Clear Soup Rao Yiren

face the madness

When Lu Jiangjiang woke up, he found that the sky outside the window had been covered by a black cloth, leaving only scattered sparkling dots shining brightly. He sat up and stretched, the comfort brought by the stretching made all the bones in his body All alive, suddenly relaxed and happy.

She should go out to find some food now, she followed the memory in her mind to the cafeteria in front of the door, there was nothing but some white flour steamed buns, she picked up a steamed bun and gnawed it carefully.

"229, there should still be a night market at this time, right?" Lu Jiangjiang asked the 229 system in her mind, she really couldn't eat this bland steamed bun, she overestimated the food problem in ancient times, Lu Jiangjiang With a slight breath, the whole person looked extremely depressed.

"...Host, you should be able to catch up now, but I don't think you should eat it so late. Women generally restrain their need to eat, so as to manage their body."

"229, you should know that I just donated blood today, and now I need blood supplements and nutrition, do you know?" Lu Jiangjiang became angry when he said this, even if it is the system, it can't do this, she has to give it up and down today. Two sentences, Lu Jiangjiang leisurely opened his mouth to block its words.

"Sorry, host!" 229 detected that the host's emotions were on the rise, and expressed apology in a very humane manner. 229, who had a strong desire to survive, replied very quickly at this moment.

"……never mind."

Lu Jiangjiang doesn't count on this person either, ah no, how emotional this system can be, after all, it's just an intelligent high-tech that's all.

Lu Jiangjiang slowly chewed the steamed bun in his hand. He gnawed all the way until he walked halfway up the mountain and ended the fate of this steamed bun. Although it is not as soft and glutinous as modern ones, it is indeed worthy of real steamed buns.

After going down the mountain, I found that there were not many small vendors left, the bustle was gradually eroded by the silence, and the sparse customers coming and going were just trying to join in the last bit of excitement.

Lu Jiangjiang entered a restaurant randomly, and there were only three or four people left in the restaurant at this time. When the waiter saw the guests, he greeted them warmly with a smile, but in the end Lu Jiangjiang only ordered a few small dishes, maybe it was just now. The function of the steamed buns made Lu Jiangjiang feel full now, but these were nothing. He touched his belly and weighed that she could still eat it. As a cook, she couldn't say she couldn't eat it.

The food is well matched, and when it is difficult to swallow, she still does not forget to drink it. She found that the sweet fruit wine here is like the slightly drunk beer sold in the supermarket. Immediately fell in love with this drink.

Lu Jiangjiang walked in the virtual gate slightly drunk, full of comfort. When the evening wind hit, he found the passing disciples running forward neatly and hurriedly. This made Lu Jiangjiang suddenly feel astonished. She quickly grabbed the hem of the last disciple's clothes, forcing him to stop.

"What are you doing here?"

"Hello, little senior sister! It's like this. The chief protector of the Demon Sect is going to trouble the person who injured her young master. Now the people on both sides are starting to become chaotic. We are ordered by the second senior brother to maintain order."

Seeing his calm and orderly reply, Lu Jiangjiang quickly let go of his arm and let him follow the large troops in front. Lu Jiangjiang drank the wine in the flagon that was about to bottom out, and murmured while looking at the invisible distance "What's the matter with this person?" Lu Jiangjiang said with a click of his tongue in extreme dissatisfaction, rubbing the flagon in his hand.

He said speechless words, but the speed under his feet did not intend to slow down at all. The subconscious mind that the body needs to keep up with current events will not lie.

When Lu Jiangjiang saw a large group of people gathered there, forming a circle, it was even more lively than the group of aunts dancing in the square downstairs at her house. At this time, the disciples of Xumen were about to start The crowd has been evacuated. Except for the Flying Sword Sect and the Devil's Cult, the other sects all returned to their residences first.

Han Shu occupies the head position on one side, and three or two disciples behind him. I don't know where Song Lu and the others have gone. Lu Jiangjiang looked around and saw no one. He only felt that Han Shu and the others were standing there. It is self-contained, and the Flying Flower Sword Sect on the opposite side is also an elder and a few disciples, but the difference is that there is still a disciple kneeling at the elder's feet at this moment, it is too dark, Lu Jiangjiang needs to watch for a while, let After focusing his eyes, he realized that the disciple was still tied up by five flowers!

"It seems that this elder thinks that just such an insignificant disciple can make this Dharma protector eliminate conflicts!"

Lu Jiangjiang just stared at the old man's wrinkled old face with a long and stinky funny look, and suddenly heard Han Shu's yin and yang voice on the opposite side, and then turned to look at Han Shu.

At this time, Han Shu had just sat down on the wooden chair brought out from nowhere by the disciples of the Devil's Cult, crossing her legs arrogantly, and seemed to say that she was very dissatisfied with this solution.

"Then what do you want, Xiaoer, one life for one life, this old man thinks it's very reasonable." The old man on the opposite side obviously couldn't understand Han Shu's condescending attitude towards him, and said furiously in a deep voice.

"Yo! You still feel that you are reasonable in your relationship, this Dharma protector! I never like to suffer, since you! If you want to eliminate this problem, then~ you have to follow the method of this Dharma protector. "

As soon as these words were said, the faces of the people opposite were ashen, and the eyes of the elder looking at Han Shu were as cold and stern as if mixed with poison.

At this time, the disciple on the ground lowered his head, slack shoulders and remained silent. He may also know that his life is doomed tonight. Lu Jiangjiang couldn't help shaking his head in pity. This is the cannon fodder. It works!

"Then how about this? Elder, what about you! Or just drink this glass of wine." Han Shu slightly raised her chin, stared at the person opposite, smiled suddenly, raised her hand lightly to signal to the person behind her to move forward, next In an instant, there was a small glass of wine in her hand.

She moved the wine glass in her hand towards her, stared at it playfully, and played with it slightly, like a prodigal son, but even so, she didn't have the slightest chance to let the wine in the glass sway.

Lu Jiangjiang looked at this absurd scene with folded arms among the crowd, and couldn't help complaining to 229.

"Look at how arrogant she is! Tsk tsk, look at that old man across the way, that old face that smiles like a chrysanthemum during the day, is so angry now!"

229:"……"

"But! This Hanshu really has her, and she doesn't show any face to others." Lu Jiangjiang looked at Hanshu, and then looked at the micro-expressions on the other side from time to time.

At this moment, Han Shu was faintly impatient, so she changed the other one and continued to tilt her lips tightly. She waved the person behind her with the other hand, raised her chin, and gave the person who took her hand a slap. Wink.The aura on her body is so clear and strong that it can't help but make people feel scared.

The person who took the wine glass in his hand took it respectfully, and walked directly towards the person on the opposite side. The person on the opposite side immediately made a defensive posture, and the sound of drawing the sword suddenly came up one after another, raising the sword in his hand towards them. The disciples of the Devil's Cult who walked over.

"Elder~, don't say that I don't respect the elders. You see, it's so late today. If you settle this matter earlier, you can rest earlier!" Han Shu put one hand on Yoyo opened his head, reminding the stubborn person opposite.

The people on the opposite side were guarding against the person holding the wine glass at this time with hostile eyes: "A life is a life, besides, I intend to renounce this disciple and let you handle it yourself..."

"Huh? What you said is wrong. It is the son's godfather's fault. Although you are not his father, since you are both elders, you are not much different." Han Shu chuckled lightly, with a smile in his eyes. He didn't agree with his intentions, and cut off what he wanted to say.

At this time, the elder wanted to kill the person squatting on the ground with a sword, so he shouldn't have agreed to let him do it at this time. Things are on the surface.

Originally, according to their original plan, it should be a night attack tonight to let the poisoned person end, and then secretly kill Han Shu to encircle her in all aspects. They have already received the news that the leader of the demon sect is now Now they are not in the Devil's Cult at all, as long as Han Shu is completely eradicated, coupled with their long-term arrangements, within a period of time, their goals will be realized one by one.

Seeing that the person on the opposite side was still motionless, Han Shu changed his expression, frowned slightly and clicked his tongue, then Shi Shiran got up and walked to him with smooth steps.

Her speed was extremely fast, but she arrived in front of the elder in an instant, and all the disciples of the Flying Flower Sword Sect who hadn't reacted were all terrified. cold light.

Seeing someone pointing at him, Han Shu's face became extremely cold, and he glanced at several people playfully with fierce eyes and said leisurely: "The person who pointed his sword at this protector last time, now the weeds on the grave should be half grown. People are taller!"

As soon as these words were said, the faces of all the people in the audience changed, and they all looked at Han Shu with fearful eyes, fearing that this person would start killing at this moment.

When the elder heard her say this, his face was livid, he waved his hand, and then asked his disciples to put down the swords in their hands.

When Han Shu saw this person who felt ashamed because of his threat, he made such a move, Han Shu's thin lips curled up slightly.

"It's because the old man, as an elder, has no guidance!" As if giving up the stalemate, the man shrugged and pulled his shoulders. At that moment, he seemed to have aged several years. The cloudy eyes stared at the wine glass in her hand with determination.

In the next moment, the man snatched the wine glass from her hand and drank it in a gulp in the shock of everyone: "It's time to end this farce."

He only felt a pang of sadness in his heart. His action failed this time, and his result would not be better in the future. The burning sensation after drinking this cup interrupted all the thoughts in his mind.

Han Shu raised his eyebrows, but his cold eyes were full of smiles, full of evil spirits: "Okay! Then the junior will go first, and I hope the elder can have a good dream tonight." Han Shu Clasped fists slightly, provocatively said compliments, then asked his disciples to bring the rotten man who was kneeling on the ground at this time, turned around and was about to leave, regardless of the astonishment of the crowd behind him.