Legend of Sword King

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3This time, not only was the shop assistant stunned, even the surrounding customers stared straight at Cheng Qing, as if they had seen a ghost.    0

    

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Cheng Qing put down the empty wine jug and picked up the second jug. Soon, it was time for the third jug.    

    

After three jars, Cheng Qing finally felt good. He laughed loudly and felt a little comfortable.    

    

After putting down the wine jar, Cheng Qing burped. He looked around and found that almost all the customers were staring at him with their mouths agape. Meanwhile, Yang Ruoxi, who had shrunk under the table, had already stopped making any sounds. In other words, only the faint sound of breathing could be heard.    

    

This fellow had fallen asleep already, lying under the table. She was a woman, and a great beauty at that.    

    

Cheng Qing sighed in his heart. This feeling of being able to look around without feeling like he was an enemy was simply too lonely. Cheng Qing decided that the next time someone came to find him to have a drink, he would bring at least 10 people with him. Otherwise, it would be very boring.    

    

Cheng Qing took out a piece of Mysterious grade spirit stone and threw it to the waiter who hadn't left yet. Cheng Qing went over to help Yang Ruoxi up. Under the shocked gaze of the customers, he walked out of the tavern.    

    

They looked at the nine empty wine jars around the table, their minds still replayed with the terrifying scene of Cheng Qing hugging the wine jar and drinking, then lowered their heads to look at the wine bowl in their hands. No matter how they looked at it, they felt ashamed.    

    

Cheng Qing didn't know where Yang Ruoxi lived, so he could only help her back to the inn they were staying.    

    

Of course, Cheng Qing said he didn't want it, but Yang Ruoxi was already unconscious, so there was no need for her to have a room by herself. If someone sneaked into the room in the middle of the night, Cheng Qing wouldn't even have a place to talk to them.    

    

When the shop assistant saw Yang Ruoxi's face, he was immediately stunned. He then looked at Cheng Qing, full of admiration and admiration. He even had a knowing smile on his face as he winked and asked Cheng Qing, do you need some medicine?    

    

Cheng Qing waved his hand, indicating that I was strong, was I someone that needed medicine, then reacted, the shop assistant probably asked Yang Ruoxi if she needed it, Cheng Qing looked at Yang Ruoxi for a while, then shook his head, thinking that she didn't need it either.    

    

Under the shop assistant's envious gaze, Cheng Qing dragged Yang Ruoxi to his room, kicked open the door, and hooked her up. Supporting the lifeless Yang Ruoxi, he walked straight to the bed and threw her onto it.    

    

Fortunately, Cheng Qing was a cultivator, so he didn't feel tired at all. He returned to the table and poured himself a cup of water. He let out a long breath and felt much better.    

    

Cheng Qing returned to the bed and sized up Yang Ruo. At this moment, the beauty's cheeks were flushed red, her black hair was scattered all over her face, and her wet sweat had soaked her hair. There was a hint of seduction.    

    

Yang Ruoxi was tall and slender, so she had a pair of long and breathtaking legs, long and straight. Her curves were flawless, and she was as beautiful as a work of art. Normally, she was in high spirits, but the scenery on her chest was actually quite spectacular. At this moment, she was lying flat on the bed, appearing exceptionally prominent.    

    

Cheng Qing sighed, walked to the bed and carried Yang Ruoxi inside. He took off her shoes and covered her with a blanket. After thinking for a while, he returned to his room and extinguished the lights. Finally, he went to the bed and stretched his limbs.    

    

Cheng Qing was getting ready to get down to business.    

    

    

    


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