Ling Luoyu spent a few days in the tavern, and had already touched the contents of the tavern.

Waiting for a few uncles at this time can be considered handy.

She delivered a jar of roast chicken with a silly smile: "Guest, if you are afraid that the wine is cold, the store will also provide warm wine service!"

Wuyingjian didn't even look at her, and accepted it blankly: "Do you think you are the kind of person who needs to be warm when drinking?"

"of course not!"

Seeing the wind, Ling Luoyu retreated behind the kitchen after delivering the sauced meat.

"Several guest officers, please use them slowly, and the younger ones will greet them at the back. If you need anything, just call me."

In the kitchen, Feng Chenglin was drawing circles on the ground with a fire stick.

Seeing Ling Luoyu coming in, he quickly got up: "How is the front?"

"It's not fighting yet!"

"Fighting?" Feng Chenglin looked outside eagerly, and said, "Are they going to fight?"

"It looks like a bad person!"

Feng Chenglin was completely confused.

"The one who came is not good? The Third Young Master...who are they bad to whoever comes? It won't be us?"

Their whereabouts were all controlled by Ling Luoyu himself.

She probably didn't even know what she was going to do.

Why does this provoke the tail?

"It's definitely not against us. We don't even know that we will be here. How can others know?!"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes and pulled on the stove.

"Furthermore, if it is really aimed at us, there must be a reason, isn't it? They won't be able to get enough to eat and stay idle, looking for our bad luck?"

"Then what do you think they are doing?"

"I don't know, that's why I have to look at it before I say... Hey, why is it gone?"

Feng Chenglin found out that she was looking for something.

"No, what are you looking for?"

"Sweet potato... I remember there is one here!"

"found it!"

Ling Luoyu chuckles out a sweet potato and throws it into the fire.

"Let me just say, I remember there is one here..."

Feng Chenglin Kuanghan: "You...you still want to eat?"

Seeing that it's going to be a **** storm outside, she still wants to bake sweet potatoes? ?

"Why don't you eat? They were the ones who died, not us?"

Ling Luoyu threw the fire stick to Feng Chenglin, turning his head to indicate.

"Sit down and bake your sweet potatoes. The sky is falling outside. It has nothing to do with us..."

The voice just fell--

"Wow!"

The sound of broken porcelain bowls came from outside.

The two instantly turned their heads and looked at--

"It's fighting!" Feng Chenglin's face changed slightly.

"I'm afraid I won't sleep tonight..." Ling Luoyu sighed.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

At this time, I was still thinking about sleeping.

"Three young masters, or else, let's avoid it? Let them bite the dog by themselves for this messy thing!"

"What are you afraid of? They don't bite us!"

"but"

Feng Chenglin's egg hurts very much, just about to argue, but was interrupted by the sneer outside

"Miss Su Yao, what do you mean?"

Wuyingjian condensed his eyes and looked at the three people on the opposite side.

At Xu Ya's feet, there was a broken porcelain bowl.

"It's late at night, you suddenly throw a bowl, but it will scare others..."

"Shadowless Sword, don't pretend to be confused for us!"

Xu Ya abruptly got up and pointed in the direction of the backyard.

"We discovered people first..."

Wuyingjian raised his head suddenly: "I followed all the way!"