Chen Zheng's reaction was more than a beat slower, and he answered with a smile almost subconsciously.
"Herbal soup, stewed with herbs picked by myself!"
He even subconsciously added, "It tastes good, I love it, I want to drink it all the time~~~"
"Is it really so delicious?" The voice was smiling.
He seemed to ask curiously.
"Of course, let me tell you, although this soup looks bland, the true flavor of the spiritual herbs is brought out."
"It's sweet, refreshing, and calming. Having a drink in a place like this is like...Earthly Dao~~~"
Chen Zheng After finishing speaking, have a meal!
Blanch?
When I said this, I suddenly got stuck.
It was like an invisible hand was strangling my throat.
Damn it?
Blanch!!!
Chen Zheng The smile on his face seemed to be frozen instantly, frozen at the corner of his mouth.
He turned his neck extremely slowly.
When his eyes finally met the two faces behind him.
The remaining contented smile on his face quickly melted away and eventually disappeared completely.
Instead, it was a kind of horror.
Mask of pain, instantly on your face!
"Jiang... Jiang..."
His lips were trembling and he could hardly make a complete sound.
Every word has a vibrato.
The two people in front of me are not Jiang Yantian and his woman Mei Yanluo.
Who else could it be?
Damn it!
How could this happen?
Why are they here?
How did they find this place?
A series of questions exploded in his mind like thunder.
It blew him away!
He felt like a bird flying happily in the clouds.
Suddenly he was hit hard by an invisible sap.
Falling straight into the bottomless abyss!
At the happiest and most beautiful time of life.
Suddenly I encountered the most terrifying devil.
Such a blow and such a contrast are simply unacceptable.
The heart stopped beating!
Blanch!!!
Chen Zheng felt that his eyes were dark and his hands and feet were cold.
That pot of herbal soup suddenly lost its aroma.
Chen Zheng opened his mouth, his throat was burning but he couldn't make any sound.
He could only watch as Jiang Yantian approached step by step.
"Huh?" Jiang Yantian had just the right amount of confusion on his face.
As if he really cares. "Fellow Daoist Chen, why don't you smile?"
"Weren't you humming a song just now, feeling happy?"
He leaned over and looked at Chen Zheng's stiff face.
"Are you born not to laugh? Why do you have such a stinky face when you see me?"
"Isn't this a bit too much? Is this emperor so unpopular?"
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yantian seemed a little unhappy.
He raised his hand and waved casually.
"Boom!!!"
An invisible force emerged out of thin air.
He didn't attack Chen Zheng directly, but accurately overturned the bubbling iron pot.
The pot, together with most of the happy herbal soup inside, flew into the air.
Drawing an awkward arc in the air.
It hit the rocks in the distance with a "clang" and the soup splashed everywhere.
The iron pan deformed and rolled down.
Chen Zheng froze in place, forgetting to even dodge.
In other words, I dare not move at all.
He looked at the pot of soup that held his Anning and fantasy for a moment.
It just vanished into nothing.
Lanshou, shiitake mushrooms!
However, before he could finish digesting it, Jiang Yantian waved his hand casually again.
"Pah!"
Chen Zheng felt a burning pain coming from his left cheek.
It's not a slap on the face directly with the palm of your hand.
Instead, an invisible aura came over fiercely.
The force is controlled extremely delicately.
It was enough to make him feel pain in his bones and make stars appear in his eyes.
But it wouldn't break his cheekbones and teeth.
"Uh-huh!" Chen Zheng exclaimed in pain.
The whole person was tilted to one side by this force.
He raised his hand to cover the left side of his face, which suddenly became red and swollen.
Bare teeth!
It happened so suddenly.
With hope, he was cooking, drinking hot soup, and singing songs.
Suddenly I was beaten by Jiang Yantian!!!
Therefore, a day without Jiang Yantian is a good day!
Blanch!
"Jiang...Senior Jiang..."
Chen Zheng covered his face and said in a crying voice, "Why did you come here? It's so remote here."
He was really scared.
I was afraid that I would be crushed to death by this capricious devil in the next second.
Or suffer more unimaginable torture.
Jiang Yantian Hearing this, the displeasure on his face disappeared.
He pointed at Chen Zheng: "Didn't you ask me to come?"
"Ah?" Chen Zheng was confused.
"You showed me the way!" Jiang Yantian said confidently.
"How could we as a couple end up here if you hadn't guided us all the way?"
"If I don't come here, where would I go?"
What he said is pure nonsense. It is a typical slap in the face and strong rhetoric.
But, at this moment, Chen Zheng was in a state of confusion and extremely frightened.
I actually believed it for a moment.
Could it be that he had really been marked by this devil unknowingly?
Or automatically attract him?
Jiang Yantian looked at Chen Zheng's expression of doubt about life.
Suddenly his face darkened, and he changed into an angry look that looked like he was inciting an army to accuse him.
"Chen Zheng, you are so good!"
His voice rose with suppressed anger. "Damn it, you ordered the most expensive Nine-Turn Samsara Brew at the Billowing Gate Pavilion."
"They kept saying that they wanted to invite my wife and me to drink to make amends, but what happened?"
"As soon as the wine was served, why did you rub oil on the soles of your feet and run away!"
"If you run away, who will settle the bill? Ah?"
"Billowing Gate Pavilion Those guys who look down on others, they detained us on the spot!"
"Tell us that we are your accomplices and you are not allowed to leave until you pay!"
"What can I do?" Jiang Yantian looked aggrieved as if he was also a victim.
"In order to escape and not to be embarrassed, I emptied my family's fortune in tears and settled all my debts!"
"More than half a million high-grade spiritual stones, just because of the bad wine you ordered!"
The more he talked, the angrier he became, and he added, "And those windows, tables, chairs, and cups you broke."
"Billowing Gate Pavilion, all in all, there are a total of 600,000 high-grade spiritual stones!"
"It's all on me!"
Jiang Yantian took a step closer. "Chen Zheng, touch the right side of your face that is not swollen and ask yourself."
"Are you satisfied? Huh?"
"I'm telling you, this is not over today!"
His tone was solemn and threatening. "You must compensate me for my losses, mental damages, lost work time, and reputational damage."
"And the huge debt of 600,000 spiritual stones, otherwise I will kill you."
Chen Zheng's body trembled violently, his legs became weak, and he almost knelt down.
Want to cry.
No way, the person in charge really dares to ask this devil for money?
According to his understanding of Jiang Yantian's domineering and lawless character.
It would be considered restraint not to dismantle Billowing Gate Pavilion on the spot.
How could that frightened person in charge have the guts to ask him for spiritual stones?
Still detaining people?
But what if?
What if the devil was in a good mood or had some other plans?
Are you really condescending and paying the price?
Then doesn't he really owe him 600,000 high-grade spiritual stones?
This is worse than Billowing Gate Pavilion's debt.
Billowing Gate Pavilion At least there are some rules.
This devil can really kill people.
"Really... really?"
Chen Zheng's voice was trembling, he was not sure, and he didn't dare not believe it at all.
This is true and false, false and true, this is the trick Jiang Yantian is best at.
It is also the most torturous place.
"Of course it's true, damn!"
"You ran away very quickly and disappeared without a trace, leaving my wife and I there, surrounded by a group of guard dogs."
"I was so embarrassed that I finally had to pay to settle the matter!"
He snorted heavily, "Just tell me, because of you, I lost such a big person and lost so much money, what should you do?"
"If you don't give me a satisfactory explanation today, I will make you regret giving birth!"
Chen Zheng's face was ashen.
The beautiful life is gone!