I weighed it. If I had a surprise attack, I might be able to succeed, but with my current martial arts, under the siege of two third-grade masters, my life might have to be explained here.

I quickly got up and pretended to be panic, saying, "The villain has no eyes and has taken over the throne of Your Highness. Damn it! As I said that, I slapped myself twice in the face.

The two masters squinted their eyes and looked at me, releasing murderous intent. I quickly let my seat open, moved to the table next to the trail, and ordered a braised chicken in a normal manner, which cost a hundred pennies.

Zhu Qiyi and the woman in purple sat down, and the rest of the followers sat down at two tables next door, protecting him in the middle.

The shopkeeper stepped forward and said, Your Highness, what are you going to eat?

Zhu Qiyi waved his hand and made a fry!

The shopkeeper said yes, shouting loudly, Your Highness, fry a book! He even gave me a blank look.

I was thinking about what kind of dish it would be to stir-fry, but not long after, I saw the plate and jars on top. What a fucking waste!

(Go home on the weekend, today's update is 3,000 words, roo.)

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!