Dimensional Eroders

Before Lin Pingzhi chased him to Huiyan Tower, Tian Fugui tapped the little teacher's acupuncture points, dragged his body and hurried on the road with light kung fu, throwing off a group of passers-by, and arrived at the restaurant that had been booked in advance.

Hei Hei Wan was also surprised in his heart, there are so many restaurants in Hengyang City, why come to this one? But the master asked, and he dared not refuse.

After taking Yilin up to the second floor, he pressed the little nun on the seat beside him, and without releasing the acupoints, he directly asked Xiaoer to serve wine and meat, and then drank alone, venting his anger and unhappiness.

If one day ago he was still the flower picker Tian Boguang, and seeing such a bald girl with a bald head within the shelf life of a fish and a wild goose, he would have aroused a strong special habit; then yesterday he witnessed the darkness of hell with his own eyes. up.

At this moment, there is an evil fire in his heart, which has nothing to do with desire, and he just wants to cut people to vent his anger. But his vicious, mad dog aura made the surrounding guests stay away, and the waiter who served the food trembled, fearing that the knife-wielding guest would cut himself if he didn't like it.

Unable to vent, Tian Boguang could only drink wildly to relieve his worries.

Tear!

Reaching out to tear off a leg from the roast chicken, he was about to gnaw it off, but suddenly stopped.

Heimouwan turned his head sharply, and looked at the little nun who couldn't move, with a face of panic and despair, and tears swirling in her eyes. Then I recalled the master's arrangement last night.

Today is a vulgar drama of 'hero saving the beauty', he only needs to act in his true colors, he cuts Lin Pingzhi first, and then he was exhausted due to yesterday's serious injury, so he lost to the opponent logically, leaving the two of them alone Run away, thereby deepening Lin Pingzhi's impression in the mind of the little nun.

It was up to him to control the scale, the more he hurt Lin Pingzhi, the bigger his image in the little nun's heart would be.

Tian Fugui is a smart person. After learning about the plan last night, he boldly suggested, why not drug the little nun? Cook raw rice and cooked rice to facilitate good things for the young master.

But what kind of person is Bailang? The Messenger of Justice, the Virgin of Recycling, the Heir of the Golden Spirit, Heals the Wounded and Saves the Dying, Loves Tutoring Children with Homework... How can they do such nasty things as 'prescribing drugs'? Shift his camp.

Lang has a 90% chance of winning, and Yilin will have a good impression of Lin Pingzhi, so why bother? Prescribing medicine will only leave a thorn in the hearts of the two of them, and they will be inferior.

What he has to do is to create conditions, create an atmosphere, and then let it develop naturally.

After hearing this passage, Tian Fugui stopped beeping blindly, and knew where Bailang's bottom line was. However, as the new ninth generation, after visiting the totem and being inspired by divine grace, he realized the background of the "Healing Church". My position is not stable, and I urgently need to make some achievements to consolidate my position.

Although he can't prescribe medicine, he has a way to assist the "Young Gang Master".

"Hey!" Tian Fugui smiled evilly at the little teacher, Yilin's body stiffened in shock, and goosebumps stood up on the back of her neck.

Darkness Wan poured himself a drink, and got another glass of wine, but didn't drink it. Instead, he pinched the little teacher's chin, helped her raise her head, and then fell in.

Yilin was choked and coughed instinctively, but Tian Fugui took the opportunity to threaten: "Relax, take a deep breath, treat it like drinking water. If you behave well, I won't touch you. If you behave badly, my hand will be broken." From your collar, it is convenient to exercise close to your body and soothe your body."

Yilin was frightened to death, her face turned pale, she swallowed the wine forcefully.

"Okay, okay, after drinking this cup, there are three more cups! Come on, do it!"

Tian Fugui was overjoyed, he didn't know if the little nun had feelings for his young master, but helping her relapse would definitely be a bonus. After pouring three glasses of wine to the little nun, the other party was already in tears, he finally stopped and stuffed the chicken thigh into Yilin's mouth.

"It doesn't matter if you can't chew it. Hold it in your mouth and give it to Grandpa to lick it. Taste carefully. What is the taste of meat? Aftertaste slowly, what is the taste of chicken!"

After all, Tian Fugui was in a much better mood, and began to eat and drink on his own.

And his actions attracted the attention of diners in the restaurant. Many people recognized his identity, but due to the huge disparity in strength between the two sides, no one felt wronged.

Until another group of people came up the building... Taishan sent Taoist Tiansong to lead the disciples to the second floor. After seeing the uniform uniforms of the Hengshan masters from the corner of his eye, he immediately looked over.

Then I saw the scene where Tian Fugui raised the jug and poured it into his mouth. Beside him, a young nun in the shape of a small quail was sitting motionless, biting a chicken thigh in her mouth, the chicken leg bone protruding from her mouth like a fort, aiming forward, the strange scene of tears constantly falling from the corners of her eyes .

Taoist Tiansong was taken aback by Yilin's appearance, and then discovered that this nephew of the Hengshan School was restrained by Tian Boguang's acupoints.

He was a little flustered, he knew Tian Boguang's strength, he was no worse than Qingcheng Yu Canghai. In terms of martial arts, he is a little bit higher than him, but he is a well-known and upright member of Mount Tai, and his fights are often based on exchange of ideas, and do not advocate fierce fighting. If he fights against Tian Boguang's blood-licking, unfettered evil way, he will often fall into a passive position because he subconsciously saves his opponent's life, and the gap will be evened out.

If he turned a blind eye, the five mountain disciples were hijacked by the flower pickers, but he left without paying attention, which would damage the prestige of the Taishan School.

While Tiansong was struggling psychologically, the diners on the second floor all cast their eyes on eating melons and watching the fun, making him even more passive. In the end, Tiansong Laodao chose to draw his sword!

And Tian Boguang, who was drinking, paid attention to the stairs the whole time, waiting for Lin Pingzhi to appear, and didn't care about the 'bald chicken leg fort' beside him. After worshiping the evil energy totem last night, he liked to offer the evil spirit set meal.

Bailang implanted the jade cicada left behind by Lin Yuantu into the sea chakra with the Hua Tuo technique. Even though Tian Fugui hadn't cultivated the relevant internal skills, he was successfully strengthened under the activation of Bailang's evil spirit qi, and gradually felt the state of "half-step innate".

It's a pity that he only planted Gu last night, the time is too short, and he hasn't fully adapted, otherwise his strength will usher in a round of soaring.

When Tiansong joined hands with his disciples to attack Tiansong, one second Tian Boguang was still drinking in his seat, and the next second he cut Tiansong's disciples with a sharp knife like a wind afterimage. Retaining it, he cut off the old man's right arm holding the sword and kicked him over.

There was a burst of exclamation and screams on the second floor, and people began to flee. At the same time, a young man from the Huashan faction passing by on the street heard the commotion and looked curiously. Hearing the 'flower picker, murderer, Mount Tai, nun...' heard from the crowd, he rushed in with a heartbeat.

Tian Fugui chopped Fantiansong and did not take his life, but drank again, waiting for the protagonist to appear. The depression in my heart has dissipated a lot. Then, he saw Linghu Chong.

Looking at the Taishan School's uncle who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and seeing the young master of the Chicken Leg Fortress, Linghu Chong did not back down, but instead had the idea of ​​saving others. He rolled his eyes and roughly guessed one or two things. If he wanted to save people, he could only outwit and be invincible.

So he pretended to be unrestrained and laughed loudly, attracting Tian Fugui's attention: "Brother, little brother Linghu Chong. The little girl in this store has escaped, and there is no one to entertain him. May I ask you for a drink?"

"Get lost!" Tian Fugui gave him a contemptuous look, a nobody he'd never heard of, trash.

"Your Excellency is Tian Boguang, right? I have heard of your reputation for a long time, and you are bold and free-spirited. I wanted to drink and discuss martial arts with you, but I didn't expect to meet such a person as you are famous for?"

Linghu Chong deliberately counterattacked the other party, and stepped forward tentatively, wanting to sit on the opposite side and continue talking tentatively, to see if he could find a chance? And Tian Fugui's unmoved appearance made him feel at ease.

However, Tian Fugui's soul has been sublimated long ago, and he doesn't care about his reputation in the world, let alone the flirting of an unknown person, he doesn't care at all.

Linghu Chong grabbed a wine jug from the next table and boldly walked up, defenseless, showing his sincerity. Then, he raised the jug and took a sip, laughing smartly:

"Good! Really good wine! Brother Tian..."

He had just opened his mouth, and when he was about to toast Hei Heiwan, a brilliant knife light cut across his face, and his world was suddenly pitch black.

In the end, he only heard Tian Boguang cursing and saying: "Brother Tian is also your name?"