After changing the medicine for the boy, Yao Xingxing went out and continued to inquire about the news about Muzijun, while thinking about how to uproot him.
Ji Yan's Li family's advantage lies in their high cultivation level, which can be broken up by pulling out the tall man. However, the Mu army of the Yangtze River was spread out, and the overall cultivation level was not outstanding, but the people all over the city were full of them and they could not play a big role in attacking some individuals.
If all these people were killed, it would be like a massacre of the city, which would cause extremely bad effects and would inevitably attract the attention of all parties.
That's not what she wants to see
The main force that can change the world later is still developing. Exposing them to the public's vision in advance will only cause them to die prematurely
Only by making money in silence can they have a chance to turn the tables
But before that, Yao Xingxing might have to deal with the trouble in front of her first. She walked on the street and was actually stopped.
Moran looked up and down at the two people who were blocking them, and then looked at the unidentified smile on each other's face.
Is she a meeting with the legendary part of teasing a good woman?
The girl looked at her. It was her first time in Yangcheng. The person who spoke looked like a terrible person, but unfortunately she had an ugly voice.
Get out of the way, Yao Xingxing said two words impatiently
Why are you so angry? We just want to chat with you. We are so familiar with you in Changcheng. We can take you wherever you want. The man on the right said that he had to lean over and his arm was about to draw her waist.
Yao Xingxing retreated and avoided it disgustingly, and was already thinking about where their cemetery was built.
At this moment, a fan suddenly appeared next to him, and opened the salty hand with a snap. He chuckled and said in a clear voice, "It is not a gentleman to just touch the girl's house." Please respect yourself, brothers, please
The voice is so familiar. Yao Xingxing turned around and saw that the person who came was not Ji Yan had worked with him once. Who was Fan Ke?
Fan Ke noticed her gaze, looked over with a graceful look, smiled and greeted her softly
Master Yao, it’s really fate, we meet again
Before Yao Xingxing could answer the conversation, the two men on the opposite side who had been disturbed were yelling and scolding in anger.
Where did you come from a young man? You dare to care about your own business!
Fan Ke smiled apologetically at Yao Xingxing, and looked back at the clamoring two people. He looked fierce and kicked the human-shaped roadblocks in front of him one by one.
Two muffled bangs sounded one after another, Yao Xingxing looked at the two people silenced in the corner of the wall, and suddenly blinked in a complicated mood.
I was taught, she shouldn't have talked nonsense to those two people just now. Fighting in the city is normal. If you encounter such a thing again, you just need to learn from Fan Ke and use less mouths and more hands-on treatments, and you can solve it as quickly as possible.
Fan Ke, who cleared the roadblock, elegantly sorted out his slightly messy clothes, turned around with a faint smile, and taught me a lesson about this kind of clown. I don’t know if Master Yao is willing to move and go to the nearby teahouse to talk.
The teahouse is just a few dozen steps away on the street. Fan Ke was in the window on the second floor of the teahouse and accidentally found Yao Xingxing who was mixed in the crowd. He came down and wanted to invite her to sit up, but she encountered a little trouble in a while.
In the box, Jin Zile, a strong man with a burly figure, was also there, holding the book aside in his hand, and immersing himself in the sea of books with concentration.
Meng Cheng, who was still dressed in dark clothes, sat by the window, tilting his head, looking out the window motionless like an old monk entering a meditation, as if someone had come into contact with the house and didn't notice it.
After entering the door, Fan Ke warmly greeted her to sit down. Yao Xingxing looked at the teacup in front of Meng Cheng for a breath, and then slowly raised her eyes to look at the half mask on his face.
Since you are drinking tea, why are you still wearing a mask that covers your mouth? Could it be that you drink it with your mind?
Fan Ke, who was pouring tea for her, noticed her gaze and explained to Meng Cheng that Brother Meng had suffered a facial injury, so he didn't like to take off his mask in front of outsiders.
Yao Xingxing nodded in understanding, but Yu Guang still glanced over curiously, looking at Meng Cheng's half nose and eyes without a trace. At this time, the other party just turned around, and his eyes accidentally bumped into her.
The eyes meet, one eye is indifference without any emotional fluctuations, the other is curiosity, and a faint faint embarrassment that flashes after being caught
Yao Xingxing smiled concealedly, lowered her head and looked away to drink tea, pretending that nothing had happened. Meng Chengwan patted her, as if she had just glanced at her quietly before lowering her eyelids, making people silently unable to tell the truth.
She is not good at dealing with people who are too cold, and she prefers to get along with talkative people like Fan Ke. Since Meng Cheng has no desire to talk, she will not deliberately talk to him. She turns her head and talks to Fan Ke who is more tempting.
It turned out that the three of them arrived in Yancheng a few days ago. When talking about the purpose of this trip, Fan Ke joked that Yancheng was full of flowers and came to see the world specially.
I didn't want to say anything as soon as I finished speaking, I received a suspected eyebrow glance from Meng Cheng. His eyes fluctuated very subtle, so he was not sure if he had read it wrong.
Yao Xingxing did not notice these details and smiled at what he said, not knowing whether he believed it or not.
Jin Zile next to him finally pulled out of the sea of books, raised his head and found a woman sitting in the room. He glared in surprise, and then looked at Meng Cheng, who was sitting next to him without any reaction, showing an incredible expression.
Fan Ke brought the woman back and sat next to him, but Meng Cheng was not angry?
Carefully put away the book, Jin Zile glanced at Yao Xingxing, who was facing his back, and complained about Fan Ke with a loud voice.
I said to Brother Fan, why did you bring the woman here again? You asked her to sit next to Brother Meng. You have to beat you again, so that you can remember whether he hates women getting close to him.
Unexpectedly, Jin Zile would suddenly explode his black material. Fan Ke choked on the tea without any warning, coughed a few times to try to overshadow his voice, and then interrupted in a hurry: Lao Jin, don't talk nonsense, this is the leader Yao that we Ji Yan knows, not others
President Yao? Jin Zile walked forward skeptically. After looking closely, he found that this person really looked familiar.
At this time, Yao Xingxing turned his head at the right time, exposed his side face, and asked him to see it clearly
It's really! It's a sin. Just now, it was Jin who had a slim eye and didn't recognize Taishan. If he offended, I hope that the leader of Yao Haihan would be surprised and regret it. After recognizing the person, Jin Zile was surprised and regretted. Looking back on his despise and disrespect for her just now, he quickly bent down to sue him.
A few words are not just frivolous, not targeting her. Yao Xingxing doesn't care about it, and she will reveal the misunderstanding in one sentence.
The misunderstanding was resolved. Jin Zile was about to sit down for tea. At this time, there was a sudden commotion downstairs. The noisy voices and the harsh sound of tables and chairs pulling, and they were staggering upstairs.
Finally, I made it my place. What I wrote was not a small article, but a romantic story about driving a car
Ji Yan's Li family's advantage lies in their high cultivation level, which can be broken up by pulling out the tall man. However, the Mu army of the Yangtze River was spread out, and the overall cultivation level was not outstanding, but the people all over the city were full of them and they could not play a big role in attacking some individuals.
If all these people were killed, it would be like a massacre of the city, which would cause extremely bad effects and would inevitably attract the attention of all parties.
That's not what she wants to see
The main force that can change the world later is still developing. Exposing them to the public's vision in advance will only cause them to die prematurely
Only by making money in silence can they have a chance to turn the tables
But before that, Yao Xingxing might have to deal with the trouble in front of her first. She walked on the street and was actually stopped.
Moran looked up and down at the two people who were blocking them, and then looked at the unidentified smile on each other's face.
Is she a meeting with the legendary part of teasing a good woman?
The girl looked at her. It was her first time in Yangcheng. The person who spoke looked like a terrible person, but unfortunately she had an ugly voice.
Get out of the way, Yao Xingxing said two words impatiently
Why are you so angry? We just want to chat with you. We are so familiar with you in Changcheng. We can take you wherever you want. The man on the right said that he had to lean over and his arm was about to draw her waist.
Yao Xingxing retreated and avoided it disgustingly, and was already thinking about where their cemetery was built.
At this moment, a fan suddenly appeared next to him, and opened the salty hand with a snap. He chuckled and said in a clear voice, "It is not a gentleman to just touch the girl's house." Please respect yourself, brothers, please
The voice is so familiar. Yao Xingxing turned around and saw that the person who came was not Ji Yan had worked with him once. Who was Fan Ke?
Fan Ke noticed her gaze, looked over with a graceful look, smiled and greeted her softly
Master Yao, it’s really fate, we meet again
Before Yao Xingxing could answer the conversation, the two men on the opposite side who had been disturbed were yelling and scolding in anger.
Where did you come from a young man? You dare to care about your own business!
Fan Ke smiled apologetically at Yao Xingxing, and looked back at the clamoring two people. He looked fierce and kicked the human-shaped roadblocks in front of him one by one.
Two muffled bangs sounded one after another, Yao Xingxing looked at the two people silenced in the corner of the wall, and suddenly blinked in a complicated mood.
I was taught, she shouldn't have talked nonsense to those two people just now. Fighting in the city is normal. If you encounter such a thing again, you just need to learn from Fan Ke and use less mouths and more hands-on treatments, and you can solve it as quickly as possible.
Fan Ke, who cleared the roadblock, elegantly sorted out his slightly messy clothes, turned around with a faint smile, and taught me a lesson about this kind of clown. I don’t know if Master Yao is willing to move and go to the nearby teahouse to talk.
The teahouse is just a few dozen steps away on the street. Fan Ke was in the window on the second floor of the teahouse and accidentally found Yao Xingxing who was mixed in the crowd. He came down and wanted to invite her to sit up, but she encountered a little trouble in a while.
In the box, Jin Zile, a strong man with a burly figure, was also there, holding the book aside in his hand, and immersing himself in the sea of books with concentration.
Meng Cheng, who was still dressed in dark clothes, sat by the window, tilting his head, looking out the window motionless like an old monk entering a meditation, as if someone had come into contact with the house and didn't notice it.
After entering the door, Fan Ke warmly greeted her to sit down. Yao Xingxing looked at the teacup in front of Meng Cheng for a breath, and then slowly raised her eyes to look at the half mask on his face.
Since you are drinking tea, why are you still wearing a mask that covers your mouth? Could it be that you drink it with your mind?
Fan Ke, who was pouring tea for her, noticed her gaze and explained to Meng Cheng that Brother Meng had suffered a facial injury, so he didn't like to take off his mask in front of outsiders.
Yao Xingxing nodded in understanding, but Yu Guang still glanced over curiously, looking at Meng Cheng's half nose and eyes without a trace. At this time, the other party just turned around, and his eyes accidentally bumped into her.
The eyes meet, one eye is indifference without any emotional fluctuations, the other is curiosity, and a faint faint embarrassment that flashes after being caught
Yao Xingxing smiled concealedly, lowered her head and looked away to drink tea, pretending that nothing had happened. Meng Chengwan patted her, as if she had just glanced at her quietly before lowering her eyelids, making people silently unable to tell the truth.
She is not good at dealing with people who are too cold, and she prefers to get along with talkative people like Fan Ke. Since Meng Cheng has no desire to talk, she will not deliberately talk to him. She turns her head and talks to Fan Ke who is more tempting.
It turned out that the three of them arrived in Yancheng a few days ago. When talking about the purpose of this trip, Fan Ke joked that Yancheng was full of flowers and came to see the world specially.
I didn't want to say anything as soon as I finished speaking, I received a suspected eyebrow glance from Meng Cheng. His eyes fluctuated very subtle, so he was not sure if he had read it wrong.
Yao Xingxing did not notice these details and smiled at what he said, not knowing whether he believed it or not.
Jin Zile next to him finally pulled out of the sea of books, raised his head and found a woman sitting in the room. He glared in surprise, and then looked at Meng Cheng, who was sitting next to him without any reaction, showing an incredible expression.
Fan Ke brought the woman back and sat next to him, but Meng Cheng was not angry?
Carefully put away the book, Jin Zile glanced at Yao Xingxing, who was facing his back, and complained about Fan Ke with a loud voice.
I said to Brother Fan, why did you bring the woman here again? You asked her to sit next to Brother Meng. You have to beat you again, so that you can remember whether he hates women getting close to him.
Unexpectedly, Jin Zile would suddenly explode his black material. Fan Ke choked on the tea without any warning, coughed a few times to try to overshadow his voice, and then interrupted in a hurry: Lao Jin, don't talk nonsense, this is the leader Yao that we Ji Yan knows, not others
President Yao? Jin Zile walked forward skeptically. After looking closely, he found that this person really looked familiar.
At this time, Yao Xingxing turned his head at the right time, exposed his side face, and asked him to see it clearly
It's really! It's a sin. Just now, it was Jin who had a slim eye and didn't recognize Taishan. If he offended, I hope that the leader of Yao Haihan would be surprised and regret it. After recognizing the person, Jin Zile was surprised and regretted. Looking back on his despise and disrespect for her just now, he quickly bent down to sue him.
A few words are not just frivolous, not targeting her. Yao Xingxing doesn't care about it, and she will reveal the misunderstanding in one sentence.
The misunderstanding was resolved. Jin Zile was about to sit down for tea. At this time, there was a sudden commotion downstairs. The noisy voices and the harsh sound of tables and chairs pulling, and they were staggering upstairs.
Finally, I made it my place. What I wrote was not a small article, but a romantic story about driving a car
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