MTL - Life Going Wild With Plug-ins-Chapter 41 This

My sleeping position was not stable, because I was afraid of chaos because of Ye Tan's injury, and I slept on the table. The following morning, dragging supper to apologize to Yang Qingzhou fortunately, but fortunately Yang Qingzhou had a soft temper and never thought about it.

Hearing what he said, a lot of people stunned the magic weapon that shines every year at the Pin Sword Conference, and ambush is a common thing. Fortunately, most of the people who hold swords are very good at it, and they rarely allow treacherous men to succeed, but this torment is inevitable, and there must be some follow-up.

He also gave me another news, that day before Yetan and I were on the island, they were tracked.

I don't quite understand. Ye Tan and I have empty hands and no power. Who wants to remember our two salted fish.

Supper: "What's so strange about this is that all factions on the rivers and lakes have their own spheres of influence and interests, and suddenly there are more details about you. You have to be suspicious if you change it, and you should carefully investigate it. Peace of mind. "

Thinking of myself being misled by people from time to time, sometimes I was misled by the wrong room, and suddenly realized. I always thought that I was an outsider in this world. Only then did I feel that the rivers and lakes were like a torrential rain vortex, and I had already fallen into it.

As many people as I have come out of nowhere to play tricks, naturally I can't find any details, it seems that I am strange, I am afraid that someone is suspicious.

I think Yetan and I, two weak chickens, such as chopping board and fish meat, have been staring at them step by step. It is a miracle that they can live in peace today.

Thanks a lot for sending Yang Qingzhou away, and met Yetan's four new guards.

Suddenly, the supper was alive, and it was so lively that it almost subverted my perception of night walks. It was another shadow guard who was silent and steadfast in words and deeds. The other two are ordinary martial arts men, who take care of their posts in the nursing home. To be honest, except for the presence of supper, the sense of existence is too strong, and the other three people are not clear at all.

This is the name again, I casually said: "You are also born at night, so you call it Yelang. The other two are called horizontal and vertical."

The shadow guard didn't answer, and still looked insignificant.

The supper standing next to him raised his hand and drew behind his head: "Say you, answer."

Ye Lan: "Yes."

Looking at the two horizontally and vertically again, the look is not very pleasant.

I asked, "What's wrong?"

Horizontally: "We have names ourselves ...?"

Alas, is this so?

One person said: "My name is Xue Zhegui, and I have read a few days before, and my father and mother still expect me to take the first prize."

One humane: "Fu Suiyu, this word is not common, I write to you ... oh."

I've read it carefully, and wondered, "... I can't remember both names."

Two people: "..."

The two thought for a long time and agreed in pain.

There was originally only Ye Tan in my world, and so many came out all at once, and I was desperate.

Ye Tan's face is still not good, but fortunately she is still sober. He took it into his arms and fed him the medicine, and ordered refreshments for breakfast.

Here comes the problem, my chopsticks are still unfamiliar and I cannot feed him well.

I tried for a while and felt that I should not toss the injured, so I had to hand it over to someone else. I just asked, the supper had jumped to the bedside and shouted, "I'm coming, I'm coming, I, I, I!"

"Don't go to bed with your shoes on." Angrily pushed the supper off the bed.

I moved Zhang Ai's case and put the refreshment on the bedside. The supper that jumped up and down on the day was a rare sit-up. He carefully carried Ye Tan into his arms, full of admiration and excitement. But he sipped his mouth, fed a few mouthfuls and ate it himself. He chewed roasted wheat and commented, "It's ugly, let's not eat this." Then he threw it aside, and picked another bite of uncooked food, holding it. The food was vaguely exclaimed: "Ah, this is delicious! Boss, you taste it!" Stuffed half of the fried pork into Yetan's mouth. At the end, poked in a saucepan, pierced the skin and looked at the fillings, and asked, "Boss, what kind of stuffing do you like? How are the shrimps? Hey, what is it ... amaranth? Celery? Hey, do you eat celery, boss? "

"It's okay." Ye Tan leaned weakly on his shoulder and let it go.

Looking at Dang Erlang in the supper, the caring method was so skilled that he didn't spill it out at all. He didn't even give me a chance to help wipe his mouth.

I squatted beside and watched the two of them affectionately, but I felt very lonely.

After struggling until Yetan finished breakfast and stuffing him back into the quilt, I anxiously grabbed the supper collar and pulled him away.

The supper is unknown so ask me why I drag him.

I said, "I don't know why, I suddenly wanted to hit you."

Supper took a spit of saliva: "Since it was the boss's intention, I had to take my life."

I nodded, pressed supper on the table, raised a stool and pumped him.

Due to the lack of strength, I couldn't draw too much in the end. I still screamed at the supper, which is probably performed.

After the supper, I felt better, and I felt inexplicable.

At this point, I looked around the house, thinking of the little rubbing sword that disappeared, and asked, "Atan, what about the broken sword? Was it stolen?"

Ye Tan shook his head: "Yesterday the sword was stared at the one sword mound. At that time, the hidden weapon was not enough. It was taken by a subordinate to hit someone, and it was thrown by the lake."

... can still be used this way.

The small rubbing sword not loved by others really made me feel sorry.

I left the vertical and horizontal two and Yelan to guard Yetan. I took the supper to the crime scene to prepare for a walk.

Yesterday, the sugar fried chestnuts were really good.

I had a bag with the supper, wandering around, spitting the shell, and was trained by passers-by.

The supper was consciously provoked by others, and when it heard that it would jump up, it would dry up. I slap back to the place, apologized to passersby, and crawled on the ground to pick up the chestnut shells on the ground. I picked it up for a moment and saw a familiar broken sword lying on the corner of the corner across the street.

... isn't this a small rubbing sword.

I got up and patted my clothes to cross the street to pick them up. Before I approached, someone was passing by and thought it was an obstacle and kicked a long way.

... It's terrible, really.

I slowly picked it up and patted the mud on it. The small rubbing sword was left here for a day, and I was kicked and kicked many times. There were scratches everywhere. The rough welding gap was full of dirt, more than before. Rub it.

Supper stared at me and praised: "Boss, you still like to pick up tattered things, it's so simple, it's worthy of being the boss."

To tell the truth, I'm SSR.

"It's too dirty, you help me hold it." I held it with only two fingers, and tried to pass it to him without touching the blade.

"No, it's so dirty, I'll just wear this suit." Ye Xiao turned away and rejected me.

"Hey, it's against you, is there any guard you do this." I want to pump him again.

We were polite to each other, and a person rushed out beside me, drew a knife and drank at me: "I can find you little bunny!"

Ah, the big bearded man who was crying and running away.

Obviously the big man had accumulated his original hatred and screamed angrily, "Give up the holy sword that is bound to you !!"

... Brother you didn't read a word right! !! !! !!

I followed the good way to lure: "It is the sacred physics vows victory great sword, come, follow me, sacred, physics, vows, victory, great sword."

"Laozi, what is your name? Are you out of your mind !!! Hand it over !!!" he scolded with open teeth.

Is it so difficult to remember, wronged.

I heard that he still obediently handed him the small rubbing sword. There is too much dirt on it, and I really don't want to take it.

"What a shabby !!!" Wu Xuhan kicked and flew the small rubbing sword, "Dare you bear your grandfather, hand over that ink gold inlaid with pine and cypress !!!"

I understand, it's the one with a sword.

I was busy explaining: "You guys are totally wrong. That one is just a gift! It was just a gift! This is really the one that cuts hundreds of soldiers at the Pinjian ..." I looked back and I did n’t know how to kick Where did it go.

My heart is tired.

The beard man was angry, waved his sword to chop it, and the supper was resolved three times and five times two. He was agile and skillful, and tied the scolding bearded man to the lake and drifted away.

I was amazed: "I can't see it, you have such a good time." Obviously he has a mentally retarded +10 face.

Supper proudly said: "Of course, I originally wanted to win the title of night brake."

I remembered the rumors of Yesha in the past, and I was a little touched: "The title of Yesha is unknown, you can't avoid it."

Supper firmly said: "The boss's title must be the best. I don't care what other people say."

My heart warmed and I gave him half of the chestnut I loved.

Ye Tan won this title by himself, and his fate became more and more upset.

Now I know that he is not the only one who distresses me, and I'm so relieved.

We wobbled a lot of pastry snacks, and finally saw the small rubbing sword kicked in the street next door.

After half a day, the small rubbing sword became dirtier, and I didn't want to take it anymore.

Supper and I squatted beside each other for a long time and decided to decide by coin toss. The loser took it back and cleaned it.

I lost.

painful. Dirty and broken. Don't want to take it.

Supper was overjoyed and patted me on the shoulder and laughed wildly: "Ha ha ha ha willing to gamble to lose the boss."

I was heartbroken: "You wait for me and fire you sand sculpture sooner or later."

I reluctantly returned to the inn with a dirty little rubbing sword. Ye Tan lay on the sickbed and looked up to see me, but there was a hint of surprise in my eyes.

"You ... recovered it," Ye Tan said. "It seems ... it must have been a lot of work."

I help my forehead: "Don't mention it."

Ye Tan whispered, thank you.

In the evening supper, I rejoiced that I would feed Ye Tan to dinner, and I refused without thinking.

Shouted Ah Heng to feed him.

I watched Ah Heng holding Ye Tan and finished feeding, but somehow I wanted to hit someone, and I pressed Ah Heng on the table for a while.

Ah Heng and Supper were both aggressive, asking me why I hit people every day.

I said, "I don't know. I may have itchy hands."

But I also think that this is not the way to go. Maybe I should find a serious maid to serve Ye Tan.

Ye Tan's spirit is much better today. At night I slept on his bed and slept.

"Master ... please forgive my subordinates. Some of the guards are newcomers. What's wrong with you? Just mention it. If you don't know when punishing ... you're just not too loyal for a long time." .

I also feel a bit moody lately.

Against his shoulder, he said something inexplicable: "I must have learned to pick up chopsticks earlier, so that no one will have the opportunity to feed you."

(Lan Ye & Supper