The white eyes have two clear bloodshots.

A red light shone in the black pupils.

Mo Xiaobei.

He is called the Red Flame Madman.

Although it is only spread on a small scale, her title also contains the meaning of its existence.

What is a demon?

When Lan Li helped Zixuan and walked down from the second floor, the first thing she saw was an elf hidden in the darkness.

"Hmm? Are these two?"

His eyes did not stay on Mo Xiaobei for too long. Lan Li just nodded politely, then smiled and turned his head to look at the pair of old men with nine-point similar appearance in front of him.

With a dreadlocked braid, she looks fifty or sixty years old.

Black and white intersecting hair.

The most eye-catching thing was what made Lan Li feel uneasy.

Bloody smell!

Although subtle, they were surrounded by the two old men, and the red gas was constantly rotating.

‘What is this? It turns into a real evil spirit?’

Lan Li was alert.

But in the lobby, Tong Xiangyu came over with a fan:

"Blue...Young Master, right?"

When he said this, Tong Xiangyu hid at Lan Li in seclusion. After Lan Li nodded and responded, she smiled and said:

"These two are the walkers on my Xiake Island. We can come to Xiake Island by relying on the support of our two walkers."

"I'm Zhang San."

"Hehehe, Li Si."

Zhang San and Li Si?

Lanli blinked when she heard the two people reveal their names.

I suddenly realized in my heart.

"Hello, two."

He helped Zixuan take the seat and fell down. Lan Li nodded at them with a smile, and ignored him.

Zhang San and Li Si, the ferryman who brought to Xiake Island in the original work.

They are also the two grandfathers of Shi Potian's wife in the original work.

Um.

So, is the bell sitting there?

Already so big?

From this point of view, the next time Xiake Island is opened, it will be time for Shi Potian to climb Xiake Island?

Lan Li just helped Zixuan to sit down.

Li Dazui's voice came from the direction of the kitchen.

"The beggar boy chicken is out of the oven. Old Bai, old Bai, bring the chicken to the young master.

Remember, after the chicken has to be on the table, knock it open in front of the young master.

This way it will be fresh.

My Dong... Mr. Lan is so thin!”

As soon as Li Dazui finished speaking, he saw a figure running from the kitchen like the wind.

"Give me aside, the food is coming!"

I saw Bai Zhantang holding a large lotus leaf in his hand and walking to the table.

The thief was kept putting the lotus leaves on the table, and the thief shouted and let go of his hand, pinching his two fingers directly into his ears.

"Hiss...it's so hot, it's so hot.

The same goes for big mouths. This thing is one minute earlier and one minute later. What’s the difference?”

While talking, Bai Zhantang raised his head.

Seeing Lan Li and the other two on the seat, their faces instantly turned into smiles:

"Of course! Of course, this good thing must be eaten fresh. You two wait a moment, and see if the younger ones are pried open for you."

After the words came to an end, Bai Zhantang pointed in the air.

A gust of air burst out, and the boy chicken wrapped in lotus leaves directly cracked into eight petals!

The air is quiet.

Next second.

A strong fragrance suddenly burst out!

"It smells so good..."

"This...is it made by the big mouth?"

"I didn't expect that he still had this hand..."

"This thing, this thing... is very beautiful, not very cruel..."

Tong Xiangyu's eyes lit up when she smelled the fragrance.

I guess I have made up my mind and will use this beggar boy chicken as the store’s signature in the future.

Um.

She was thinking too much.

Seeing the beggar chicken cracked, Lan Li blinked.

After thinking about it, he lifted his chopsticks.

Then....

A vital hand grabbed it directly from the table beside him.

Along with it, there is a funny voice.

"Wow, what a delicious plate of chicken, come on, let the third master help you taste it."

Did Zhang San take action?

Because of a chicken?

A smile flashed in his eyes, and the next second, Lan Li activated the Yang needle.

Within one meter, the wind cannot blow!

'Bang.'

The vital Qi hand collided with the Dingyang needle.

Lan Li's chopsticks were also clamped on a piece of the boy chicken's chicken's wings.

"Come on, open your mouth."

He put the chicken wings into Zixuan's mouth. Looking at the young wife's ignorant expression, Lan Li looked smiling.

Um.

He completely ignored it, and Zhang San was looking at him furiously.

I ate the chicken wings.

Even though it is not as delicious as it is at home on weekdays, Zixuan still holds it in one bite.

Just like a little fox who stole the chicken to eat.

Squint your eyes.

Yes, it smells so good!

"Hey, boy, don't you know how to respect the elderly?"

Seeing that this time his goal actually showed his love in front of them, Zhang San's face looked a little ugly.

But he didn't lean over rashly.

He just glanced at Mo Xiaobei beside him, and saw that he was indifferent, then turned his head and shouted and cursed at Lan Li with annoyed look:

"Don't the bulls taught by Wang Chongyang are all vegetarians? You little Taoist priest don't abide by the rules, be careful of thunder and lightning strikes!"
To be continued...