Tong Zhen was attracted first, followed by Mr. Hong. After seeing that it was Jing Li, it was not surprising.

But after those alchemy hands are used to cook the meat,...

"This girl won't let anyone live. Is she coming to steal my job?"

Mr. Hong's muttering made Tong Zhen couldn't help but roll his eyes. How come his Qingyun Peak was full of poisonous people? It seemed that he wanted to perform a ritual to drive away evil spirits.

"Come, come, let's eat spicy hot pot together, there's a lot of meat!"

Jing Li politely made room and added two sets of bowls and chopsticks to the table.

Mr. Hong was not the kind of polite person. As for Tongzhen, the smell was really tempting, so he couldn't hold it back and joined the shabu-shabu brigade.

The taste was probably pure, and Tongzhen took the rare opportunity to bring out his own wine.

After Jingli drank Tongzhen's wine, she thought that no wonder the old man was so fierce. This wine could be put up for auction, but she burned it completely with a fireball.

Ten people put their heart into the piece, and a table of people put their heart into it.

"Little friend, who did you learn this alchemy skill from?"

Mr. Hong just talked about this topic casually, but everyone's ears perked up.

"Old friend, you don't know something. All my abilities come from the fact that I lived several lives. In one of them, I joined a large sect, and the senior brother in the sect was extremely skilled in alchemy..."

"I was taught by him."

"Hiccup~!" Mr. Hong burped.

"Then who is your senior brother?"

"My senior brother, he is extremely talented and beautiful, unparalleled in the world, elusive and unpredictable... But, I haven't had time to see his face yet. Although I have never seen him, he In my heart, he is the most powerful..."

Jingli was a little tipsy after three rounds of wine, and what she uttered was true words. However, no one believed her. They just thought that Jingli was drunk and started talking nonsense.

Only Zhao Qingyan knew that Jing Li was telling the truth.

"Little friend, teach me how to make your spicy hot pot. From now on, you can come to the canteen for free."

Mr. Hong and Jing Li had the same preferences. They ate, drank and chatted, and they had become close friends.

And the topics became more and more outrageous.

Tong Zhen listened carefully at first, but then he left a bottle of wine and ran away. He was afraid that he would be infected if he stayed any longer.

Jing Li was not drunk at first, but Tongzhen's wine should not be underestimated, so he became really drunk later on.

When Rong Heng came over, Jing Li was dancing with Mr. Hong who was also drunk...

Lingmiao didn't expect to see such a scene when she came back, and then she silently took out a picture stone.

She is indeed a good senior sister. If she can have such a growth record as a junior sister in her lifetime, she will die with no regrets.

Rong Heng's aura was so strong that the others did not dare to speak out, except for Jing Li who was still dancing.

Mr. Hong was very sharp and slightly conscious. He ran away immediately after seeing the sect's creditor.

Immediately after everyone left the venue, Xue Yunye, Ning Xu and others saw the indifferent man gently carrying Jing Li on his back, his movements gentle and gentle.

Zhao Qingfeng originally wanted to speak, but Lingmiao, who had transformed back into human form, covered his mouth and dragged him away.

Zhao Qingfeng had no time to think about this. He opened his eyes wide in shock. There was a vixen next to him.

Zhao Qingyan looked at Jingli and the other two, then at his brother and Lingmiao over there.

She was so confused about which drama she should watch.

When she thought that Jingli could not escape from this man's grasp, she decided to act as an assist for her brother.

Rong Heng carried Jing Li into the bamboo house. There were only a few steps, but he moved slowly and it took him a quarter of an hour.

"Huh?! Is it Senior Brother?"

Jing Li rubbed against Rong Heng's back.

Rong Heng was stunned when he heard the action and his expression was unpredictable.

Jingli's head felt dizzy, and she stretched out her hand to tug Rong Heng's hair.

"No, you're not."

Rong Jiu followed Rong Heng silently, looking at everything in front of him and applauding his original wit.

As for Rong San, his expression was already stiff and cracked.

"Then who am I?"

Rong Heng's words were accompanied by danger.

"You, you are my boss."

"How can you be the senior brother? You are better than the senior brother."

Rong Jiudu sweated for Jingli.

Jingli's little mind was spinning, and he didn't know how long it had been, "Rong Heng!"

Rong Heng paused and turned his head slightly, "Huh?"

"Can I take care of you?!"

Jing Li's little hand poked Rong Heng's broad back, as if poking into Rong Heng's heart.

Rong Heng's eyes moved slightly, "Then you can take care of me!"

Jingli's mind was confused. She thought for a long time, "But I have no money. I still have to support one, two, three... and many, many more."

"It's not enough. If you have money, I will support you."

"If you don't have it and I have it, I'll give it to you and you can take care of me, okay?"

Rong Heng seemed to be setting a gentle trap for Jingli. Jingli was already drunk, but Jingli was still thinking so much.

"Okay! That's so kind of you."

Rong Heng gently placed Jingli on the bed.

Then he filled her with water and wiped it gently for her.

Rong San behind him was going crazy, he was going blind, what did he see!

He opened his mouth slightly. He wanted to ask Rong Jiu, but Rong Jiu was not surprised at all!

So is he still too stupid? Why does even Rong Jiu, a steel sword cultivator, know this?

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