Wu Sheng starts from strengthening

Chapter 62 Mysterious Girl
"Hey, girl, can you stop interrupting others all the time?"

Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore, stood up and scolded angrily.

Pan Ye thought she would stand up and retort, but she didn't expect her to sit on the seat with a dirty face, muttering to the companion beside her and didn't know what to say.

"Meow~"

The glutinous rice balls huddled up and sleeping in Pan Ye's collar woke up, Gululu crawled out, and curled up on Pan Ye's shoulders like a white snowball.

"This girl is interesting." Old Zhang smiled.

Soon, the waiter filled a large table with plates of fresh seafood.

"Eat and eat!"

The bright red blue crab, the large yellow croaker with fresh and white meat, and the earthy bamboo shoot jelly with a strange appearance but a springy taste.

Pan Ye filled a large porcelain bowl with snow-white fish soup, picked out the fish bones, and placed it next to the glutinous rice balls.

"Meow woo woo."

Tang Yuan happily flicked her tail, rubbed her head against the back of Pan Ye's hand, and concentrated on eating the big meal in front of her.

The three of them stopped talking immediately, only the sound of food being torn, the sound of teeth chewing, and the angry voice of the storyteller sounded not far away.

The table full of seafood quickly bottomed out.

"Xiaoer, bring another half a cow, and serve the dishes just now."

Pan Ye stroked his [-]% full stomach, and licked his lips with unsatisfied desire.

These three people are bottomless pits, and a table of dishes obviously cannot satisfy their appetites.

Especially Zu Wei, who tasted more ferocious than the two warriors. Before he swallowed the lobster in his mouth, he grabbed a few Pipi shrimp with one hand and a blue crab with the other, and stuffed them into his mouth.

"...Brother Zu, slow down, it's enough."

"Wooooooow, I haven't eaten such fresh seafood for a long time."

"Good guy, it's a pity that this elder brother didn't become a food broadcaster in his previous life."

Pan Ye secretly complained in his heart.

On the other side, the young storyteller slapped the gavel heavily and said loudly:

"Everyone, this is the end of today's "Yu Xian". If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down."

"Why is it over?"

"That's right, I haven't heard enough."

There was an uproar in the audience, and everyone showed unsatisfactory expressions, especially the strange girl.

She slapped the table again and stood up, loudly said: "I don't care, I'm going to listen to "Yu Xian" today, Qing'er, give me a reward!"

Next to him, a graceful woman in green clothes and veil stood up, walked to the storyteller's square table, and put down a big silver ingot.

"Hey, I don't know which lady from a rich family is so generous."

"Sir, my lady said, you can continue to talk, until she is satisfied, there will be rewards." The woman in Tsing Yi bowed slightly.

"This..." The storyteller said with a wry smile on his face, "This girl, it's not that I don't want to continue, but the story at hand ends here, and I don't have any more chapters to follow."

"Dare to ask, sir, where did "Yu Xian" come from?"

"It was written by a gentleman named 'Yangyu'. I also asked my friend to bring it from Rongzhou, and only one volume was published."

"Well, that's a pity."

"Ahem, let's talk about "The Legend of King Hong"."

shh~
There was booing from below.

"What, I can almost hear calluses in this biography, it's boring, Qing'er, let's go."

The girl looked disappointed.

Pan Ye and the three were sitting not far from the stairs. When the girl was about to go downstairs, she suddenly let out a surprise and looked at Tangyuan.

"Horrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."

The three people who had their mouths full of soup didn't pay attention until the girl went straight to the dining table.

"Meow!"

His head was buried in the glutinous rice balls in the porcelain bowl, and with a whoosh, he hid in Pan Ye's arms, curled up in a ball, his buttocks turned outward, and his body trembled, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

"Which of you is the owner of this cat?"

"What's your business, girl?"

Pan Ye stopped eating Hesai, wiped his mouth with a wet towel, and asked.

"Miss Ben wants this cat, please bid."

"Sorry, not for sale."

Pan Ye gently stroked the glutinous rice balls in his arms, stood up and looked down into the girl's eyes.

Her skin was creamy and her face was extremely beautiful. She was only half a head shorter than Pan Ye. She was dressed in a white long skirt, and her skin faintly reflected a faint luster under the sunlight.

At this moment, the girl's brows were raised upside down, and her two delicate eyebrows were twisted together. She was a little more indifferent than before, and looked delicate and cute.

"Qing'er, give me the money!"

Bang.

The woman in Tsing Yi put a sachet on the dining table and smashed it with a heavy and muffled sound.

"Look, is it enough?"

Pan Ye didn't even look at it, and refused in a cold voice: "If you don't sell it, you don't sell it. You still want to buy and sell it by force?"

"Hmph, do you think I don't know its identity?"

As she spoke, she took out a box exuding a strange fragrance from her bosom.

She opened the box to reveal the pink paste inside, dangled it in front of the glutinous rice balls, and said, "Little guy, do you want to go with my sister? If you go with my sister, this thing will belong to you."

"Meow?"

Smelling the scent of the glutinous rice balls that had been huddled in Pan Ye's arms, he turned around, his big eyes showed great obsession, and his small head swayed left and right following the girl's hand.

"??!"

Pan Ye, who was very confident in the glutinous rice balls, suddenly tasted them.

He gently tugged Tang Yuan's small ears.

"Meow!"

Tangyuan was firm immediately, and shook her head at the girl.

"Look, it doesn't agree." Pan Ye said with a smile.

Only then did the girl take a serious look at Pan Ye, then glanced at Lao Zhang and Zu Wei, and said with a smile, "Hey, no wonder the rejection is so neat, a ninth-rank martial artist, an eighth-rank martial artist, and an eighth-rank Taoist priest. Wearing a human skin mask? Interesting and interesting."

She clapped her hands and didn't leave, she found a bench and sat down.

The three of them, Pan Ye, looked at each other with shock in their eyes.

This woman, just looking at them, can see their specific cultivation?

"Girl, who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, I like your pet very much."

"Oh, I see that your strength is filling your body, and it hasn't penetrated into your bones yet, so you shouldn't have reached the eighth rank, right? I have something that can speed up your bone tempering, as long as you give it to me."

The girl who was still angry in front of her was smiling now, like a little devil who seduced ignorant boys.

Before Pan Ye could reply, she said to Lao Zhang and Zu Wei: "There are also you two, one is seriously injured, and the other is damaged in foundation, I can help you solve it, hurry up and persuade your partner."

The two of them would not believe her words, and shook their heads solemnly.

"Girl, please go back, it's not my pet, but my family, partner, no matter how much you pay, I won't sell it."

"Meow!"

Tangyuan also nodded.

"Interesting, since this is the case, I won't force you anymore. I will give you a piece of advice. It will never become stronger with you. I will give you half a month. If you regret it, you can come here and wait for me at any time."

　Thank you L Li Xiongfei for the monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)