Chapter 721: Not worthy of my poem

Mu Tianyuan and He Xiaoyu deliberately glanced into the first floor of the world. It didn't matter if they looked at it, the empty plates on the table full of them made them angry.
Obviously, Qin Yang blamed all the grievances on Qin Yang's head.
If it weren't for Qin Yang to encourage them to leave, the sooner the better, it would be impossible to run into Qing Wuyue's team so accidentally.
It was no coincidence that a book could not be made, and He Caixing herself cursed unlucky.
She wanted to continue this experience and get rid of the marriage with the Zhanyue faction, but she didn't expect that she happened to encounter the monster that escaped from the high-level area.
After several setbacks, she also hid in the intermediate zone.
But the monster beast in the intermediate zone, she couldn't stand it either, so she could only return to the elementary zone. But her whereabouts were already being watched by the monsters, and as a last resort, she could only go around the heaven and earth boundary wall, anyway, the closer to the heaven and earth boundary wall, the safer.
Who would have thought that Qing Wuyue, the counselor, did not dare to go straight to the intermediate zone, and even took a detour, deliberately trying to pull the rescue route into two points and one line, the shortest straight line...
No, it happened directly.
In the end, He Caixing could only say that he escaped from the chaos.
He Caixing saw her younger sister, thinking how her younger sister was even worse than her.
He Xiaoyu wanted to cry without tears at this time. She and Mu Tianyuan calculated well, as long as they avoid the route directly opposite the Arc de Triomphe, first go around a section of the boundary wall of heaven and earth. No matter how clear and Wuyue go, they will not return. Hit.
However, I never expected Qing Wuyue as a counselor...
Now that I see Qin Yang who is full and drunk, isn't he out of anger?
"What to look at? Either give me money, or...hehe!" The shopkeeper and chef, a middle-aged man with a face full of flesh, slapped the kitchen knife on the table and smashed a plate on the spot.
"Ha ha? Okay, I ha ha." Qin Yang nodded.
"What's the matter, are you playing a rogue with me?" The shopkeeper's eyes showed a fierce light, and he grinned: "Dare to come to my first floor to eat the king's meal, and I want to send it away with a poem, poem?"
The noise here, coupled with the stopping of Mu Tianyuan and He Xiaoyu, also attracted the attention of He Caixing and Qing Wuyue.
He Caixing just glanced at the strange face of Qin Yang curiously, not knowing what her sister was looking at.
But Qing Wuyue straightened her eyes and sneered.
"Oh, what a coincidence!" Qing Wuyue pointed to Qin Yang, and said, "This is the person. I used to call for free repairs at the gate of the Arc de Triomphe. This guy directly resisted! This is not putting me in my eyes! Of course, he is indifferent to Miss Fei Xing Pai's distress, and this person does not give the Fei Xing Pai face! Let's go and see the excitement?"
Immediately, Qing Wuyue walked directly into the first floor of the world.
He Caixing, He Xiaoyu, and Mu Tianyuan also followed.
"Oh, several of your distinguished guests came here at the same time. It turns out that Miss Fei Xing sent me back? Well, to celebrate, I will give you a bottle of century-old rare brew!" The shopkeeper smiled and pointed at the end. The hip flask on the table said: "It's this one hundred-year-old treasure worth one hundred magic crystal coins!"
Qing Wuyue's eyes lit up, "The boss is really polite, thank you!"
Obviously, this bottle of wine with a hundred magic crystal coins is really not to kill Qin Yang.
Qing Wuyue changed her voice and looked at Qin Yang playfully, and said, "What's the matter? Can't pay for meals?"
Qin Yang didn't speak, but the shopkeeper opened his mouth and said: "It's not a silly thing. Not only didn't pay the money, but also gave me a rogue, but also used a poem to settle the account. Isn't this a big joke!"
"Poetry?" Qing Wuyue laughed and said, "This guy, who doesn't even dare to save people, can write poetry?"
Qing Wuyue looked around and said arrogantly: "Well, if this guy's poems are a little smoother, I'll pay for his meal!"
The shopkeeper was immediately overjoyed. This Qing Wuyue was the Young Sect Master of the Zhanyue Sect, and there were two eldest ladies of the Fei Xing Sect and Mu Tianyuan, the Young Sect Master of the other Tianzong, and money was indispensable.
The shopkeeper looked at Qin Yang and said, "Don't you want to use poems to settle the account? Read it out, everyone?"
Qin Yang coughed lightly and said, "There are poems, but it's a pity that this poem of mine is not worthy of you, the first floor in the world."
"Hey! I said you guy, why are you so ignorant of good and bad?" The shopkeeper Dang even wanted to teach Qin Yang.
Qing Wuyue stopped, and said contemptuously: "It turns out that it's just a force of tongue, what a pair of fangs!"
The shopkeeper was entangled with Qin Yang's words, grabbing Qin Yang's collar and lifting Qin Yang up, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake Qin Yang's body even a bit.
Qin Yang squinted slightly and said: "My cloak, if I dare to break it..."
Before he finished speaking, the shopkeeper was like an ice cave.
This look seemed to make him feel like a disaster was imminent.
Quickly let go, the feeling disappeared again.
Fearing that he couldn't hang on his face, the shopkeeper said, "Since you said that I am not worthy of the first floor in the world, tell me something? If you can't tell, grandpa will steam you deep-fried today!"
Qin Yang patted the neckline, and said: "What did I say before? Let you get the best wine and food, what are you on here? Just barely enter the mouth, this craft is also worthy of being the best in the world. floor?"
The shopkeeper suddenly forgot the fear he had before, stared at him, and shouted angrily: "Good boy, no one in the entire Little Demon Realm dare to speak like this, you really have eaten the gall of a nine-tailed sky fox!"
"That's because I don't want to eat." Qin Yang snorted.
It seems that the nine-tailed celestial fox is on the third floor of this underwater prison, but it has some reputation.
The shopkeeper yelled: "Well, since you said that my food is not good, and wine is not good, then you can come up with a good one? If you dare to be better than me, I can kneel down and call your grandfather, let alone the meal. Fei 680 magic crystals!"
"The shopkeeper..." Xiao Er whispered: "You are confused, not six hundred and eighty, but six hundred and seventy-eight. You wiped him a fraction, six hundred and seven..."
"I want you to talk more!" The shopkeeper glared at Xiao Er. Xiao Er hurriedly lowered his head in a solemn way.
"More...how much?" Qing Wuyue's voice changed.
Six hundred and seven, that was his pocket money for two years!
Everyone was shocked, even Mu Tianyuan opened his mouth wide.
A group of young master-level figures of the top forces, at this time, looked like a hillbilly.
Looking at the empty plates in the table, people at the level of the suzerain dared to eat this table.
"For such an expensive table, would you dare to cook it for anyone?" Qing Wuyue looked at the shopkeeper stiffly.
The shopkeeper's words were choked for a while, and for a while, he said: "How do I know that anyone dares to eat Bawang's meal?"
He is good at observing words and colors, and of course he noticed Qing Wuyue's subtle changes, and he deliberately said loudly, "As you are, surely you won't break your promise, right?"
Qing Wuyue's palm was about to sweat, and her voice was still extremely unnatural: "No, no, how can it be!"
Looking at Qin Yang fiercely, Qing Wuyue gritted her teeth and said: "Read your poem!"