Empress, she is beautiful Lu Ziye

Chapter 168 Self-cultivation

If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would have been frightened and ran away.After all, although Jin Lin has a good temper, when he is really serious, he is very dignified.

Pian Chuli looked like a normal person, with his elbows resting on his chin, his elbows resting on the edge of the table, his peach blossom eyes were full of smiles, "Hey, I'm quite irritable. You can't imitate Your Majesty, be gentle and courteous, treat people with care People are like spring breeze."

Jin Lin: "Shut up, you."

"Don't be so aggressive, you're good looking, but you don't look good when you're angry." Chu Li took a closed teacup from the tray and pushed it to him, "Come, drink some tea, cultivate yourself."

White and slender fingers pinched the dark brown cup and handed it to Jinlin.

It was obviously a pleasing sight, but it made his temples throb.

Unbearable, with a bang, the sword came out of its sheath, drew a concise arc in mid-air, and went towards the opponent's neck.

A big man, cheap and noisy, it's just a joke.

Chu Li tilted his head to the right in a jerk, barely dodging it, the wind from the tip of the sword brushed a strand of black hair on his temples, almost cutting it off.

He opened his mouth and asked in surprise, "Really?"

Jin Lin didn't want to spend too much time talking with him, so he turned his wrist, and Jian Feng followed immediately.

Chu Li supported the bench with his left hand, turned over to avoid it, and moved extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he reached a distance of ten feet, separated by two wooden tables.

Jinlin used his internal strength to chase after him, and his movements were vigorous.

His martial arts are not bad, but Chu Li's approach is very sideways, and he looks like he is about to be stabbed, but he misses it every time.

After a few moves, he was not injured at all.

The surrounding furnishings were not so lucky. The stools were scattered and the table legs were vacant. Fortunately, this teahouse is not very famous. At this time, there are only one table of them on the second floor.

Xiao Rongxi squinted his eyes, for example, it doesn't matter whether he wins or loses, but seeing the open and close posture of the two is also very appreciative.

He put his fingers on his knees and tapped lightly, blowing off the tea foam, letting the fragrance linger in his bosom.

When the shopkeeper heard the noise upstairs, he dragged Yuanyuan's body and ran up immediately. When he saw the mess on the ground and the people who were still entangled together, his vision went dark and his flesh ached.

He didn't understand why the people who were sitting together talking and laughing just now moved their hands in the blink of an eye?

"Ouch, don't fight, my desk, chair and bench!"

"My teapot and cup!"

A few days ago, two groups of people were drinking tea at his place. They also fought fiercely when they disagreed with each other, damaging several tables. In the end, one escaped and the other chased them, jumped out of the window, and no one came back. He could only eat This dark loss.

Today is even more unlucky, these two people are much more destructive than before, if the fight continues, he will probably drink the northwest wind during the Chinese New Year.

The two who were fighting hard couldn't hear what he said, their shots were unambiguous, and even intensified.

The shopkeeper didn't dare to go forward, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a young man sitting by the window, with a dignified appearance and an extraordinary bearing, and he knew the two of them well, so he hurried over.

"My lord," he bowed and cupped his hands, with a forced smile on his face, "Look, our business here is small, and we don't earn much money all year round. This, these two lords are too powerful. The small shop can't stand it."

"Since you guys know each other, can you persuade them to go play outside, it's spacious there."

Seeing his sad face, Xiao Rongxi couldn't help laughing, "It's okay, let them fight, and I will pay compensation after the fight."

(End of this chapter)