Heartthrob, he's always crashing

"What kind of situation is this?" Shen Yanjun glanced at the hydrangea in his hand, and subconsciously looked at Chu Qinghan beside him.

Chu Qinghan glanced at the group of people who rushed out and surrounded them after seeing them, yelling to invite some uncle to their home, and looked back at Shen Yanjun, "Give me the things."

"Okay." The latter hurriedly stuffed things to Chu Qinghan. The young man pinched the hydrangea, leaned back slightly, and threw it back in the direction where the hydrangea was thrown just now with a very beautiful posture.

The restaurant has three floors, the windows on the top floor are closed, and there is only a small square opening, from which the hydrangea is thrown.

The crowd around them raised their heads and watched helplessly as the hydrangea in the hands of their "uncle" was snatched by the man next to him and thrown into the sky. The distance was so long and the target was so small, but it happened to not touch all sides. Dangdang threw it in.

"Re-vote, he can't be your son-in-law." Chu Qinghan put away his hands, and glanced at those people who were stunned in place.

After finishing speaking, the boy was about to leave with his people.

"You caught the hydrangea, how can you throw it back?!" A man dressed as a servant suddenly rushed over and blocked the way of the two of them.

Chu Qinghan replied: "Is it not possible?"

"Of course not!"

"But I've already thrown it away." Although Chu Qinghan was telling the truth, he was so angry that his teeth itch.

"We don't care about these, anyway, he is our uncle of the Zhu family now!" After speaking, several servants came out to pull Shen Yanjun.

The young man frowned subconsciously when he saw that those hands were about to grab him, and a layer of barrier directly covered the two of them.

The group of people squeezed for a long time, but they couldn't get any closer.

Shen Yanjun had the feeling that he was back to the time when he was cultivating the ruthless way, with a cold face, "Both of us are monks, but your lady has not cultivated immortality, so it's not suitable."

"Why isn't it suitable? If the hydrangea is picked up by you, it's fate, it's destined by the heavens." The servant still said relentlessly.

Chu Qinghan gave an impatient "tsk", and Shen Yanjun raised his hand to block the other party, "Are you the servant of this young lady?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" The man admitted proudly.

"In that case, your lady didn't say anything, why are you dancing here?" Shen Yanjun glanced at the window on the third floor, and a pair of shy eyes just bumped into it.

The young man continued: "Do you think I will really be at your mercy? Let us go while there are not many people around. If there is a big trouble, everyone will not look good."

After speaking, he glanced at the window again, his eyes sank, the only place left was blocked, it seemed that he was leaving the matter to the servant, and he didn't intend to take care of it.

"What's the matter, monks are amazing? You still want to bully us mortals who are powerless?" It's really just whoever is weaker.

Shen Yanjun raised his eyebrows, and looked around, the people watching the excitement gradually gathered around, and there were a few monks among them.

The young man waved at them one by one, "I don't use my spiritual power right now."

Seeing him like this, everyone didn't know what his words meant, but out of wanting to see what this man was going to do, they nodded in cooperation.

Soon, I saw Shen Yanjun looking at the person in front of him again, raised his hand and punched him to the ground, he shook his hand, "Don't you bother me, monks are amazing, what can I say? If you don’t listen, you have to be beaten to be honest, why should I, a foreigner, obey your rules and waste my time.”

"Let's go." Shen Yanjun pulled Chu Qinghan who was beside him, and walked out. This time, no one dared to stop him.

After such a incident, the two of them were not in the mood to go shopping anymore. Shen Yanjun bought dozens of catties of dried fruit and melon seeds in a shop, and they would eat them on the way tomorrow when they were on their way. After that, the two went back to the tavern.

After agreeing to set off at dawn tomorrow morning, Shen Yanjun went back to his room and looked again. There was no change from what he remembered. It was not dark yet, so he took off his shoes and went to bed, meditating to recover his strength.

When the person woke up again, it was completely dark, and there was an extremely slight sound of rubble colliding in his ears. Shen Yanjun thought for a while, got off the bed, then walked to the round table in the middle, sat down, and followed Pour yourself a glass of water.

The place where he was sitting happened to be covered by a shadow, and it was almost impossible to find it without looking closely.

When he just took a sip of his tea, the window of the room was pierced carefully, and a bamboo tube protruded from it, just like the martial arts drama he watched before, and a puff of white smoke slowly spewed out from it.

Out of caution, Shen Yanjun didn't intend to be blown to the end, he pushed open the window on the other side, and then half-lyed on the window sill, looking at the two people in night clothes squatting by his window.

One of them was still blowing hard, the other clenched his hand nervously, staring at each other, Shen Yanjun said softly: "Next time, I should prepare a thicker tube, blowing like this is too tiring."

The two of them nodded at the same time, thinking it was true, and were about to continue blowing, when their movements froze suddenly, and then they looked at the young man with his face propped up and a harmless smile on his face.

"Which servant are you? Are you... the killer sent by the Miss Zhu family who threw the hydrangea?" Shen Yanjun reluctantly recognized the two, raised his eyes and glanced around, the temperature in his eyes gradually dropped, "No As for it, if you come to fight at night, others also need to rest."

"When you throw my hydrangea back, you have to think about the consequences, come back with me!" A female voice came from one of the men in black.

Shen Yanjun covered his mouth and frowned, "Isn't it? Miss Zhu's family is going to fight in person?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Miss Zhu pulled out the bamboo tube from the window and was about to stab Shen Yanjun. The latter dodged sideways, then turned over and jumped out of the window, stepping on the eaves protruding from the tavern, and was about to slip away.

Miss Zhu's family hurriedly shouted: "Catch him! I will make him my man!"

In an instant, several monks also wearing night clothes came out from various places and rushed towards Shen Yanjun one after another. Miss Zhu's family took a few steps back and hid behind them.

Shen Yanjun didn't intend to run too far, he ran from his own window into the window next door.

At that time, Chu Qinghan was meditating, and when he heard movement outside the window, he immediately opened his eyes, with killing intent overflowing, and when he took a closer look, he saw Shen Yanjun who came in, and the killing intent disappeared in an instant.

Seeing that he woke up, the latter ran over non-stop, "I was found by someone."

"Ah."

"The reason is that you threw my hydrangea back. That girl is a bit rebellious."

"Ah."

"Let me be responsible!!!" Seeing that Chu Qinghan would only answer with a hmm, Shen Yanjun roared anxiously when he saw that those people had already rushed over.

After he said this, Chu Qinghan really took action.

Ms. Zhu's family didn't follow because she was afraid of being accidentally injured by those people. After waiting outside for a long time, the servant didn't know much about it. He just came to accompany her, so he also waited outside. Soon, there was no movement inside.

The servant said to his young lady in a low voice: "Miss, they probably have already caught him. If we have a uncle who cultivates immortals in our family, his reputation will definitely be better."

"Go and have a look." Miss Zhu Jia nodded, and the two quietly looked over.

The expected scene did not appear, and all the monks who had spent a lot of money to hire with at least the consecration period were all thrown to the ground, while Shen Yanjun and Chu Qinghan sat on the chairs beside them panting, shaking their hands and drinking. Drinking tea, he looked extremely tired.

"Are you still coming?...Miss Zhu?" Shen Yanjun frowned quickly when he called for someone, and asked.

"Don't say my lady!" The servant saw that although Shen Yanjun was arrogant, he had already fought with so many monks, and it probably took a lot of energy.

Taking advantage of the man's illness, the servant climbed up the window and rushed over as soon as he gritted his teeth. Shen Yanjun twisted the tea cover on one side, and when he saw the man coming, he waved his hand down and slapped the man on the face, "Boom!" fainted.

"Brother Li!" Miss Zhu's family shouted anxiously.

Shen Yanjun looked at Miss Zhu's family who was rushing towards him furiously, and cast a barrier around himself and Chu Qinghan that was the same as during the day, and let Miss Zhu's family beat him.

Because too much spiritual power was consumed just now, when Miss Zhu's family beat it, there was a trace of rupture in the enchantment.

Seeing the other party's attitude of not giving up at all, Shen Yanjun slowed down, put on a helpless and on the verge of collapse expression, and said in a shocking manner, "Actually, I like men, we are really incompatible."

"Ah?" Miss Zhu's family paused for a moment, and looked at Shen Yanjun blankly.

The latter pointed to Chu Qinghan next to him, "We are a couple, Taoist couple, understand?"

"Cough!" Chu Qinghan, who was just pretending to be struggling to fight, almost spit out the tea in his mouth. He seemed to be pretending to lose his composure, and turned his body to the other side. In the darkness, the boy's face was flushed.

"We don't want others to know, that's why we have that attitude during the day." Shen Yanjun smiled desolately, then raised his eyes to Miss Zhu's family, "Let's just treat it as an accident this time?"

"I see..." Miss Zhu's family seemed to have been greatly stimulated, and she left in a daze, leaving her subordinates all over the place.

After Shen Yanjun and the others left, they breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed their faces, and returned to normal, "I mean, she probably won't come here again, right?"

"En." Chu Qinghan stood up, went straight to his bed, and fell asleep.

He also handed over the subordinates who were left behind to Shen Yanjun.

Shen Yanjun: "..."

At dawn on the second day, Shen Yanjun came to knock on Chu Qinghan's door, and the two of them went downstairs together and returned the room key. After leaving the town, Yu Jian continued to fly towards the imperial city.

On the way, Chu Qinghan held a piece of persimmon cake shared by Shen Yanjun in his hand. After taking a bite, he asked, "Why did you lie to her?"

While knocking on the melon seeds, Shen Yanjun shook his head, "Is it possible that if I am not like this, people still think about it? I didn't sleep well all night because of this matter."

Although the boy looked at the other party complaining, there was no sleepiness in his eyes at all. He probably had a good time last night.

It's just that such words are really deceiving.

"Where are her men?"

"It's all sent home, but my ordinary face is so attractive?"

"..."

Zhu's Tavern.

The shopkeeper got up early to open the door as usual, but as soon as he opened the door, he heard a dying groan. Looking up, he saw that outside the door, where the red lanterns were originally hung, there were several quilts with swollen faces. One of the pig-headed people is their servant.

The shirts of several people were stripped clean, and a few large characters were written with a brush on their backs - disturbing people's rest, thunder strikes from the sky.

It was winter, and the monk was still able to support himself with spiritual power, and the servant almost fainted from the cold.

……

When the two of Shen Yanjun rushed to the imperial city, it was midnight. After entering the city, the lights inside were still brightly lit. Compared to the town they were in a few days ago, the imperial city was much more prosperous.

Lanterns were lit everywhere, and the two of them changed their faces and walked on the street as usual. There were still people on the road, but after they visited a few restaurants, they could almost understand why it was so late, and there were still people on the street.

Because all the restaurants were full, after two days, the situation was still the same as what Chu Qinghan had heard in the restaurant.

Taking advantage of this time, the two planned to take a quick tour of the imperial city, but because the imperial city was too big, they only picked a few avenues to walk. Some shops on both sides of the road were still open, but most of them were closed. the door.

When it was almost dawn, the two of Shen Yanjun finally touched the center of the imperial city on the intricate road. The scenery here was completely different from what they saw just now.

The young man looked at the building in front of him and murmured: "It seems we are here in the right place."

The author has something to say: Shen Yanjun: "I confess."

Chu Qinghan: "Fake."

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There is one more before twelve o'clock

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感谢在2020-06-2423:43:34~2020-06-2520:28:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Shiqi. , think about sleepy 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：脑产腐水10瓶；桃心4瓶；小燕儿、落城3瓶；辛峦2瓶；桐屿1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!