Everyday in shame [Comprehensive martial arts]

The system is numb. If he had eyes, he should be looking at the sky blankly at this moment, and two lines of tears flowed down his beautiful face.

"You are the most courageous host I have ever brought."

This dog system has brought other hosts?

Shanglu's eyes narrowed slightly, Ruyu's face showed obscure emotions, and he secretly wrote down a note in the small notebook.

The doctor in white poked the system very coldly: "Don't panic, it's a small scene."

Looking at Ximen Chuuxue who drew his sword, the system didn't know how to reply for a while.

Shanglu straightened his sleeves calmly, and looked at Ximen Chuuxue lightly with a pair of cold and bright eyes.

The doctor in white said to the system: "Do you know how to solve this problem in our modern times?"

The system listened carefully.

"There is nothing that can't be solved by a hot pot meal, if there is, it will be two meals."

The system stammered: "You want to take Ximen Chuuxue to eat hot pot?!"

This is a wooden table with a hot pot pot on it, and red beef and mutton beside it.

Unrestrained hot air floated up and landed on Ximen Chuuxue's face.

The Wushuang swordsman holds extremely long chopsticks in his hand, and tightly holds the sword that is about to be unsheathed in his right hand.

The system shivered, abruptly breaking up the imagined images.

The desperate system has already begun to plan how the dark ten years will pass after the death of the host.

However, at this time, Shanglu spoke again.

His tone was very calm, and he said lightly: "No, I'll buy them a drink."

If in modern times, there is nothing that cannot be solved by two meals of hot pot, then in the world of martial arts, there is nothing that cannot be solved by a jar of wine.

It's just that here is Ximen Chuuxue who can't drink.

This stubborn and powerful swordsman always insists that a swordsman should not drink.

However, here is another hero who likes to drink.

This hero is Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows.

Lu Xiaofeng always has a lot of troubles, but he has a favorite trouble, he can't wait to come to him every day.

This trouble was naturally a friend who came to him with countless fine wines.

Shanglu's face was still indifferent, and his tone was still cold, but what he said made a martial arts hero show a gratified smile.

"I have six jars of fine wine here."

The weather seems to be getting clearer.

A group of people walked to the beach peacefully.

Phytophthora wanted to drink by the stinky ditch at the wooden house.

But the system resolutely rejected Shanglu Meihao's proposal, and forced Shanglu to come to the seaside as a fine wine supplier.

Six people and one tiger came to the beach.

Lu Xiaofeng sat on Shanglu's right hand side naturally, and Miaomiao lay down in front of Shanglu very docilely.

"Where is Doctor Shang from? But he was just born? Otherwise, why did you let me hear about your name now?"

Shang Lu pursed his lips with a cold face and did not want to speak.

Speaking out scared Lu Xiaoji to death!

He is a modern man.

"As soon as I entered the city, I heard about Dr. Shang's medical skills. I am afraid that there are few people in the world who can compare with Dr. Shang."

The indifferent doctor still didn't speak, until Lu Xiaofeng said a word, Shanglu didn't respond.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "I don't know what good wine Dr. Shang mentioned earlier?"

Shanglu took out a jar of fine wine with a cold face.

The rich aroma of wine made Lu Xiaofeng lose his thoughts for a moment.

There is no better wine in this world than this.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't have any other wine to drink, because in terms of this jar of wine, how could other wine be called fine wine?

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, and drank the wine seriously.

Shanglu sighed.

It was finally quiet.

Detective Lu Xiaoji, who has many problems, is not a pleasing role for the current Shanglu.

Dr. Shang still wanted to cover his old background.

There was a smile in Shang Lu's eyes. He looked at the autumn sun that had not yet set, and smelled the slightly fishy sea breeze. The breeze blew his clothes, and the seagulls in the sky looked vivid and interesting.

Shang Lu calmly said to the system: "I like this place."

The system smiled coldly and said, "But your medical center is halfway up the mountain."

"But I don't need to go back to my clinic."

The system choked, as if he had been strangled suddenly, and he stopped talking.

But Shanglu's words continued, and he said lightly: "From the mission you released at the beginning, to your map promotion, exclusive promotion, they are all cheating me. You just want to complete this mission. Is there any advantage or something? Purpose."

The system still didn't reply.

This is an extremely natural thing. A person who is being talked about will naturally be too embarrassed to speak.

Shanglu's tone suddenly changed, like an awl made of ice, firmly pressed against the opponent's fragile eyes.

"You are more like a person, a person who is familiar with me."

Seagull jumped up.

The sound of the wind and waves suddenly became louder.

Shanglu sat tightly, but he still didn't wait for a systematic reply, but instead waited for two swordsmen who were facing each other.

Two white-clothed swordsmen, one wearing a gorgeous jade crown, looked like an immortal above the nine heavens.

One was holding a black scabbard long sword, with an eternal indifference on his face, like an extremely sharp long sword.

Two pairs of equally indifferent eyes looked at each other seriously and firmly.

Shanglu, who thought his eyes were normal, actually saw lightning and thunder in it.

He just asked the system something, and it didn't take long. What happened when he didn't know?

Suddenly, the two moved.

Two resolute white-clothed swordsmen stared neatly and neatly at the empty space on Shang Lu's left.

If Shanglu understands correctly, are these two powerful and mature swordsmen earning a position?

Probably an illusion.

These are two mature swordsmen, and they would never do such immature things.

The mature swordsman Ximen Chuixue gave Ye Gucheng a cold look.

Ye Gucheng held the black scabbard sword silently.

Shanglu: ...

The weather was just right, and Pokemon had an idea.

The doctor in white stood up, walked towards the two, and said a word to them seriously and seriously.

"Why don't you play a game?"

Who decides this position?

Lu Xiaofeng, who was so frightened that he almost lost his grip on the wine jar:! ! !