Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei Chapter 1287: Arrogant dude

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Chapter 1287 Arrogant dude

Yin Ruochen said: "Then there is Lao Qianye Shaodian."

"It's easy to talk!" Mu Qianxi replied with a smile, like a big bad wolf who only has to run a little sheep.

All the malice was written on his face, but Yin Ruochen's face did not change a little.

"Let's go!" Mu Qianxi waved his hand and swaggered out of Beihan Hall with Yin Ruochen and went to Beihan City.

As soon as Mu Qianxi stepped out of the Beihan Hall, someone reported the news to the elder.

"Great Elder, Murong Qianye, that kid has left the temple with the Sanskrit Son, and he didn't take any of his guards."

The grand elder's face was gloomy, "Murong Qianye's fate is worthless, if something happens to the Saint San Francisco, it will be a big trouble. I really don't know why the temple master maintains that **** Murong Qianye so much." /

"What should I do?"

"Send someone to protect secretly. If there is an accident, protect the Son of Sanskrit, don't care about Murong Qianye."

"Yes!"

Mu Qianxi knew that someone was following them, bringing Yin Ruochen through the most prosperous street of Beihan Hall.

A handsome and luxurious young man plus a mortal son, the whole street has become crowded because of their appearance.

Onlookers, although Mu Qianxi was handsome after changing his face, he was not as good as Yin Ruochen. Many people came to Yin Ruochen.

Various eyes fell on Yin Ruochen's figure, and the holy light seemed to make everyone want to worship.

Mu Qianxi walked in front and said: "Sacred Son of Sanskrit, don't talk to the Shaodian."

She smiled unkindly, and she felt like she was walking around the street with the rarest animals.

Even if thousands of people watched, Yin Ruochen still had a soft and holy smile on his face, and he didn't mind being stared at by all kinds of people.

The elder was so angry that he was internally injured when he got the news, so he quickly sent someone to clear the field.

Sacred Son of Sanskrit, how could it be that some untouchables could see if they wanted to.

Suddenly there were fewer people, and this move seemed to have no effect on the person behind.

Mu Qianxi slowed down and walked to Yin Ruochen's side and said: "Master Sanskrit Son, are you always like this in Sanskrit Kingdom, like a rare animal, so the quality of your heart It’s so powerful, it doesn’t change its color."

The pleasant Sanskrit sound came to Mu Qianxi's ears, "What kind of rare animal is a spirit beast?"

"This is not the focus of my question."

"Poor monks seldom leave the temple, so Qianye said less things, not."

"You are not unhappy at all!"

"People's love, why should I be upset? I should be thankful."

Mu Qianxi said: "Well, what you said is reasonable. After you have been watched for so long, I will take you to a big meal."

Mu Qianxi took Yin Ruochen to the largest restaurant in North Cold City, and greeted him as soon as he entered the shopkeeper.

After all, these two people have caused such a sensation, he also knows.

"Two guests, please come inside!"

Mu Qianxi said: "Prepare the best and largest private room for me. Don't tell the little master that I don't have one. If you don't have it, your restaurant would not need to exist."

The young man is extremely arrogant and powerful, even if there is no shopkeeper!

"Of course it is. Please ask above, please, I must satisfy the two sons."

So, Mu Qianxi followed Yin Ruochen upstairs.

Mu Qianxi then started ordering, saying: "Bring me all the meat and not vegetarian dishes in your restaurant."

The shopkeeper was completely shocked. It was the first time he saw such an order.

"We have a lot of meat but not vegetarian dishes in our shop. I'm afraid you two......"

"That's right, I have money, Xiaoye!"

There are many boys and girls in the North Cold City, but this is the first time he has seen such a domineering and exaggerated boy.

The shopkeeper said: "I don't know what the customer needs?"

Yin Ruochen didn't say a word since he took his seat.

Sit there, a world of its own, calm and peaceful.

Mu Qianxi said: "My brother naturally likes the dishes I ordered. What are you doing? Why don't you go and prepare the dishes."

"Yes, yes!" The shopkeeper didn't dare to say anything, and was directly blasted out by Mu Qianxi.

Mu Qianxi saw the man who was about to turn into a silent Buddha and asked: "Holy Son of Sanskrit, I don't know if you are this year?"

Yin Ruochen said: "Qianye Shaodian asked the poor monk about the age verb is wrong."

"Then are you talking or not?"

"The poor monk is not over twenty."

"I'm actually very curious about how strong you are!"

"Slightly weaker than Yunxiu."

Mu Qianxi rolled his eyes, Guixin!

On the surface, it is the seventh rank of Lingdi, but it can be tied with Xiaobai.

Mu Qianxi smiled and asked, "I don't know if there is anyone who Sanskrit Shengzi likes?"

"No!"

"No! Do you like men or women?"

"The Buddha asked the poor monk to cultivate his mind. I have not considered this matter."

No matter how tough Mu Qianxi asked, Yin Ruochen remained calm and attitude.

This concentration is so powerful!

Mu Qianxi leaned back in the chair lazily and closed his eyes slightly. After asking so many questions, there was no useful information.

She lazily said: "Sure enough, chatting with you monk is meaningless."

Mu Qianxi is too arrogant, and the shopkeeper naturally makes people prepare food for delivery.

This is a super box, the space is very empty, but the dishes on the table are full of it.

Mu Qianxi said: "Monk, let's eat! They all look good."

Yin Ruochen started a cup of tea ceremony: "The poor monk drinks tea enough."

"How can this work? This Shaodian brings you out, but makes you hungry, I will be nice on purpose."

After that, Mu Qianxi began to add a pile of meat and put it in front of Yin Ruochen.

She said pitifully, "Presumably, Master Shengzi can't bear to feel guilty for this!"

The young boy's eyes are as light as water, and his pitiful eyes are more playful and cunning.

"The poor monk is a disciple of Buddhism."

"Monk, haven’t you ever heard of a saying called “Drinking meat through the intestines,” the Buddha left it in his heart. As long as you are focused on the Buddha, what you eat is only a matter of form. All mundane things will do."

Yin Ruochen's calm eyes flashed with waves, and he read the ten words Mu Qianxi said, why he had never heard of it.

"Eat, eat! You are welcome!" The meat in front of Yin Ruochen was about to pile up into a small hill.

She has inquired that there are not so many rules in the Sanskrit Kingdom of God, but I heard that Master Shengzi is very demanding and strict on himself.

Today, she just wants to break everything he has insisted on for a long time, to see when he pretends.

Mu Qianxi was also a little hungry, and started to eat quickly and not elegantly.

Yin Ruochen looked at the opposite boy and said: "Thousand Nights Shaodian's words are reasonable, and the poor monks are not sticking to superficial forms."