Chapter 213

In the silent restaurant, Chen Xiaoming's words echoed, and the young man looked at Chen Xiaoming as if he were a fool.

Are ordinary people so arrogant now? Dare they provoke cultivators?

Is the spirit sword floating in front of him not sharp enough, or is the other party blind.

After taking a look at the latter, the young man felt it necessary to let him know what an immortal is!

"Since you want to die, I'll send you down together."

Since Chen Xiaoming wants some tables, he will send Chen Xiaoming down to get them himself.

With a frown on his brow, Chen Xiaoming looked at the other party with uncomfortable eyes. A wisp of fragrance floated out and went towards the young man.

Almost for a moment, the aroma smelled, and the young man was stunned. Then his body stiffened and couldn't move.

The aura that had been running in his body stagnated at the moment. He had no choice but to mobilize it.

In his eyes, he looked at Chen Xiaoming in front of him in horror. His mind turned a hundred times, but he knew he was wrong. In front of him, where is this mortal? He is definitely an elder expert.

"Please calm down, elder. I'm a disciple of xuanbingzong. Please see..."

Before the words were finished, Chen Xiaoming waved to interrupt, glanced at each other faintly and shook his head.

"I'm just an ordinary person, not an elder."

After packing up his baggage, Chen Xiaoming patted the dust on it, carried it behind him, got up and went outside the restaurant.

"However, when you hit me, your ending has been decided."

Light words floated out, and the young man's expression suddenly changed. On his exposed skin, his green tendons burst up, and his red face showed the color of pain.

"Poof."

With a dull sound, the young man's eyes burst out, and then a plume of smoke emitted from his skin. However, in a moment, it shrouded the whole restaurant.

When the smoke dispersed, the figure of the young man had long disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

"How is this possible!"

The thin man has a look of horror in his eyes. In his eyes, the cultivation of a young man can make such a person disappear silently. Such cultivation is definitely a senior expert above the foundation period.

The thin man seemed to think of something in his eyes. He made a decision in his eyes. He pulled the woman in front of him and ordered something in his ear.

The girl shook her head firmly and her eyes were wet with tears. The thin man saw this, but he spoiled and touched the latter's forehead, and then whispered in his ear.

The girl's expression changed greatly. She grasped the man tightly with both hands, as if she wanted to stop anything, but with the man's determined eyes, the girl knew that her father had made up her mind and couldn't help lowering her head.

"Go, qian'er, this is your only chance."

The voice of yearning and reluctant words, the thin man's eyes with tears, but at the thought of the previous young man, he still held back and pushed the girl out.

Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, the girl looked at her father and stayed for a long time. Finally, under the coercion of the man, she turned around and ran out into the street outside the restaurant.

Looking at the back of the girl who left, there was a trace of comfort and relief on the thin man's face. The people of zongmen found his whereabouts. If the young man didn't go back to recover his life, zongmen would send others.

With his current situation, he can't protect himself, let alone protect his daughter.

Now the vitality is on the figure just now. It depends on whether it is blessing or life this time.

"Qian'er, you must succeed."

meanwhile

Chen Xiaoming walked on the street. The heavy snow brought a bit of cold, but dispelled a bit of unhappiness in his heart.

In the past three years, such things have happened several times, which makes Chen Xiaoming helpless.

Is he too nosy? Or did one of these people come together.

After thinking about it, if you were old devil Wang, you would probably leave directly and wouldn't do it at all.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiaoming's face couldn't help showing a faint smile.

"Sure enough, I'm more kind-hearted."

Shamelessly praising himself, Chen Xiaoming felt much better.

It doesn't matter whether you understand Tao or not. The important thing is to be happy.

"Master, master, wait for me."

Before turning around, there was a cry behind him. Chen Xiaoming frowned and turned around. He saw the girl in the restaurant running over in a hurry.

The girl looks only twelve or thirteen years old. Her delicate face is a little tender. Her long black hair and ponytail swing behind her. She is wearing a thick cotton coat. She is rustic, but her face is a little baby fat, but she looks a little cute.

"Senior."

Running to Chen Xiaoming, the girl said a word, then looked up and stared at Chen Xiaoming. The next second, she suddenly knelt on the snow and knocked heavily in the snow.

"Please accept me as a disciple!"

The voice of the childish words revealed the color of determination. The girl put her head on the snow and didn't lift it up. She had a posture that if Chen Xiaoming didn't agree, she wouldn't get up.

Chen Xiaoming couldn't help but be happy when he saw it. A smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were full of fun.

"Why should I take you as an apprentice?"

The voice of questioning made the girl's body tremble. She knew that Chen Xiaoming would not easily agree to come to the teacher so rashly.

"I'm in a good mood today. Well, just kneel here. When I'm in a better mood, I'll come back and take you as an apprentice."

Without giving the other party a chance to answer, Chen Xiaoming said it directly, then turned around and walked away.

Just a few steps, the figure stopped, and a voice with a bewitching breath floated out.

"Of course, if you can't stick to it, you can leave. Maybe I'll be in a good mood and accept you."

Finish saying, no more words, back hands, leisurely toward the distance.

It's rare that he Chen Xiaoming is in a good mood. The opportunity has been given to her. Just whether she can live me or not depends on herself.

Looking at the sky, it seemed that the snow was gradually getting heavier. The restaurant was gone, and Chen Xiaoming had to go to the only teahouse.

There are only one restaurant and teahouse in such a big city. Chen Xiaoming can't believe it.

With Chen Xiaoming's departure, the woman has an unbelievable look in her eyes. She has made the other party refuse. She chased and beat hard. Unexpectedly, the other party didn't refuse.

For a time, the woman took Chen Xiaoming's test, but seriously implemented it.

However, at the age of twelve or thirteen, even with a thick coat to keep out the cold, you can still feel the cold.

On the teahouse in the distance, Chen Xiaoming had sat down, his eyes looked at it from a distance, and the corners of his mouth smiled.

"Little fellow, it's up to you whether you can become my apprentice!"