tell you that he is one of the seven dragon kings of the Dragon Gate?" Ling Xi stared at the middle-aged man.

Middle-aged people's pupils have shrunk to the extreme.

The onlookers were very excited to watch, but they felt a little unreal. They felt like martial arts novels, such as Qingyun Temple, Tianshan School, and where did the dragon gate come from?

"What is the Dragon Gate! Master! Get them clean up together!"
Chapter completed!