Chapter 3001: Kick

Although the Blue Witch is so delicious, she doesn't look fat at all, and she is in good health. With these two points alone, I don't bother to stop her eating and drinking.
I took the plate, lay on the bed and rested, and was brewing sleepiness. Suddenly, my arm was stabbed a few times. When I turned around, I saw that the Blue Witch was boringly poke my left elbow with the onion finger.
"Something?" I asked.
"Bored" she said.
"Sleeping bored" I said: "It won't be boring to fall asleep."
"Tell me a story, the kind of magic reform."
She looked forward to it.
"Don't talk" I refused mercilessly.
"Why?" She raised her eyebrows.
"I didn't think about it."
"I didn't think about it?" she asked.
"I haven't figured out how to break the Hu editor" I muffled and said, "Do you think that the story of the magic change is as simple as eating and sleeping? Do you know how many cells are exhausted for a story?"
"do not know."
"...Forget it, I didn't understand it for a while. I won't tell you anymore. When will you listen to the story of Magic Change next time, remember to make an appointment in advance."
"Well, I want to hear it now."
"...Did you not listen to me next time?"
"Next time? When?" The blue witch had a curious baby expression.
"Uh... tomorrow at the earliest."
"Well, I want to listen to the story of the magic change tomorrow night!" The Blue Witch emphasized, and specially emphasized the six words tomorrow and the story of the magic change.
"it is good."
The blue witch was excited for a few seconds, then recovered calm again, and raised her hand, beckoning to the end of the bed: "Tutu, come!"
The little terrier ran over and jumped onto the bed.
"Don't! Don't call Tuo Tuo up!"
Suddenly, I had no sleep and yelled. However, it was too late, and the two front paws covered with oil had fallen firmly on the bed, printing two plum-shaped mimeographs.
"Oh my god."
Cover your face, hold your forehead, and regret it.
If I knew this before, I might as well rack my brains and make up a demonic story for the Blue Witch!
Because the blue witch’s quilt was covered with tufts of oily paw prints, that night, I had to cover my quilt and fall asleep. However, the night breeze was quite cool, and I felt uncomfortable with cold hands and feet without the quilt. Had to pull it halfway over again, sharing a blanket with the blue witch, but it could only cover the half of the body, which is the so-called bare hands and no feet, bare feet and no hands.
In short, it was a terrible sleep this night.
Early the next morning, I got up from the bed with a little tiredness, stretched my sluggish waist, first practiced the sword technique, then took a shower, then went out to the downstairs, explained the situation to the boss, and paid A few copper coins, and not long after, a new bed was sent over.
Holding the new quilt and went back to the house, as soon as she put it on the bed, the blue witch's sinful paws stretched out, pulled the new quilt over, and kicked the old quilt over.
I have long been accustomed to her robbery approach, so I didn’t bother to care about it. After laying the quilt, I turned my head and looked at the hall. Tuo Tuo was lying on the oil paw quilt and fell asleep very much. I guess there is no carpet. It is comfortable to sleep on a thick quilt.
After making a cup of tea and enjoying the freshness of morning tea, I got up, went out, went downstairs, and went to buy early.
On the road, I happened to meet a few alcoholics who were drinking together yesterday. The alcoholics greeted me one after another and said jokingly: "When I get information from Xilan, I will exchange drinks with you."
I responded with a smile: "Welcome at any time."
Although this town is called a wine city by outsiders, in fact, they are not always in the business of drinking and drinking. For example, in the morning, they will spend stalls and sell more normal breakfast and drinks.
Bought two pockets of steamed buns, two pockets of oily marinated chicken drumsticks, a few creamy cakes, and a bucket of freshly squeezed orange juice, and strolled towards the hotel.
When he was about to arrive at his destination, he suddenly heard a commotion two blocks away, so he walked another block forward, curling his neck curiously.
I saw in a small square across the street, there were four men who looked fierce and wicked, chasing and intercepting a man who looked a little thin, but was flexible.
The man’s skills are much more agile than ordinary adventurers. He keeps drilling from among the pedestrians, so he is not slippery. When the four fierce and evil men deal with the tourists with question marks and the local residents standing and watching the lively. It seems rather clumsy, as if for fear of hurting these tourists and residents.
"Such fierce and evil people will act so cautiously. However, looking at the appearance of the tourists and residents, they are not like the distinguished people, but rather like ordinary people. In other words, the big guys may not be because of the other party. I am afraid of his identity, but because of the identity of the other person living in this town, so it seems..."
Looking at the thin man who was walking across the street and running towards me, I secretly said in my heart: "This thin man who doesn't care whether tourists and residents will be injured, doesn't look like a good person."
Thinking of this, I charged my feet and waited for the man to rush.
Obviously, the thin man didn’t care about my actions. He might just think that I was carrying a lot of things and holding a big drink bucket, which might cause a lot of trouble for the four people who were chasing him. So he chose to run towards me. The moment I passed by, he was obviously malicious and waved at my arm.
This blow seemed to be swinging my arm, hitting unintentionally, but in fact it came at an acupuncture point on my arm. I dare to guarantee that if I was only a level two or three adventurer, this one would be enough. Let me loose my arm subconsciously.
It's so vicious!
As soon as this thought came up, I heard the big guy running in the front not far away shouting: "Be careful, get out of the way!"
Obviously, this voice was yelling at me, but with this voice alone, my favorability for these four fierce big men soared by a few percentage points.
Turning his head again, he glanced at the thin man who was hitting my arm in a swinging posture, and said in his heart: "Don't think you are handsome, I will have good feelings and sympathy for you."
He immediately raised his right leg, and a diagonal kick came directly, kicking him on his thigh.
Although this kick didn't use much strength, it was mixed with anger, and it was also not something that ordinary adventurers could bear.
Then, with a click, the thin man fell to the ground with a surprised expression. The next second, severe pain struck, and a horrible howl like a pig came from his mouth.
He didn't even bother to look at me again, pinching his right thigh with both hands, twisting and wriggling on the ground.
The cold sweat caused by the severe pain directly pierced the clothes.
Nothing happened to me pretending to be. Amidst the dull expressions of the four big guys, whistling and walking towards the hotel.
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