Medicine door witch

Chapter 11 Ling Luo (5)

"Stop hitting, don't hit!" The man squatted on the ground and covered his head begging for mercy, "I don't want the buns, okay?"

"You messed up my business, and I'll kill you! Kill you, a dirty beggar!" The owner of Baozipu seemed to be red-eyed, and the more he beat, the more fierce he became.

At the end of the fight, the people around started frowning and pointing. Even a worthless beggar couldn't waste his life in broad daylight.

Looking at this scene, Ling Luo couldn't help but grow deep.Thinking of being burned at the General's Mansion today, isn't that little bitch Ling Yue also a bullying trick?
She turned her head and found that there was a big stove for steaming steamed buns behind her. She pinched it in her hand and flicked it slightly, and a fireball the size of a fist flew to the bun shop owner who committed the murder with a stick.

"Ah, ah, ah!" The owner of the steamed bun shop's butt was on fire all of a sudden. He jumped up and down in pain, and he didn't care about hitting anyone. He hurried back to the store and was busy putting out the flames on his butt.

The onlookers immediately laughed and shouted "retribution".

Ling Luo's lips curled into a faint smile, then walked to the dirty beggar who was beaten hard, bent down, and tore off the black meteorite pendant around his waist, carefully studying it. stand up.

Facing the sun, she could clearly see the ancient Chinese character Xuanyuan two thousand years ago.

Ling Luo's face suddenly changed. 1000 years ago, the surname "Xuanyuan" represented a race with extremely powerful blood and domineering blood.

Xuanyuan was the bloodline of Emperor Jin Yuan.

The descendants of the purest blood in the race may be born as a great martial artist of Jin Yuan who can destroy a city in the blink of an eye.Their talents are extremely terrifying, and most of them can break through the void, step into the fairyland, become the god of martial arts, and become the emperor of martial arts!

"Where did this come from?" Ling Luo squatted down, met the dirty beggar's tangled face because of the pain, and put the black meteorite pendant in front of him.

The painful and tangled expression on the dirty beggar's face froze for a moment, and inexplicable emotions flashed in his bright eyes, and then the next moment, he began to cry out of pain: "Oh, hey, it hurts, it hurts to death."

Ling Luo tilted her head, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips. Why did she think his painful expression was a little familiar.It was as if she was at the stake at the General's Mansion this morning.

In an instant, she realized that this beggar, like her, was pretending to be in pain.

Ling Luo's eyes flashed slyly, then opened the paper bag in which the buns were packed, and there came out a fragrant meat bun, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed, then opened his mouth, took a bite, nodded with a look of enjoyment, and said in admiration. : "It's delicious."

The dirty beggar was greedy for the smell of meat, and his eyes stared straight at the bun in Ling Luo's hand. He forgot to continue screaming in pain, but swallowed a large mouthful of saliva and rolled his Adam's apple.

Ling Luo took another bite, and this bite directly bit off the meat filling in the center. She chewed with relish while holding the black meteorite pendant, smilingly looking at the dirty beggar and saying, "Where does this come from? of?"

At the moment when the minced meat was bitten down, the dirty beggar's face was filled with regret, and even his mouth was bent.

Ling Luo slowly finished eating the buns in front of the beggar, then took out another one from the paper bag, shook it in front of him, and said, "Tell me where this black meteorite came from, and I'll give it to you. "

(End of this chapter)