Today's Pao Ge is still single [Sword 3+Comprehensive]

After entertaining Qing Guang, who rarely came to play, and sent him away, Tang Sanqi degenerated into a three-seven ball and shrank back. No matter how the junior sister poked her, the senior brother refused to come out.

Tang Zhuqin put the gun back into his backpack and waited for the three-seven ball with one hand on his hips and puffed up face.

"Ah, Yitian?!" Junior Junior Sister exclaimed suddenly.

Sanqiqiu moved, and a cold snort of disdain came from across the quilt: "Little Zhuzi, you think I am stupid, my master is not here, how did Yitian come to Datang from another world?"

"Young master Ye helped bring me here."

"???!"

One sentence blew up the three seven balls into fireworks, Tang Sanqi got out in a hurry, and saw a small figure in white clothes fluttering in the room.

He picked up the pillow and smeared the other person's face: "Nangong Li, I'm X you, do you feel good about taking Yisheng Wan?!"

"Wow!... Cool..."

Chunyang Zhengtai, who was obsessed with commanding and neglected to hone himself, failed to escape the bamboo pillow thrown by the inner disciples of the Tang Sect with the technique of throwing hidden weapons, and was hit by a cruel face-shooting, squatting miserably while covering his nose. on the ground.

Hearing the other party's screams in Yitian's voice, Tang Sanqi got goosebumps all over his body, rubbed his arms, and stepped forward to kick the gang leader's respectable buttocks.

"Change your voice back!"

Nangong Li rubbed his nose, and while reaching into his backpack to rub the antidote of Yishengwan, he said, "Why don't you like it, Junior Brother? I have inquired specifically and said that this must be one of your most beloved voices. , I tried for a long time with Miss Yin Yuanhui, who sells medicine, to adjust so perfectly, it is a rare opportunity, if you want to hear anything, please tell me, I guarantee that the voice and Bogor are worth the money!"

As he spoke, he slid around Tang Sanqi's back, grabbed the quilt he escaped just now and covered himself.

Behind the quilt, there was a somewhat dull voice, but because the real image could not be seen, it highlighted the impression of "it was Yitian who spoke".

"Ah Seven..."

Knowing exactly who was speaking, but the succinct enunciation subtly coincided with Yitian's image, and Tang Sanqi's heartbeat was deafening for a split second.

He froze.

The voice behind the quilt carried an ambiguous smile: "Is your face blushing and your heart beating, cute little Ah Qi?"

The icy figure and snow shadow that had just been established collapsed completely in an instant, freed from the strange emotion, Tang Sanqi sneered, stepped forward and pressed the quilt directly.

Nangong Li wailed: "I have something to say, I have something to say! Help - I murdered my husband!"

Yitian's voice yelled and yelled these unscrupulous lines, and even Tang Zhuqin, who was watching the melon seeds, couldn't help but covered his ears, and said in a low voice, "Oh my mother".

"Change your voice back!" Tang Sanqi couldn't bear it anymore.

"Changed, changed, changed..." Fighting alone was never anyone's opponent, Nangong Li obediently admitted his cowardice and swallowed the antidote.

It's a pity that it was too late, the moment the clear boy's voice sounded, Tang Sanqi laughed, raised his fist and beat someone mercilessly.

When Tang Sanqi dissipated all his anger, he finally lifted the quilt with kindness, and said to the half-dead lamb inside: "Get down, don't dirty my bed!"

Nangong Li's face was full of mourning, and he rolled to the floor with a groan, and lay motionless under the bed, wearing a snow-white Taoist robe, but he really didn't think the floor was dirty.

I knew how much strength I used to attack him, and kicked him with the toe of my boot in disgust, Tang Sanqi said: "Don't pretend to be dead."

Nan Gongli curled up and covered his heart, and wept sadly: "The younger brother beat the older brother, and the assistant gang disobeyed the gang leader. Is this the annihilation of human nature or the loss of morality... If the old master is alive in heaven, he will also feel sad for this right..."

Tang Zhuqin spat out the melon seeds with a pooh: "Young man, pay attention to your words, Uncle Xinghan is not dead yet. I also have his friends here, do you want to convey your thoughts?"

"Sister Zhuqin, it's boring for you to do this." One second got up from the ground, patted his clothes, and Nangong Li was the leader of the handsome gang again.

Poured himself a glass of cold water to suppress his shock, Tang Sanqi asked Nangong Li: "What are you doing here?"

Blue sky, white clouds, green grass, red flowers.

Two scarlet peaches were lined up on both sides of the wide and neat stone steps. When the figure stepped on the steps, the guards of the guild luckily transported the dantian, and announced clearly: "Welcome the heroes of Tang Sanqi to return to the guild."

Walking into the hall of the guild, it is not a meal, but the lingering fragrance of the chef's exquisite craftsmanship still lingers in the air.

Tang Sanqi never understood why the three executive chairs had to face rows of dining tables, even if it was a gang dinner, Nangong Li and other deputy gang leaders wouldn't sit on it for the second time, otherwise they planned to let the gang Do people look up at their own food, or sit on the top and have a panoramic view of every table's dishes, to see if there is anyone who doesn't have a good eye and dares to make a small stove?

Especially when two tables of luxurious dumpling feasts are placed in the hall during the holidays, the seats of the gang members are directly separated from the three big chairs. If there is a meeting, will the gang members look at the gang leader or the dumplings?

But then again, it is true that the three meals a day are the time when the most people in the gang territory.

Nangong Li wailed to everyone once a week with his waxy juvenile voice: "Kill the pig! If you don't kill the pig, where will the ex-big fish and meat come for you next week! It's very special when the meal is served!" One of the people, I will treat you as the gang leader in your eyes! Take out your hands and order me to join the group to kill pigs!"

Alas, people depend on food.

Walking into the hall, fortunately it was not the New Year's Day, there was no moon cakes or dumpling banquet, Tang Sanqi raised his head, and his eyes met the handsome young man sitting in the vice gang leader's seat.

The young man has handsome eyebrows and a high bearing, like the clouds on the top of the mountains and the snow on the distant mountains.

"You shouldn't have come." Looking at Tang Sanqi calmly, the young man was neither sad nor happy.

"But I'm already here."

Tang Sanqi took a few steps forward, stepped on the attack distance and stopped without warning, and launched a stealth chase in one go.Ten seconds later, he coldly stepped on the young man's body.

"Your uncle's Li Yunhe, you can count on me to catch him!"

The old god Li Yunhe was standing up against the dead body. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and gave a wink: "Short and oily, Ah Qi, don't be so rude."

"...Sometimes I really suspect that Chunyang Palace deliberately taught you this way to improve the cultivation level of other sects." Put away the thousand receivers, Tang Sanqi said.

With Li Yunhe and Nangong Li around, Tang Sanqi hasn't been angry with anyone else for a long time.

Looking around and seeing no third person, Tang Sanqi paused, took a breath and showed a toothache expression, hesitated for a while, then gave up life and asked desperately: "...Nangong Li said that he came to cooperate with me That person...couldn't be you?"

The author has something to say: Tang Sanqi: Go back to the Valley of the Evil, Haoqi League will not accept spicy chicken

Li Yunhe: You are trying to stir up conflicts between camps

Tang Sanqi: The hostile camp still needs to provoke conflicts?