I'm really not a magician

"Yes, soul brother." Lokey nodded and said, "whether it's Fairy demon or fairy beast's meat, it's a great tonic for us."

"Yes." I nodded slightly and said, "first try the taste of fairy bird. If I don't have enough, I'll let him go."

After a while, the waiter brought many different kinds of fairy poultry meat and put them on the table. These fairy poultry meat had been simply and roughly treated, and the surface was coated with a layer of special honey. It looked crystal clear and extremely attractive.

I was about to taste it with chopsticks. Qiqi looked at one of the delicious immortal birds and directly drooled. Regardless of the image, he raised his hand, grabbed it, put it into his mouth and ate it. While wolfing down, he sobbed: "delicious... Um... Delicious..."

"Sir, take your time." the waiter smiled. "The shopkeeper should be back soon. When he arrives, I'll inform you immediately."

"OK, thank you." I nodded.

Then there was a big feast.

During this period, when we were halfway through the meal, a group of strong men carrying yellow flags suddenly walked into the door of the tavern. When they entered the door, they shouted carelessly: "waiter, let's go to xianniang. If I want to drink enough of it today, I'll see them off!"

All the guests in the tavern looked at this cry.

When the waiter saw this man, his face changed slightly. He forced a smiling face and shouted "get it", he quickly opened a table and said respectfully, "Lord Hong, sit down. Today's business is too good and the reception is not good. Forgive me."

"Your tavern has a bad business day? If you don't give it a good reception, you probably don't have to open it." the strong man named Hong snorted coldly, sat down on the chair, waved to several brothers behind him, and thrust the yellow flag on his shoulder into the floor. He was very arrogant.

"Yes, what Lord Hong said is, no, the shopkeeper is just out, otherwise he will entertain you in person." the waiter wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said respectfully, "Sir, as usual, there's enough xianniang. What can I eat?"

"Hmm..." Lord Hong rubbed the beard residue on his chin and said in a deep voice, "I heard that your tavern recently received some fairy demon meat of good quality. Give it to me together. The spirit stone or something. It's from the inside of your tribute."

As soon as the waiter heard this, he looked embarrassed and whispered, "Sir, when you came last time, you said so. The shopkeeper didn't care about it. It's difficult to give the tribute photo correctly this time..."

"Huh?" master Hong's face sank, and his body burst into an arrogant atmosphere. Even if he scared the waiter to sit on the ground.

He said coldly, "let you go, go. There's so much nonsense. I'm in a bad mood today. Believe it or not, I smashed your tavern!"

"Yes, sir, don't be angry. I'll give it to you." the waiter quickly got up and ran into the back kitchen.

Master Hong nodded with satisfaction. His cold eyes swept around. Many guests looking at this scene quickly withdrew their eyes and dared not pry at will.

I also took back my eyes, holding the immortal poultry meat in my chopsticks and ignoring it.

But the next second, what I was worried about happened.

This guy, he looked at me.

"Oh, when did some water fairies come to Senluo town? Why didn't anyone tell me?" he smiled, got up and walked towards my table. After looking at me, he said bluntly, "get out of here and give your grandpa a seat."

I calmly put down my chopsticks and looked up at the angry guy with four eyes facing each other.

The earth fairy is perfect, only one step away from the half step heavenly fairy.

Well, not bad.

I can see it. I can play very well.

"Boy, you're dumb. Let you give up your seat to Lord Hong? Didn't you hear?"

Behind him, the attendant who came in with Lord Hong shouted at me.

These people only have half a step to the realm of earth immortals, which I didn't pay attention to.

"If you want to sit, move your own chair. It's not a wild dog without legs and hands."

I smiled and responded faintly.

Just this sentence instantly quieted the whole noisy tavern.

The attendants stood up with a "brush" sound, took out pieces of spirit tools with a grade not lower than the middle grade, and walked towards me with a murderous spirit.

"If you dare to offend Lord Hong, I'll chop you and feed you to the dog today."

But Lord Hong stretched out his hand and waved to the attendants and said, "what's the trouble? Don't you see the fairy here? It's big and rough. No wonder I can't find my daughter-in-law and bring me a chair. I shouldn't be angry today."

Several attendants did not hesitate to do so.

Patter.

Lord Hong put his chair next to me, sat down, reached out his hand and bit away a bottle of unopened xianniang, put it into his mouth, gulped, looked carelessly at the most dusty Ziyan in several people's temperament, and joked: "this fairy, what's your name?"

Ziyan chewed the delicious food without expression and ignored it.

Master Hong's eyes flashed a chill, but he didn't get angry. He smiled and said, "yes, I haven't seen such a temperament woman for many years. It's very appetizing to me."

With that, he turned to Fu Zixuan and asked, "what's your name, little girl? Tell me your name to Lord Hong."

Fu Zixuan raised his red eyes and glanced at him lightly. He also didn't want to pay attention.

Qiqi's jumping temperament began to make trouble again. He threw the bones in his hand directly on the table, wiped his mouth with his hands full of honey, and said without giving face: "I said, big brother, if you grow up like this, don't learn to be a fairy. I see you are disgusting and smelly of sweat. Can you clean yourself first and then come out to make a fool of yourself?"

As soon as the words came out, the tavern was silent again.

Around, many guests put down their glasses and wanted to see what would happen next.

I didn't have any superfluous actions. I just looked at the scene quietly, and didn't intend to stop the idea of seven or seven people. On the contrary, I wanted to see what the Hong Lord wanted to do.

"Ha ha -" Mr. Hong smiled with pity, and the calluses on his face were all tightly together. The urn sound urn airway, "I Hong Yuanzhong have been in Senluo town for at least a hundred years. It's the first time I've met some of you who don't have eyes. It's interesting, interesting."

"Who doesn't have eyes? Do you understand politeness?" 77 patted the table with his small hand and retorted, "even if you disturb Miss Ben's interest in eating, you're still talking wildly here. I think you're the one who doesn't have eyes, right?"

"Presumptuous!"

"Die!"

Behind him, those followers who had calmed down again raised their knives and surrounded our table.

This time, Lord Hong didn't stop him. Instead, he said with a smile, "it seems that you guys have just entered the 25 caves? Haven't you even inquired about my reputation? Dare you yell at me like that?"

I glanced at him, felt the breath released from him, smiled and said, "what are you? You deserve our inquiry?"

"Boy -" master Hong put his hand on my shoulder with a gloomy face, squeezed it and sneered. "When I destroyed yuemen to take over Senluo Town, I made a rule that all disabled people below the immortal realm are not allowed to enter the town. Since you have so many women around you, most of them are rich children from other Dongtian, so I have a little background."

"However, listen to me. This is the territory of destroying yuemen. You can be a dragon or a tiger. Since you come, you should understand the rules and dish it for me. Don't look like a brain cripple who is not afraid of heaven or earth."

"I don't know how many people died in the later stage of immortality like you. I won't pay attention to any background you have."

"If you don't want to die, kneel down and knock my head a thousand times within ten seconds, and then let your followers be my plaything for one night. Forget what you offend me."

As soon as these words came out, I instantly felt the purple Yan's eyes around me cold, and more invisible condensation in the air.

But I didn't mess around. Instead, I looked at her, motioned her not to be nervous, turned to the guy named Hong Ye, and said with a smile: "a thousand heads, isn't it too little? The face given by Hong Ye doesn't seem to be enough."

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