"Young master, please be polite..." I put down the teacup, raised my eyes to look at the two little maids who were watching the hot teapot with their eyes hanging down, said Amitabha, and then took the opportunity to pick up the tea tray at hand and threw it over.

Those two girls know how to punch and kick, but they have a shallow skill in punching. Even if I continue to fight this tea tray, none of them can wake up.

Obviously, even the pair of eyes that were scolded by Wu Qu Xingjun as if they were clumsy in their eyes could tell that the man had a deeper skill. Therefore, the god did not rashly throw the tea plate at him, but just pretended to be prepared to fight him.

However, Amitabha, this god, grew up in the Nine Heavens and stayed in the Shiyi Valley for a few months. Although the road to life for the next 20,000 years is not long and long, he dares to say that it is a poor and beautiful place. It is the first time that he has seen someone who can be so arrogant. Even if I am one of the nine heavens, the crown prince of the Nine Heavens, who is above ten thousand people, is ashamed of himself. The two maids around him have been beaten down, but he still sits in his original position and drinks tea quietly. His behavior is neither anxious nor slow, and he is dignified and elegant, and is like a flowing cloud. At a glance, you can tell that he is a young man with a good education in a wealthy family.

I was sealed for more than 20,000 years and thought of the fifteen-word policy of tyrannical proposition: if the enemy does not move, I will not move; if the enemy moves, I will remain unmoved and be able to figure it out thoroughly by him, a mortal of about twenty years, which is somewhat embarrassing.

I, a god in the Nine Heavens, came down to earth to fight against him, a mortal who was not as old as me in my life, and he was left leisurely aside. This added a little bit of anger to me in the embarrassment.

"Ha, you, a brave flower-picking thief, beware that you dare to hit the head of this hall. Today, this hall will take you away for Tianxingdao!"

I snorted coldly and slashed over with my palm.

Well, the martial arts of that mortal is really amazing. If I hadn't been able to beat him because of my age.

It is true that this God has a great advantage over his age. Even though he reacted so much, he could not avoid the slap of this God. Without a trace, he retreated to the petite and delicate green leaf lotus outside the pavilion. In my light, I saw that one corner of his plain white robe had been wet with the aroused water beads.

"A little girl travels around the world. She is like you, who invites people to drink tea and enjoy flowers and show off her elegance. She wears a scholarly dress and looks like a man, and she has been ignorant girls who have listened to many books and operas! If you are willing to tell the way down the mountain, you will have to swear to never do these things again. This hall will consider it and spare you."

"This girl..." It seems that the man has good light skills. After hearing this, he still has the heart to talk nonsense with me. His voice is clean and hoarse, and he wants to seduce the souls of many pure and ignorant girls. "I think I misunderstood something. The young student is in this pavilion all day just to get a purity. He just meets the girl by chance, and has no other intentions."

I sneered coldly, did this mortal regard the witty and intelligent God as a fool?

Those literati and poets, such as the Wenqu Xingjun in the sky, aren’t those who are full of sour poetry and think they are talented and have big eyes on their heads? How could they look down on a woman who runs to a stranger’s pavilion to ask for directions?

Not only did he kill someone without making a quick decision, but he also asked someone to stay for tea, how could he not be rude!

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