Shangxian opens the door to receive express delivery

"The city management is here, don't you...don't run?"

Seeing everyone's calm expression, the diner who was eating Malatang at the stall next door couldn't help but speak.

"Run?" The boss actually laughed before shaking his head.

"Did I say something wrong?" The diner wondered.

"Ha. People in this night market don't know about this. They don't know if there is a grudge between them. Every time the urban management comes here, they don't care about other stalls at all. They just stare at the seafood barbecue over there. Monthly stalls can be confiscated seven or eight times."

"what?"

"Just eat what you want. If you're bored, you can watch the excitement." The stall owner sighed slowly, "It's really strange that the seafood barbecue stall didn't go bankrupt."

As the eighth prince of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, how could Ao Chun go bankrupt.

Even if Three Eyes came ten times a day, he still couldn't go bankrupt.

"Do you pay attention to me every day?" Ao Chun grinned, "You know what the prince ate at night."

Yang Jian snorted coldly: "Even if you ate shit, I can still smell it from a thousand miles away."

Qing Jue said innocently: "Will Long Chi/poop cause indigestion?"

"Haha... Cough, cough..." Wei Mian coughed a few times to cover up his laughter.

Ao Chun flicked his eyes a few times and came over, turned around and still looked at Yang Jian with a smile: "Three eyes, do you have a crush on the prince, the prince may consider accepting you if you tell me."

Yang Jian squatted down, touched the head of Xiao Tiangou, let go of the rope in his hand, and raised his chin to Ao Chun: "Go."

"Aww~~~~" Xiaotiangou cried out excitedly, and rushed over with a bang.

"Three eyes, your uncle's!" Ao Chun was so frightened that he turned his head and ran away, dodging left and right to avoid the pursuit of the Xiaotian dog, "It is forbidden to keep large dogs in the city. Let me tell you, if you bite the prince, I will It's not over with you!"

"Aww!!!" Xiaotiangou was unhappy.

Yang Jian inserted/returned the electric baton to the back of his waist, and sat across from defending crown. Hearing this, he just said lightly: "You can see clearly, I am a small dog, not a large dog."

"Your uncle, your uncle, your uncle, your uncle!" Ao Chun cursed angrily, "You wait for me, I must eat a hundred catties of dog meat in front of you, a thousand catties, ten thousand catties!!!"

"Then you have the ability to eat." Wei Mian added fuel to the fire, "I'll wait and see."

"Defending the title, you also wait for me!" Ao Chun has practiced well in the past few years. He ran around the stall, but he was not overtaken by the Xiaotian dog, and he could still find time to keep his face from blushing and not wearing any clothes. Cursed, "Next time you dare to come here to eat and drink with the prince, I will definitely poison you! Make you have diarrhea!"

As soon as diarrhea was mentioned, Lord Shangxian's expression changed, and he immediately raised his head to stare at Ao Chun.

Wei Mian smiled and didn't take his words to heart.

"You two won't feel tired playing like this all day long."

Yang Jian glanced at Ao Chun who was still jumping up and down, with a smile on his face: "Exercise your muscles and bones."

"Ao Chun will play with you for your hobby." Wei Mian raised his forehead, "If I am an old bone, I really don't have the energy."

"Old bone?" Yang Jian chuckled, "You go back and forth between the six worlds all day, but you are much busier than us."

Defending the crown nodded: "This is true, after all, they are also members of the system."

Yang Jian just smiled and said nothing.

"Three-eyed, call your dog back!" Ao Chun was about to surrender, but he still said harsh words, "Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Yang Jian hadn't spoken yet, when he heard the roaring dog whine, and the speed increased a bit, almost biting Ao Chun's ass.

"Aww!" Ao Chun jumped up again.

The defending champion smiled knowingly.

"Sitting here, there are no customers coming." Wei Mian pointed to the people walking around.

Yang Jian sneered: "Ben Zhenjun came here to give him face."

Ao Chun was angry: "I don't need your face! Shit face!"

Xiaotiangou: What do you care about my ass?

Yang Jian said: "If you don't want me to come, don't eat dog meat."

"I don't!" Ao Chun snorted, "I'm going to make trouble for you."

"Virtue." The defending champion was speechless, "Can't you just relax? I, an old man, really can't see you showing affection."

A disgusted expression suddenly appeared on Yang Jian's face: "You are eating, don't talk about such an unappetizing thing."

Looking at the grilled seafood on the table, Yang Jian fiddled with it: "Talk slowly, I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, he whistled, and Xiao Tiangou stopped immediately, turned around and returned to Yang Jian's side.

Ao Chun thought that Xiao Tiangou was chasing after him, and still jumped up and down, and finally plunged into the arms of Yang Jian who had just got up.

Both of them were taken aback, Yang Jian let go of his hand: "Could it be that you want to throw yourself into your arms?"

With a look of eating a fly, Ao Chun backed away: "Bah, bah, bah! I'd rather eat/poop!"

After Yang Jian left, Ao Chun dared to sit down and curse: "If you dare to chase me with a dog, if you have the ability to do it yourself!"

Defending the crown can't laugh or cry: "Whoever tells you that you have nothing to do is always recruiting him. He is a person who can tie with the Great Sage. Even a dog is better than you."

"Hmph." Ao Chun snorted, but stopped talking anyway.

"Eight Prince." Shangxian Qingjue finally finished eating the barbecue in front of him, raised his head, looked at Ao Chun, and asked very seriously, "Do dragons really eat shit?"

Ao Chun: "..."

"Is it tasty?"

Ao Chun: "..."

"Can it be digested?"

Ao Chun: "...shut up!"

The conversation can't go on, seeing Ao Chun is about to lose his temper again, Wei Mian hurriedly drags Qing Jue to escape.

Back home, Wei Mian quickly pushed Qing Jue onto the sofa: "How can you ask someone like that."

"Can't you ask?" Shangxian didn't understand.

"Of course not." The defending champion was serious, "Dragon can't eat/shit."

"This deity naturally knows that dragons can't eat/poop." Qingjue said, "But I thought that dragons have evolved over the years."

"I can eat shit." Qing Jue added.

"...No matter how evolved, I won't eat/shit." Defending corrected.

"But Yang Jian..."

"...Okay, okay, let's pretend that Ao Chun has evolved and can eat/poop, that's fine."

Qing Jue nodded in satisfaction.

"Now you can go to sleep."

"I just woke up not long ago." Qing Jue shook his head, "I can't sleep now."

"Then go and try to recover your mana." Wei Mian said, "It is better to absorb the lotus seeds of Tiangang Shenglian earlier."

"Yes." Qing Jue agreed, "But..."

"what happened?"

Qingjue looked at the defending champion eagerly: "I want to eat pancakes tomorrow morning..."

"...Buy, buy, buy."

Early in the morning of the second day, Wei Mian washed up and went downstairs to buy breakfast.

The sky was already bright, and like every day before, the downstairs began to be busy again and again.

Jiang Ziya was still in his old position.

When Qing Jue walked over, there happened to be someone standing in front of his stall buying breakfast.

"You really don't want money?"

"No, no, beauty, you are too polite. It is my good fortune that you come to my place to buy breakfast. What money do you need? It's not right to see more."

"What's the point of that?"

"It's okay, it's okay, if you really feel sorry, let's add Momo, everyone knows each other, when will you have time..."

"No appointment! Uncle, I don't want an appointment!" The female customer was so frightened that she dropped five yuan and ran away.

Wei Mian leaned over: "Uncle, I have Momo, why don't you give me a free order, when the time comes we..."

"Get lost." Jiang Ziya was annoyed.

"I think I am also suave and suave, Yushu is facing the wind, no matter how many people want to add to my Momo, they can't add it." Wei Mian pouted.

Jiang Ziya glanced at him: "I'm a straight man."

"Is the steel bar that straight?"

"Straight Straight Straight Guy."

"Tsk tsk." Defending his eyes turned around Jiang Ziya's face, "You may not have met the person who turned you off."

"……I do not need."

"I can."

"……I do not need!"

"No money!"

"...You don't have to pay back the ten yuan."

"Don't do this." Wei Mian smiled amiably, "You made me look like I deliberately didn't want to pay back the money."

"...Today's breakfast is also free." Jiang Ziya gritted his teeth.

"I want two eggs." Wei Mian withdrew his expression, "Hurry up, don't waste Grandpa's time."

Jiang Ziya wanted to smear the egg on the opponent's face, but he beat two eggs honestly and spread out a piece of pancake fruit.

"Give you."

"Are you still here tomorrow?" the defending champion asked.

Jiang Ziya quickly said, "It's impossible to give you a free order tomorrow."

"We are all acquaintances, why are you so stingy." Wei Mian said, "I came to buy your pancakes because they are very delicious."

"Why are you so shameless." Jiang Ziya wondered, "I have never seen such a shameless fairy like you."

"Do you know Ao Chun, the eighth prince of the East China Sea?" Wei Mian looked around and lowered his voice.

Jiang Ziya was taken aback: "No, what's wrong?"

"He is the most shameless."

"Ah Qi—"

Ao Chun rubbed his nose: "Who speaks ill of me."

After returning home, Qing Jue had already woken up. After a night, it seemed that he had returned in vain, but the recovery of mana was not in a hurry, it was better to be patient and take it slowly.

"Come out for breakfast." Defending put the pancake fruit on the table, "Teach you how to use the computer?"

"It's still under study." Qing Jue walked out of the room and sat cross-legged on the sofa, "Human language is becoming more and more strange."

"What's strange?" Wei Mian poured himself a glass of milk, checked Weibo, and asked casually.

"Full of vulgar language." Qing Jue showed a strange expression, "But it seems to be a fashion."

"Oh?"

"For example, shit, Nima, Jiebao, black hole, it exploded..."

"Puff—cough, cough, cough..." Wei Mian was frightened.

"What's wrong with you?" Qing Jue patted his back hastily.

"You learned this?" The defending champion couldn't believe it.

"Of course not." Qing Jue shook his head, "There are still some people who have many descendants, which is really unbelievable."

"What?" Wei Mian didn't quite understand.

"The one named Jack Ma, why does everyone call him daddy?" Qingjue said, "What else is there, fuck, Grandpa Mao..."

Qingjue's words scared the defending phone off, and quickly stretched out his hand to tightly cover the opponent's lips: "I can't say it, I can't say it!"

"The water meter checker is coming soon." Wei Mian stared at his door in surprise.

"Knock knock knock."

The door was knocked.

"The water meter is outside!"

"No delivery!"

"No need for community warmth!"

"No cooking, no gas!"

The author has something to say: In fact, there seems to be nothing wrong with the saying that all lovers in the world are brothers and sisters who have been separated for many years, because everyone is the child of Ma Yun's father!