Transmigrated Into a Smashing Asura Girl

"Linglin Pheasant Claw!" A petite girl said immediately.

"I want to grill the rhinoceros steak—" a burly man answered in a rough voice.

They talked to each other, and quickly ordered dozens of dishes.

The little guy's hand speed is also very fast, and he remembered how fast he was, and then said politely: "Okay, you guys wait a moment."

After ordering, the highly concentrated attention of the Asuras finally relaxed, and their eyes moved away from the menu.

As soon as he relaxed, he saw the opposite side chewing on the bamboo straw, looking curiously at their brocade tea.

After a brief silence.

The petite Shura girl narrowed her eyes, and suddenly frowned, "Why do I feel that this little girl looks familiar?"

This sentence seemed to turn on a switch, and the Shura men and women said one after another:

"Yeah, I think so too."

"I seem to have seen it somewhere..."

"Look at her, she is prettier than any girl from the human race, could she be from our tribe!"

"No way, she doesn't have the breath of Asura on her body."

Jinqingcha bit the straw and drank the juice expressionlessly, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

One of the Shura women saw that it would take a while before the food was served, and they were both idle and bored, so she stepped forward and said:

"Hey, little girl. My sister asked you, where do you live, why are you alone?"

Jin Qingcha's little baby face was wrinkled, she instinctively disliked these Shura men and women who should be regarded as the same clan, so she looked at her warily and didn't speak.

"Sister is asking you something?" The Asura girl laughed.

She suddenly felt uncomfortable from the bottom of her heart. This expressionless look, just looking over quietly, really made her feel unhappy.

"My lord is asking questions, this little girl is so rude!"

A burly Shura man came over, took the hand of Shura girl, and said: "Pianpian, don't be angry, I will teach her well on behalf of her parents—"

The guy from the restaurant happened to come over with a plate of side dishes. Seeing this, he turned pale with shock: "Guest officer! Private fighting is prohibited in our restaurant!"

What's more, the target of his shot was that old senior.

Who knows if the restaurant will be razed to the ground if such a big shot is taken...

Jin Qingcha looked solemn, she raised her hand, and the tender green vines rushed towards Shura.

The Shura man didn't take it seriously, and laughed loudly: "Is this a little trick?"

Kam Ching Cha is still too small.

At this age, there is no one who can match her.But facing a man who was dozens of years older than her, she was still at a disadvantage.

At this moment, the Moon Chasing Sword suddenly stood up.Its beautiful frosty blue sword exudes a chill that seems to be enough to freeze the soul.

The Asura man let out a terrifying roar——

His right arm was severed from the elbow, and the cut off half of the arm turned into an ice sculpture and fell to the ground with a clang.

"You—you!" The Asura man covered the wound, but there was not a drop of blood flowing out there, and the cold air was dense.

He stared at Jin Qingcha fiercely.

The Shuras sitting at the opposite table were stunned for a moment, then got up in shock and anger, and were about to come this way.

Only the Shura girl who spoke first stared at the Moon Chaser Sword.

This is……

This is!

Jin Qingcha raised a sweet smile.When she showed this expression, she was very similar to Yuege.

"Monthly, please."

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The cold moon is in the middle.

Zhu Yu, who was practicing cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, which were clear.

"Zhuyue..." She paused, then read slowly, "White tea?"

Someone shot Qingcha.

But this person's cultivation base is not good, and dozens of them will not be able to match Zhuyue's power.

only……

Zhu Yu tilted his head slightly, his eyes flicked past the door of Yue Ge's closed room.

Just in case, it's better to go and have a look.

She stood up, closed her eyes and sensed the location of the natal spirit weapon, and then disappeared in place without a sound.

Zhu Yu's icy aura that naturally dissipated during his cultivation had not dissipated yet. In the retreat room, Yue Ge, who was originally in a state of meditation, moved his fingers.

Amber eyes opened lazily.

Although this retreat did not allow her to break through the fairyland, it also gave her a new way of thinking.

Maybe she should go back home and talk to her father.

After turning the beads in his hand, Yue Ge walked out the door briskly.

Where's Azhu?

Miao Miao—ah, isn’t that right, Chacha?

Chapter 95

At this time, outside the Imperial City Restaurant, a group of cultivators crowded each other, stretching their necks to look inside.

"Hey, what are you all doing downstairs?"

A passing cultivator saw his acquaintance among the group of people, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, asking curiously.

The cultivator was startled at first, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother, you scared me to death... Actually, it's not such a big deal. There was a fight between two parties inside, and the restaurant guy called us out. Don't be affected by it."

The cultivator understood: "So that's the case, this is nothing unusual."

A restaurant dedicated to entertaining cultivators is inherently risky, and no one would dare to make trouble here unless there is a big force behind it.

Although private fights are prohibited in the restaurant, the diners are quite used to the situation where two tables suddenly start to fight and fight while eating.