After transmigrating into Sword Spirit: The villain obediently comes to my bowl

Qin Zhuo looked at Liu Shan's back, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise. The Liu family should be quiet for a while. There are still many young ladies in the Liu family...

Dongfang Yu looked at Jinghong and asked: "Jinghong, do you want to go around again?"

Jinghong looked at the bustling street, "Alright, let's walk around the street."

A group of people wandered on the street, Xiao Linger took Jinghong's hand, "I know this street very well, there is a very interesting teahouse in front of it, and there is a storyteller!"

Jinghong asked with interest: "Really? Let's go and have a look together."

Liu Yang and Chu Qingxue also echoed, "Okay, let's go together."

Dongfang Yu and Qin Zhuo followed behind them, smiling helplessly, the men and women in the group were all beauties, attracting countless people's eyes and cautious discussions.

"My God! That girl in white is so beautiful!"

"Look at that young man in white, he is so handsome."

"That's right! That white-clothed young man has quite the demeanor of Qin Feiyun back then, but it's a pity that he hasn't seen him for many years."

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The corner of Qin Zhuo's mouth curled up into a smile, "Ayu, you heard everyone praise you, you have the demeanor of the third uncle." Qin Feiyun's high-spirited appearance when he was a child appeared in his mind, and he looked at Dongfang Yu's unparalleled handsome face.

He sincerely praised: "Ayu, you are better than blue than blue."

Dongfang Yu was very happy, "Brother, thank you for the compliment."

Qin Zhuo asked as he walked, "Ayu, what are your future plans?"

Dongfang Yu's black eyes flashed, "When father finishes handling the matter here, we must first go back to Xuanxianzong, and then go to Fengyun Empire."

Qin Zhuo thought of something, and asked again: "Ayu, do you want to participate in the Tomb of Gods and Demons in one year's time?"

The corner of Dongfang Yu's mouth couldn't help but rise, "Of course I will participate. Opportunities and dangers coexist in the Tomb of Gods and Demons. Maybe there will be surprises?"

I thought: If he is lucky in the tomb of gods and demons, if there is a good opportunity, he will be able to hug the beauty back.

As long as he thinks that his cultivation has broken through the Mahayana stage, Jinghong will marry him in a wedding dress, and his heart is as sweet as eating honey.

His gaze fell on Jinghong's body, tender and tender, Jinghong sensed his gaze, and turned back with a tacit understanding and smiled.

That smiling face, as bright as the morning sun, hit Dongfang Yu's heart, and the heartbeat is in every moment when the eyes meet. The heartbeat is your smile in my eyes and engraved in my heart.

Xiao Ling'er pointed to the front and said pleasantly: "Jinghong, look at the teahouse."

Jinghong raised her eyes and saw the four large characters in front of her eyes, she read softly, "Bafang Teahouse."

There are people coming and going in front of the teahouse, which is very lively.

"Hurry up, today is the 100th anniversary celebration of Bafang Teahouse, and the storyteller has spoken three times in a row, so let's hurry to get a good seat."

"Let's go... let's go..."

Xiao Ling'er smiled lightly, "Jinghong, Xue'er, Ayang, I didn't lie to you. This teahouse is very famous. The storyteller usually talks directly every day, and the house is full of guests."

Liu Yangmei's eyes were full of curiosity, "Let's go too, otherwise there will be no seats for a while."

Take the lead in walking into the Bafang Inn.

Jinghong, Xiao Linger, and Chu Qingxue walked in talking and laughing.

Dongfang Yu and Qin Zhuo also walked in quickly, and everyone walked into the Bafang Inn. The purpose of entering the Bafang Inn was in the middle of the hall. There was a table and chairs carved from white jade, and a handsome man in white sat on the chair, although many people were looking at him. , he remains calm...

Xiao Ling'er found a private room on the second floor, Xiao Er quickly served tea and spiritual fruit snacks.

Jinghong sat on the chair, looking at the box with beautiful eyes, "Linger, is this teahouse very good?"

Xiao Ling'er nodded, "That is, if the teahouse is not good, who would spend so many spirit stones to come here to listen to books?"

Chu Qingxue asked curiously: "Ling'er, how many spirit stones do you need for this box? The eldest lady of your Xiao family actually said it was expensive."

Xiao Ling'er drank a cup of spiritual tea, and mysteriously stretched out a fair finger.

Dongfang Yu came in and sat in front of Jinghong, poured a cup of spiritual tea and handed it to Jinghong, "Drink some spiritual tea first, do you want to eat spiritual fruit?"

Jinghong shook his head, and looked at Dongfang Yu with a spiritual teacup, "Ayu, what do you think of this Bafang Inn?"

Dongfang Yu showed a smile, "Very good, you see it is full now, business is very good."

Seeing Xiao Ling'er stretch out a finger, Liu Yang asked tentatively, "A thousand spirit stones?"

Xiao Linger shook her head and smiled mysteriously.

Chu Qingxue blinked her beautiful eyes, and asked uncertainly: "Ten thousand spirit stones? No way? Is it so expensive?"

Seeing everyone looking at her, Xiao Linger let out a soft "cough", "This box has ten thousand top-grade spirit stones, so the spirit tea and spirit fruit in Bafang Teahouse are very good."

Both Chu Qingxue and Liu Yang stared wide-eyed, "Ten thousand high-grade spirit stones." They picked up their teacups and quickly drank a cup of spirit tea to calm their shock.

Xiao Linger smiled and said: "Every seat in the hall is not cheap, but Bafang Teahouse is still full of customers."

There was a sudden silence in Bafang Teahouse. The man in front of the white jade table stood up and smiled slightly: "Welcome everyone to Bafang Teahouse. Today is the 100th anniversary celebration of the opening of the teahouse. I will talk about three times in a row. Thank you for your support." After passing the second floor, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The people around applauded like thunder, "Look, Mr. Rumo smiled, he is so charming when he smiles!" A girl in red, with little stars in her eyes, looked at Mr. Rumo intoxicated.

"Yeah! Mr. Rumo is so pretty, I get drunk when he smiles, his voice is so beautiful, I don't think about tea or food for a day if I don't hear it."

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Ru Mo's voice sounded in the teahouse, his voice was melodious and full of magnetism, and he told a very exciting story, to the effect that it was a story about a encounter between a beauty from the human race and a prince from the demon race...

Jinghong drank a cup of spiritual tea, a little bored, she had read countless stories, and could guess the ending of the story as soon as she heard the beginning, her eyes fell on Dongfang Yu's hand on the table.

Dongfang Yu's hand is a gift from the Creator, a perfect work of art. His hand joints are as white as jade, and he always attracts the eyes of stunned people inadvertently.

Dongfang Yu noticed Jinghong's gaze, and the tips of his ears turned red quietly. He stretched out his hand under the table, and Jinghong immediately held it.

His hands are very warm, Jinghong's beautiful eyes are slightly curved, the corners of his mouth can't help but rise, his hands under the table are clasped together, his heart is like cotton candy, soft and sweet...

The smile in Dongfang Yu's black eyes deepened, and a gentle voice sounded in Jinghong's mind: "Jinghong, are you so happy?" He also shook the clasped hands under the table.

Jinghong's eyes were moist, he looked at Dongfang Yu and said in his mind: "As you can see, I am so happy." He also shook his hand.

Dongfang Yu took a spiritual fruit, handed it to Jinghong's mouth, and looked at Jinghong tenderly.

Jinghong's red lips parted slightly, and he took a bite of the spiritual fruit. His lips brushed across Dongfang Yu's fingers inadvertently. An unknown light flashed in Dongfang Yu's eyes. He calmly withdrew his hand and put the remaining spiritual fruit in his mouth.

Jinghong's heart was beating violently, and the tips of his ears were red...

Mr. Ru Mo swept his eyes to the second floor again, and saw the startled and brilliant face like peach blossoms in March, showing a mysterious smile: Miss, we meet again, you are still so beautiful!I don't know if you remember me?

Jinghong felt a gaze falling on him, raised his eyes and looked over, just met Mr. Rumo's gaze, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then looked away.

Jinghong felt a little strange, he seemed to have seen Mr. Mo like this before.