Xiuxian Food Stall, a Hot Spot as Soon as It Opens

Chapter 165 Watch me slash the inner demon with my sword

The moment he got the Mee Pu milk tea in his hand, Fang Xian knew that his compromise was correct.

This was his second drink.

Compared to lemon tea, the name of Mee Pu milk tea is more eye-catching.

The walls of the cup were covered with water droplets, and the ice cubes were rubbing against them. A slight coolness penetrated the skin and reached the heart, calming the anger.

Take a big sip, and the smoothie wrapped in fruit pulp rushes into your mouth. The sweetness spreads in the coolness until the whole tongue is filled with the aroma of milk tea.

This gentle invasion made Fang Xiansheng unable to resist at all.

He stood there blankly, holding his milk tea and grinning foolishly.

The seemingly ordinary tea easily overturned his cognition. The ultimate enjoyment of vision and taste made Fang Xian wish he could drown in it.

Take a bite into the soul.

Fang Xian was captured just like that.

"Boss Lu, I was rude just now."

Fang Xian sincerely apologized to Lu Wu, but after Lu Wu casually waved at him, Fang Xian still felt sorry.

Fang Xian made a decision quickly.

To apologize, he decided to buy a few more cups of milk tea. He was so pious that Boss Lu must be able to feel his sincerity.

He didn't ask for anything else, he just hoped that after Boss Lu got his true heart, he would add a little more lemon to the beating he gave him.

He saw clearly.

The rest of the people had five or six lemon slices in their cups, and some even had a whole lime.

It's about his cutting corners.

Fang Xian felt very uncomfortable because of the little revenge from Boss Lu.

Fortunately, Mr. Lu, the boss of Mee Pu Milk Tea, stopped making any small moves. The brown sugar pearls were so soft and bouncy that Fang Xian couldn't bear to swallow them after biting them.

After taking a few sips, Fang Xian felt a chill in his head.

Very cool!

In order to pass on this refreshing feeling to more people, Fang Xian came to a person who was practicing hard with a cup in his hand.

This ascetic had entered the sect earlier than him and was determined.

Even though so many people were buying milk tea, this ascetic remained unmoved.

Fang Xian, who had just experienced bliss, wanted to "save" the other person.

He definitely did not intend to destroy the ascetic monk's religious faith because he had a grudge against him.

He will not seek revenge for any slight.

"Hoohoo!"

Fang Xian squatted two steps away from the ascetic monk. He blew air, bringing the fragrance of milk tea to the ascetic monk.

The fragrance is hard to ignore and is rich and mellow.

The ascetic monk with his eyes closed twitched his eyebrows. He was meditating quietly.

He admitted that the noise outside and the diners' endless praise for the milk tea had some influence on him, but since he had entered the door of asceticism, he had already prepared himself to resist temptation.

Just a cup of milk tea, how can it compare to his years of hard practice.

He silently recited the spell in his heart and immersed himself in the endless darkness.

When you close your eyes, your other senses become more acute.

A faint fragrance floated at the tip of his nose, and gradually gathered in his lungs as he breathed.

The sweet scent reminded the ascetic of his past inner demons.

She was a seductive woman from the Hehuan Sect, with a charming appearance and every move that was captivating.

He fell in love with it at first sight.

Since then, he has been chasing after her madly to pursue her.

Unfortunately, the other party never looked at her directly.

If you love someone, you shouldn't care about your efforts.

He believes that sincerity can move mountains and open up new horizons.

He chased and chased, but the evil woman was disturbed by him and slapped him, almost sending him to see the King of Hell.

It turned out that what separated them was not only the difference in status, but also their cultivation. From then on, the witch became his inner demon.

But he was also awakened by the slap. After thinking it over, he decided to forget those beautiful women and resolutely embarked on the path of asceticism.

Endure the most hardships and strive to become the best.

By then, he must regain his dignity from that witch.

"what?"

His mind was wondering.

He hadn't thought of this witch for a long time since he chose to kill his inner demon. Why did he remember her again now?

His mind was spinning. In the originally dark space, a figure loomed.

Her snow-white skin glowed with light, and her natural body fragrance made him dare not smell it for too long.

The mind is wavering and the state of mind is changing.

"do not want!"

He shouted loudly in his heart, he didn't want to see the witch who slapped him again!

Men's faces also need to be protected, okay!

However, his mind did not listen to his cries, and the shadow became clearer and clearer, appearing and disappearing, just as charming as before.

"No!"

He was desperate.

You know, the pain from that slap in the face lasted for three days and three nights before it subsided. He never wanted to go through the days of being laughed at by others with a pig-headed face again.

The shadows are still changing.

Only that hint of rich and sweet fragrance made him realize that his old friend had really appeared again.

In the end, he could only watch as the graceful shadow turned into... a cup of milk tea.

"what?"

White and fragrant.

It's milk tea for sure.

The ascetic's face turned black.

He was afraid for nothing.

He said, this is an important Buddhist place, how could that evil woman come to such a place.

Well, it seems that the milk tea aroused his desire, but he believed that he could easily extinguish this desire.

"break!"

He shouted loudly, his eyes shining.

"Just milk tea, watch me tear you into pieces!"

He had a feeling that as long as he could overcome his inner demons again, his cultivation would be able to reach a higher level.

The best way to defeat your inner demons is to face them head-on.

Then he opened his eyes.

The sun shines through the clouds, bringing a slight warmth to your skin.

The vision became clear, and the person in front of me came into view.

Her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque and her smile is sweet.

There is a natural charm in her every move, and the charm in her eyes touches the heart directly.

"Oh!"

His heart was hit.

Just like when we first met.

"Witch!"

He yelled, his voice breaking.

"No, that's not right. How could you be here? I must be dreaming. No, no, it's an illusion!"

Even in a dream, he didn't want to see the other person.

He used some magic to try to open the illusion, but no matter what he did, the woman in front of him still looked at him with a smile.

The look in his eyes was still condescending, treating him like dog shit on the roadside.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Fang Xian scratched his head as he looked at the other person's crazy look.

His opponent was indeed very powerful, and his milk tea temptation method did not work.

He was about to give up, but the man suddenly went crazy after opening his eyes, as if he had seen a devil.

But the person standing in front of him was clearly an unparalleled beauty.

"Tell me this isn't true."

After Fang Xian spoke, the ascetic monk grabbed Fang Xian as if he had found a life-saving straw.

"Brother, I don't like men."

This action made Fang Xian's hand tremble, and the milk tea in his hand fell down.

Seeing that the cup was about to fall to the ground, Fang Xian was very sad, but he saw a hand stretched out from the side to catch the cup.

The fingers were slender and long, as tender as green onions, and the cinnabar red nail polish made the skin look whiter than snow.

This perfect hand handed the milk tea to Fang Xian.

"Be careful, don't let Boss Lu's craftsmanship down, or I'll be angry."