Seeing that Hu Xiaoyun actually took the initiative to pull a chicken butt, Wang Dong asked curiously: "Do you like eating chicken butt?"
Hu Xiaoyun smiled reservedly, placed the chicken butt in Ye Kaixin's bowl, and then picked up the remaining whole smoked chicken.
"Leave the chicken butt to Ye Kaixin to save him from having nothing to eat when he wakes up."
"He ordered smoked chicken, so why don't you leave a chicken butt for him? Aren't you afraid that he will wake up and fight with you?"
"Don't be afraid!"
"Girls, eat less meat and leave some chicken wings for the waiter."
"Boss, you don't understand. Chicken butts can help you sober up. I specially left them for Ye Kaixin."
Wang shook his head. Sometimes he thought Ye Kaixin was quite pitiful.
But it seems it could be even more pitiful!
I glanced at Li San, who was leaning down from that table to this table with a melancholy look on his face, and I didn’t know what this guy was hesitating about!
Since ancient times, the word "love" is the most hurtful word. I am afraid that it is a common person who has been hurt by love again!
Fortunately, Wang Dong in the 21st century has experienced beauty, plastic surgery, wedding rooms, decoration, betrothal gifts...
After being baptized (poisoned) by various social phenomena, I have already seen through the word "love".
woman?
Haha, does it smell like wine?
In this life, I will definitely never fall in love with any woman!
Whether it's Lu Caiyi or Ye Shishi, Wang Dong is both sexual and not in love!
As long as you don't really love every woman, you won't be hurt.
However, Wang Dong has also heard of a more advanced theory, which is that you truly love every woman and want to give a home to all (beautiful) women in the world, so that you will not be hurt.
It's just that this realm is too high and Wang Dong can't reach it.
Wang Dong took a bite of the chicken leg and took another sip of daughter's red.
It smells so good...
Just when Wang Dong was immersed in the aroma of the wine, he saw a man rushing into the inn in a panic and knocking over a table.
"What are you doing?" The shopkeeper rushed over and asked the man.
The man's whole body trembled, and his head and limbs suddenly began to twist and tremble in an extremely uncoordinated manner.
Wang Dong raised his eyebrows. This scene looked a bit like...
Demonized!
If a human is bitten or scratched by a demon, and the wound is relatively minor, he or she will not immediately turn into a demon.
If you have strong resistance, you can even resist it for several hours before the toxin will completely explode and turn you into a monster.
"Be careful!" Wang Dong warned.
However, it's still too late!
The man suddenly raised his head, and the last bit of darkness in his pupils turned completely pale.
"Huchi~~" The man gasped very hard and bit the shopkeeper's neck fiercely.
"Ah..." The shopkeeper let out a shrill scream and his whole body twitched.
"Master Nangong, it's Master Nangong, he has turned into a monster, everyone, run away!!" The waiter in the shop couldn't help shouting in horror when he saw the monster's face clearly.
Wang Dong grabbed the waiter and asked, "Who is Master Nangong?"
"Young Master Nangong is the only son of the city lord. He is domineering and domineering on a daily basis, bullying men and women, and secretly torturing and killing people. In the eyes of the people, he is more terrifying than a monster.
Now he has really turned into a monster, which is even more terrifying!!"
Wang Dong nodded. The son of the city lord, no wonder he was able to withstand the poison for a while. He must have some strength.
Wang Dong glanced at it with his spiritual consciousness and found that he was in the same realm of spirit transformation as himself!
Wang Dong had some understanding of the level of cultivation in this world in the past two days.
The level of cultivation in this world is much higher than that of Xuanhong World.
If you pull out a monk at random, it is easy for him to be in the Golden Elixir realm, and Nascent Soul is not uncommon either.
It turned out that the son of the city lord, who was obviously a dandy and a scumbag, turned out to be the same as himself.
It is really important to cast a good tire!
However, it is really important for you to wear good clothes.
But if I think about it carefully, I haven't crossed over to any good identity.
I fell into the Demon Cult at the beginning. Being able to become the cult leader is also due to my own hard work and ability.
Just talking about the identity of time travel, I really don’t have any advantage.
This Nangong Wentian transformed into a god before his death, and his body will be stronger after turning into a demon.
so.
Wang Dong thought for a while...
Too lazy to take action!
"Brother Meng, can you handle this guy?" Hu Xiaoyun asked anxiously.
Wang shook his head and said, "I can't beat it!"
This is of course a lie. Even if the tortoise's shell is a little harder, Wang Dong will hit him casually if he loses his mind.
He was just too lazy to take action and shot the first bird. There were so many masters hidden in this inn, why would he take action?
Hu Xiaoyun was stunned, and without saying a word, he rushed to Lin Xiangming, dragging Lin Xiangming and ran away.
They all knew about Wang Dong's strength. In Hu Xiaoyun's opinion, Wang Dong couldn't even be defeated, so he would naturally run away.
Wang Dong smiled, pulled Hu Xiaoyun and Lin Xiangming back to sit down, and comforted them: "Don't be afraid, I can't beat them, there are people who can beat them."
Places like the inn are often haunted by monster hunters, who are prone to crouching tigers and hidden dragons.
Apart from anything else, there is a big boss lying opposite me, what are you afraid of?
Strong men like Li San who cannot see through realms, and small characters like Nangong Wentian can be beaten casually.
As for being drunk, haha, if he is willing, he can force all the alcohol out with just one breath.
Moreover, Wang Dong casually scanned with his spiritual consciousness and found that besides Li San, there was another person in the inn that he could not see through.
Someone was chatting in the inn before and mentioned this person. He seemed to be quite famous. He was called the "Blood Sword Mad Monk" and his name even included Liu Che.
Wang Dong once had the title of Thunder Sword Madman.
Blood Knife Mad Monk, just by his title, he is an incredible person.
It has to be said that those with the word "blood" in their title are not Yi's people.
There were already three guys in the inn who couldn't help but attack the demon Nangong Wentian, but they were all punched through the heart by Nangong Wentian.
These three people are all in the Nascent Soul realm, and they are not enough in front of Nangong Wentian!
Wang Dong had already scanned the people in the inn with his spiritual consciousness. He knew very well that there were only Li San and the blood-sword mad monk Liu Che in the entire inn. He couldn't see through it. They must be the only two who could cure the demon Nangong.
Wang Dong originally thought Liu Che would take action, so he didn't wake up the drunk Li San. After all, he didn't know if Li San was angry when he got up.
As a result, Liu Che had no chivalrous heart, had no intention of taking action, and didn't care about others dying in front of him.
Blood Knife Mad Monk, as the title sounds, he sounds like a member of the Demon Sect. It is normal that he does not have the chivalrous heart to do good and save others.
So Wang Dong could only push Li San who was lying on the table.
Li San raised his head drowsily, his eyes blurred. Even in his drunken state, he could not hide the melancholy on his face.
"Brother Li, there is a monster harming people in the inn, should we take the first step?" Wang Dong shouted.
Li San had never exposed his strength, so Wang Dong could only pretend not to know, so he reminded him in such a false way.
Li San frowned, opened his mouth and sprayed out a long stream of white gas.
It was the smell of alcohol, and he was forcing it out in an instant.
The next moment, Li San's eyes were extremely clear, but he still looked lonely and sad.