The silence of rice

Meng Ziqing's face turned pale. After glanced at Liu Yang who was sitting beside her, she quickly lowered her little head.

She was complicated and confused. Liu Yang came to save her, but she was worried about Liu Yang's comfort.

Meng Ziqing knew in his heart that the current leader of the Song Gang was polite to Liu Yangke on the surface, but when he started fighting with Liu Yang later, he would definitely be murderous and get rid of Liu Yang quickly.

"Gang Song!"

Liu Yang looked at the bowls and chopsticks in front of him and grinned, "You're so polite."

"Ha ha--"

Liu Yang's bright smile made Song Zhenting laugh and said, "It should be, it should be!"

It seemed like an old friend who had not seen him for many years. Not to mention how happy the laughter was.

In the eyes of nearly a hundred men, the leader of the Song Gang, the leader was hiding his sword in his smile and did not take Liu Yang seriously at all.

But Liu Yang laughed so loudly, which made them feel that Liu Yang was pretending to be crazy and stupid.

Didn’t he know that this meal was a dead end, and after eating this meal, he had to go to the King of Hell to report.

Liu Yang was not polite, looked at the table of farm dishes and served himself a big bowl of rice, which was squirting from the wind.

The eating behavior made everyone's scalp feel a little numb.

As a result, everyone thought about it, after all, it was the last meal of a dead head. Being a full-fledged ghost is better than being a starving ghost.

Have a good meal and get on the road!

"hey-hey--"

Many people's sarcastic laughter came from behind Song Zhenting.

Even Song Zhenting thought so, and Liu Yang's food was so delicious, he must have regarded this meal as a slaughtered meal.

Meng Ziqing had no appetite and didn't want to eat anything else, and she didn't want to pretend to eat a few bites. She stared at Liu Yang blankly with tears in her eyes. Liu Yang, is it worth it to take risks alone to save me?

You can never come and hide.

At this moment, Meng Ziqing secretly swore in his heart that as long as he and Liu Yang left here safely, he would be fine for Liu Yang in his life!

Thinking of what happened now, and thinking about being treated like this by my mother and younger brother, Meng Ziqing regretted pulling Liu Yang to save her younger brother.

Song Zhenting also ate in big mouthfuls, and whatever he ate was delicious.

After Liu Yang finished two large bowls of rice and drank another large bowl of local chicken soup, he finally put down the empty bowl and chopsticks with satisfaction, patted his stomach, and exclaimed: "Master Song, the food in your farmhouse is really delicious, especially the local chicken soup, which is sweet and delicious!"

Song Zhenting slowly put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said with a smile: "It's good that you like it."

Liu Yang said again: "Master Song, your farm stay is not open to the public, right?"

“—”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and never expected Liu Yang to say this.

What does it have to do with you whether you are open to the public?

none of your business!

Obviously, Liu Yang's words were completely unreasonable, which made many of Song Zhenting's confidants want to piss him off angrily.

After Song Zhenting raised his eyebrows, he replied coldly: "Yes!"

Only Liu Yang asked in shock: "Then can I come and eat next time?"

“—”

I'm afraid the air will suddenly become quiet.

Liu Yang is not just playing cards without following the common sense, but he is simply a shocking word.

Next time, he wants to come for dinner next time!

Whether you can survive today is a question!

Even Meng Ziqing looked at Liu Yang with a look of horror.

The next second, Song Zhenting, a hot-tempered confidant, could no longer help but scolded him first: "Do you still want to come for dinner?

Don’t you know that this meal is your slaughtered meal!”

Song Zhenting did not stop his confidant from speaking rudely to Liu Yang, with a playful look on his face.

Obviously, Liu Yang's words made Song Zhenting feel unhappy, and the murderous intent in his heart became even more fierce.

"Dumped rice?"

Liu Yang thought about it and said meaningfully: "It refers to the last meal he ate before the beheaded prisoner in ancient times?"

"Ask aware of it!"

Song Zhenting's confidant sneered: "There is this consequence of the liver and gallbladder that hits our salt gang. Let you have a delicious farmhouse meal, which is a bargain for you."

Liu Yang smiled, and did not pay attention to him anymore, but looked at Song Zhenting and said indifferently: "By the way, Master Song, there is one more thing--"

"What's up?"

Seeing that Liu Yang wanted to speak but stopped, Song Zhenting raised his eyebrows and said.

“That’s right—”

Liu Yang clicked his mouth and said, "You saw it just now. I called me just now. I probably can't beat me here. Please send me a subordinate to send me and Meng Ziqing back later."

“—”

As soon as Liu Yang finished speaking, the entire Qingyun Mountain seemed to have turned into a dead land, a dead silence!

"Wow!"

The mountain wind blew the cypress leaves, making a rustling sound, and at this moment, it looked particularly harsh.

Everyone stared at Liu Yang with big eyes. Even Meng Ziqing could hardly imagine that Liu Yang would dare to speak so loudly.

This is not taking Gang Song leader seriously.

Before the fight could start, they started to arrange a "back" for themselves?

I've seen an arrogant person, but I've never seen such a crazy person.

At this moment, Song Zhenting's mouth twitched several times.

He is the Grandmaster of Huajin. In the eyes of ordinary people, he is like a god. However, Liu Yang seems to not take him seriously at all, and asked him to arrange a car to take him back later.

This is so arrogant that it is outrageous!

"Ha ha--"

But soon, Song Zhenting laughed out loud without being angry: "It's interesting, interesting. I haven't seen such an interesting young man in a long time."

Liu Yang smiled and said shyly: "Gangmaster Song, are you praising me?"

“!!”

Song Zhenting's laughter came to an abrupt end, and he wanted to take action directly and shoot Liu Yang to death with a palm.

This guy is simply arrogant!

"Yes, I'm praising you, your courage!"

Song Zhenting smiled, but the next second, his smile disappeared and said with a cold expression: "But if a person is too proud and has no self-knowledge, it is no different from seeking death."

"Liu Yang, I am also a talent-loving person. What's more, in this world, there are so many cultivators. So, I didn't want to kill you, but you repeatedly provoke me and don't kill you. How can my boss gain a foothold in my gang in the future!"

As he said that, Song Zhenting slowly stood up, his eyes were cold and a biting cold light.

He is fierce and has amazing momentum!

This is the true master of Huajin, with extraordinary strength!

Song Zhenting finally lost his last patience and was about to fight with Liu Yang.
Chapter completed!