I am fickle

They were Ba Ye who met at the side of the Naihe Bridge. Ba Ye was short in stature and had a dark face. On his official hat were written four vicious characters: "Take you back."

Ba Ye glanced at the hand that An was holding on Qi Ye's arm, with a half-smile: "When did Bi An get so close to a woman, he's still alive."

Qi Ye forcefully broke off the hand stuck to his arm, looked at Ba Ye with a smile, and said: "I don't know, this is Emperor Yan's guest, I'm just entertaining Emperor Yan."

Qi An looked at them, and opened his mouth: "Why is this Fan Wujiu not as handsome as you, this face is as black as charcoal, and he is still so small."

Ba Ye is most jealous of others saying that he is short in stature, and now his face is even darker. He said in a deep voice, "Bian, please pay more attention, don't put yourself in it."

But I don't want some words to become a lesson in the end.

Qian held his shoulder tightly, pointed to a brightly lit place, and asked curiously: "It's so lively there, Xie Bi'an, can you accompany me to see it?"

Because he was Emperor Yan's guest and he had a gentle and jade-like temper, Qi Ye bent down and made a "please" gesture, and An An nodded with satisfaction: "I like you, a man who knows how to advance and retreat, you are so polite I love it."

Qiye took Qian to a bright red tavern, there were no customers in the tavern, the guys were spread out in twos and threes.When they saw that it was Master Qi who led a girl in, they were surprised and greeted them courteously: "Master Qi, you are here, please come inside."

"It seems that you are still a regular customer, and I don't know what your underworld things are like?"

"You really want to eat, aren't you afraid of spoiling your stomach?" Qi Ye always smiled when he talked.

Qi'an touched Qiye's pale face, and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of, if you have a bad stomach, just hug me and go back."

Qi Ye smiled and only thought that the thousand-year-old fairy in front of him was a child to be coaxed. He poured a cup of hot wine self-consciously, and An went over to have a look, then covered his mouth and nose.

The steaming wine was obviously blood, "Miss, I laughed, we all eat these here, I didn't know what the girl said, so I just ordered some casually."

Qie An's feet were already frozen, and he forced a smile to pretend to be calm: "Thank you very much."

There were boiled fingers, a red tongue and a bowl of eyeballs on the serving, and Qi An turned her face away and waved her hands repeatedly: "My stomach hurts, I...I want to leave..."

Qi Ye put a finger into the bowl in front of Qie An, smiled and said: "Haven't you eaten this yet, why do you have a stomachache?"

Suddenly, a faint voice came from under the table: "Qi Ye is so leisurely, but my resentment is so deep, why don't you help me, Qi Ye."

Qi An was so frightened that he fell into Qi Ye's arms, trembling: "You...how do you always..."

The pair of bloody hands tightly grasped Qian'an's ankle, and Qian shook it hard but it became tighter and tighter. Qi Ye still smiled and said: "Since you are so unwilling to give up, I will give you a trial."

Qi An sneaked a glance at Master Qi, thinking to himself why he was always smiling so unreally.

"Thank you Qi Ye, I will wait for Qi Ye to reply to me." The hands gradually loosened Qi An's ankle, and Qi An was relieved, his face was slightly red.

The corner of Qiye's mouth was stained with blood, he chewed his fingers with relish, and smoothed his hair: "Don't ghosts reincarnate, why did you eat them?"

"How to get rid of evil spirits?"