Yang Shu Mei Ying

Chapter 33: Yang Shu Mei Ying (YSMY)

Look, see, poisonous!

The two came to the hall, and the hall was full of people. Jun ShuYing walked through the crowd without changing his face, found a table by the window and sat down, completely ignoring Chu FeiYang who was following him.

Chu FeiYang really saw it clearly. Jun Shuying didn't care about his own "unusual" at all. Should I say open-minded or thick-skinned? But there is no difference between him and Chu Daxia.

Jun ShuYing's nonchalance would not make him feel less responsible, and Jun ShuYing would not make him feel more guilty even if he cried, made trouble and hanged himself. At least it's a lot easier than he originally thought. Chu FeiYang put the sword in his hand on the table and sat down opposite Jun ShuYing.

The young master eagerly ran up to serve tea and pour water, smiling all over his face: "What do the two guest officials want?"

Jun ShuYing ordered a table of aged wine with delicacies and seafood. Chu Feiyang waited quietly for him to finish, and ordered some light dishes and soup to the young master.

"No wine." Chu FeiYang nodded, indicating that the young master can go down. The inn young master looked at Jun Shuying with some embarrassment, and then at Chu Feiyang. Jun Shuying sneered and threw out a silver coin. Chu Feiyang only smiled faintly: "Listen to me."

"You..." Jun ShuYing slapped a palm on the peach wood table to get up, Chu FeiYang crossed the sword on the table with one hand, and pointed at him with the scabbard tip: "Sit down."

Jun ShuYing looked at the simple scabbard engraved with simple patterns. Looking at Chu FeiYang coldly, he raised half of his body and sat back slowly.

The inn young master secretly wiped out a cold sweat, pulled up a smile and said: "The two of you, wait a minute. I'll be there soon." After speaking, he hurriedly backed off.

Chu FeiYang put down his sword. Looking at the Jun ShuYing's guarded gaze, he sighed and said, "It's not expensive. Those are not suitable. Even more largely avoid drinking."

After Chu FeiYang said this, he seemed to see Jun ShuYing's black and white eyes ignite with raging anger. However, he immediately lowered his eyelashes and covered it. The hand on the table was clenched and released. Chu FeiYang rubbed his brows and stopped talking.

The food came quickly, and Jun ShuYing swept away everything that could be eaten. Chu FeiYang only moved a few chopsticks. The plate hit the bottom almost instantly. He put down his chopsticks and watched Jun ShuYing devour it.

According to his habitual and gentle temperament of Daxia Chu, At this time, he always wants to say something like 'slow down' and 'not enough to eat', but he abruptly swallowed the words that had reached his throat back into his stomach-he could predict the serious consequences of these words.

At this time, there were a few not-so-small voices around them talking about them. Chu FeiYang didn't need to listen carefully. The only words that clearly floated over to him, and a few fatal words, were enough for him to have a headache.

Jun ShuYing really stopped his chopsticks. He lowered his head, Chu FeiYang couldn't see his expression. The big man at the nearby table smiled obscenely, without the slightest awareness of a disaster. Chu Feiyang frowned. He wants to work hard to protect them from death, but these people don't even know how to write the word death.

That's why he hates people who chew tongues the most in his life. How many people have to sacrifice their lives to understand the simple truth of misfortune coming from the mouth.

Jun ShuYing suddenly raised the chopsticks in his hand and dropped it on the table in front of the vulgar men who were talking happily. Several people were obviously startled. Jun ShuYing walked over, apologized with a slight smile, and leaned over to retrieve the two chopsticks.

The big man who was already angry and drew his sword was comforted by his companion and took the weapon. Although he was unwilling, he knew that Chu FeiYang, who was looking at this side with piercing eyes, was not an annoying character, and stopped making a sound with interest.

Where do they know, Chu FeiYang was guarding that the seemingly weak man would kill them at any time.

Jun ShuYing picked up the chopsticks, and when he straightened up, his slightly convex abdomen aroused some curiosity and contemptuous eyes. Jun ShuYing sat back opposite Chu FeiYang without changing his face, and called the young master to change to a pair of clean chopsticks.

Chu FeiYang looked at the corner of Jun ShuYing's smiling mouth, and then frowned at the table behind him who was starting to look at the wrong man again – he slapped the table suddenly, the sword body lifted slightly, and the scabbard flew out quickly. After spinning around on the table of those rough men, he flew back quickly, holding the sword firmly.

After the big guys were startled, those big guys flushed with anger, and drew out their weapons and came towards Chu FeiYang. However, one person pointed to the wine glass that was overturned by the scabbard and stuttered: "Look, see, poisonous!"

Everyone looked at the place he was pointing, and saw that the liquor that was spilled on the table top had burned a black pit, had an unpleasant smell, and was still sizzling and corroding.

The several tall men who were still arrogant were dumbfounded. Can't believe that I just walked in front of the ghost gate like this. Jun ShuYing gave Chu FeiYang a vicious look and got up and left. Chu FeiYang put down the money, picked up the sword and hurriedly followed out.