Black Belly Summoner: Strong on the Evil Emperor

The old man touched his body again, but he didn't bring anything...

Uncle Roast Chicken was a little speechless.

The old man said hey, he seemed a little embarrassed like that, "How about—"

"Uncle, put it on us!" Nalan Zhenyue said slowly.

"We're not short of money, let's eat roast chicken!" The fat man shook his body and followed Nalan Zhenyue in.

"Not short of money!" Xiaoxin echoed with a smile.

Xiao Xi leaned over to the old man and said: "Old man, if there is a fate, you have to remember to return it, the money for three roast chickens, but you can really eat it!!!" After finishing speaking, Xiao Xi followed him in.

The old man was taken aback, "Who are they?"

"They..." Uncle Roasted Chicken smiled, "Old man, you are lucky today."

The old man still had the smile of the uncle roasted chicken, and at this moment the drunk old man rushed back, holding two jars of fine wine in his hands.

“Roasted chicken with good wine is absolutely delicious!!!”

"They all went in!" Uncle Roasted Chicken laughed.

"Okay, I'm coming too!" The drunk old man also went in.

"Amitabha, uncle, is there any roast chicken that can dance?"

After the drunk old man went in, the monk Jie Ai also appeared, clasped his hands together.

Uncle Roasted Chicken was stunned, Roasted Chicken that can dance?

Monk Jie Ai also went in.

The old man and the uncle who roasted the chicken looked at it for a while, and at this moment, Xiaoxin's voice came from inside, "Where's the orange juice? Where's the orange juice!?"

"Xiaoxin, you want orange juice to buy yourself!!!"

Doge's voice, "I just want to drink coconut juice, I'll go buy some orange juice by the way!"

"Doge, you are a man, men have to drink, monk, I am also a man, so I have to drink too!!!"

"Cut!!!" Qi Qi disdainfully.

The roasted chicken uncle reacted and laughed a few times, but the old man looked at the innermost part of the roasted chicken shop thoughtfully.

Nalan Zhenyue has been in a bad mood for the past few days since Mo Zifei returned to Shangjingtian, but she finally calmed down today. How can she say that there are so many people around her accompanying her, so she has to work harder. .....for eternity hereafter...

Jieai Monk, Drunken Old Man, Duoge, Nalan Zhenyue Xiaoxin, Xiaoxi, and Fatty Huohuo, these people completely finished the roast chicken portion of Uncle Roast Chicken in the afternoon, and everyone's belly is round Yes, it was a joy to eat, and they were the only ones left in the shop.

Uncle Roasted Chicken found a place to sit. I don’t know why. Watching these people eat roasted chicken seems to be very happy. These people are really interesting!

"Xiao Zhenyue, where's the flute, here's a song!!!"

Nalan Zhenyue's cheeks were slightly rosy, she seemed to have drunk too much, and she was very excited, "Okay, let's have a song!!!"

"Uncle, are there any dancing chickens, let them come up!!!" The monk also drank too much.

Uncle Roast Chicken laughed a few times.

Nalan Zhenyue had an extra flute in her hand, which was exactly the one Qiqi gave her.

The melodious and light flute sound came out slowly.

Like little jumping fish, they go up and down, very cheerful.

The drunk old man beat the beat of the flute with his chopsticks.

"Dancing Roast Chicken, Dancing Roast Chicken!!!"