Chapter 682 Sneak into the night and kill 1

Time, a few more days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the evening.

A golden light flashed out of Qu Tan'er and Morian's rooms.

Then, it faded gradually and disappeared.

Qu Tan'er stared at the soft and silky hands of Morian City, but he could also toughen the fine tax.

After half a month, he could not step out of the house and was carefully crafting a weapon of praise.

Smelted from gold thread in the golden black jade spider.

At this moment, the Morin City vegetarian bowl moved, the thin cable flew out, and seemed to be flexible. After a while, he rolled up again and disappeared from his right hand. There was a smile of satisfaction on Jun Meishuang's face.

"City, is it done?"

"Well, better than before."

"The thing inside the monster is really useful. Let me also look at it." She came forward curiously, took his right-hand bowl, pulled the sleeves up, and saw only another underwear Sleeve, "Well? What about the cable?"

"Secret. Find it yourself." He smiled but didn't know.

"Don't look for it." Qu Tan'er smiled, and then the next step, Zou | ten also have a personality, "I want to know, will definitely take you off | Ah search ... "

Is it fun? Absolutely!

Of course, when a certain grandfather saw a woman just saying that she had no strength, she suddenly spread her arms, she said elegantly and indifferently: "Tell me, let's take it off!"

He looked forward and calm.

And a woman turned around in the next moment, "Master, I'll ask the shop's second to deliver food."

"No need. Come back. I remember that there is a shop in Cangfeng City that makes something particularly delicious, and I'll take you there in a minute. We won't be so relaxed after tonight."

It didn't take long before a pair stepped out of the room.

After both men bathed, they changed into a clean outfit.

Morian City took Qu Taner out of the inn, and even checked out.

The two walked for a long time, and before dark, they finally arrived at the South Street shop described by the City of Merlin. Almost almost to the end of South Street, quite inconspicuous, and only three or two old tables and benches.

The old noodle shop is not 50 years old and has a history of 30 years.

This is Qu Taner's first impression.

They just picked a table and sat down.

There was an old question: "What do the two guesthouses want to eat?"

"Elderly man, bring your favorite thing, cook a few dishes, and have a pot of unknown wine."

"This is a noodle shop. Are young people going in the wrong place?"

"No. I remember your presence, not the best."

"..." The old man inside said nothing more.

But you can hear the sound of cooking in the kitchen.

Qu Taner took a look here. Although ordinary, it seems a little unusual. There is a coercion that ordinary people can't feel, "City, here ..."

"Don't think too much about it. The old man's brewed wine and fried vegetables are the best in the world. You can eat more in a while, not everyone can eat it. Whether he does it or not depends on his interest. "Molian City whispered.

After he said that, Qu Tan'er's face looked a little bit anticipating.

Coming here, after so much experience, she didn't really enjoy a good meal.

After a while.

Two people drank a cup of tea.

A humped old man came out of the kitchen. Gray hair and wrinkles. His victorious eyes glanced at Merian City and Qu Tan'er, and he asked, "Young man, have you eaten old food? Have you drunk old wine?"

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like