"Is it really?" The fat man looked up at the store.

"Guest officials, even if there are, they are all running in the hall to buy food, these people come every day." Shop Xiao Er laughed.

"What happened on the street recently, how are the pedestrians so little." Yu Yu asked.

"I don't want to be a guest officer. Tomorrow is the big marriage of the emperor's seven princes. People who have heads and faces have gone to the Bajie emperor. Let's not have less people in this small place."

"Okay, go help us to remind the dishes." Night feathers throw a silver coin.

"Thank you, guest officer, thank you official." The store took the silver coin, pretended to run to the kitchen, and turned around and sneaked out from the back door.

"Boss, the seven emperors will be married tomorrow, let's not have to go all night." The fat man whispered.

Night Feather took a sip of tea and slowly nodded. He was unable to go back normally.

"You hate, seven princes?" Bai Jinyi pondered for a long time, finally asked these words.

"Do not hate." Night Yu said: "Just, he wants me to die, I am embarrassed to let him live."

Bai Jinyi, laugh and not speak, cup of tea, drink it.

A few people didn't have too complicated dishes. A few meat dishes and two cold dishes were brought up.

The rice was just late, and the black yarn suddenly put down the chopsticks.

"Miss, outside..." The black gauze glanced at the empty door.

"You go to the sky and go." Yu Yu continued to bow down to eat.

"Know the master." The black wind looked at the black gauze and the two walked toward the door.

Hey, hey.

The sleeves of the night feathers moved and a small white head was drilled.

Hey.

Purple spirit lightning jumped to the table, smelled the food on the table, turned his head and called the night feathers.

"It's hungry, a bit fast." Bai Jinyi looked at this little thing.

Zi Ling Lightning is now hungry every two hours, although not much is eaten every time.

The night feathers shook their heads helplessly, and if they didn't give it, it would always scream.

Remove the white jade bottle and pour a few drops of purple spirit in the palm.

The spirit liquid in the white jade bottle has disappeared. It seems that this bottle is enough for it to eat for a month.

Hey.

The purple spirit lightning bolt immediately caught the palm of the night feathers, and the small tongue picked up cheerfully.

"Boss, this little guy, fed for half a month, did not see it grow up." Fat man jokes on the side.

"Miss, it's really." Night Wen looked at the little guy with his eyes full of affection.

The night feather licks the other hand to touch the small head of the purple spirit lightning bolt, hairy, with a little bit of plush toy feeling.

After this small half-month, Zi Ling lightning 貂 finally no trace of the night feathers, let the night feathers stroking on its head.

Of course, this treatment can only be enjoyed by the night feathers. It is impossible for the fat people to touch the head of the purple spirit lightning bolt.

......

Outside the inn.

On a windy day, he stretched out and looked at the black gauze.

The black gauze looked at a tea stall along the road, where seven or eight mercenaries were sitting drinking tea.

The eyes drifted across the inn from time to time.

"Is it?" The black wind looked at it.

"Well, there should be other places, and I haven't found it yet."

"Go." The black wind rushed toward the mercenaries.

"Man, drink tea in this place." Black wind took one of the shoulders of one person.

"Yep?"

The mercenary turned his face and saw a fist in his eyes constantly magnified.

Hey!