Time-traveling hunk as wife

This bowl of delicacy, which is full of color, fragrance and taste, is a scourge in Lu Ming's eyes. He heard the chewing sound of other people in his ears.

If it wasn't for his powerful stopping power, he might have spit it out by now.

Lu Ming's face was ugly, and he pulled out an ugly smile.

"Lu Mou came here for the first time, maybe because he was not acclimatized to the environment, and he couldn't eat for several days. It is better to give it to others to enjoy such a precious thing."

Xiao Dingtian pretended to smile regretfully, and was even more sure in his heart that Lu Ming was the murderer he was looking for.

There was a cold light in the squinted eyes.

"Master Lu is a talented person. I heard that he has made great achievements in Rock Town. If my grandson is alive, you will definitely be able to make friends."

"Ha ha......"

Lu Ming felt the killing intent on Xiao Dingtian's body, and knowing who the enemy was, he was not afraid anymore.

He calmly sat back on the chair, tapping his fingers on the table.

"Lord Lu, take it easy. On the way back, be careful with the carriages and horses. The old man's hospitality is not good enough."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Dingtian gritted his teeth and left.

At this moment, Mei Luoxue came lightly, and said softly: "Master Lu, I would like to toast you. I met you on the street that day. I offended you so much. I still look forward to Haihan."

I saw him holding a glass of wine in his hand, bowing profusely, ringing around, and a strange fragrance floating around his body.

Most of the eyes of the men present were on him.

The Mei family still has to give face, Lu Ming took the wine glass, and smiled elegantly: "Young master has a free and easy personality like a man, which is also an eye-opener for Lu, as expected, being famous is not as good as meeting him."

Zhao Jingtong has long coveted the Mei family's little grass.

He also leaned over cheekily, glanced at the untouched soup on Lu Ming's table, and asked in surprise: "Master Lu, it would be a pity to throw away such a rare delicacy."

Lu Ming smiled slightly, pushed the soup forward, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lu is a little uncomfortable and has no appetite. If Brother Zhao doesn't mind it, please use it."

Zhao Jingtong's eyes lit up, as if he was afraid that Lu Ming would regret it, he picked up the bowl and ate it all up, and finally licked his lips, and said with an unfinished look: "Such delicious food is really memorable. !"

The more delicious they ate, the more Lu Ming's stomach churned.

Looking around without a trace, Xiao Dingtian and Fatty Du both disappeared.

After exchanging pleasantries with a few people, Lu Ming said goodbye and returned.

Although Lu Ming is a civil servant, in modern times, he envied those men who could ride horses.

So a few days ago, I worked hard to learn how to ride a horse.

Now it is not a matter of excellent riding skills, but it is no problem to control the horse independently.

The night was deep, and the sky was full of stars.

The breeze blew away the nausea in Lu Ming's heart, and he sighed faintly.

At this moment, the dumb servant suddenly dodged and threw him off the horse.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of dense arrow rain was heard.

Not daring to pause for a moment, the dumb servant led Lu Ming and turned around to the corner of the street.

Lu Ming looked back and gasped for air. The horse, which was still alive and kicking just now, had been tied up like a hedgehog and fell into a pool of blood.

At this moment, a bad wind came from my ears.

An assassin dressed in black, holding a long knife, attacked Lu Ming silently.

Lu Ming's pupils shrank, subconsciously flashed, and he rolled on the road in embarrassment, avoiding the fatal attack.

But where would the other party give him a chance to breathe, he slashed at Lu Ming with a long knife.