Chapter 189

Fu Yan stopped, "what's the matter?"

"What's the matter? What do you have with you! Is it so powerful? " Feng Qi held his waist and got up very hard.

For the first time in recent days, do you want to give him such a big gift. Ha, this damned human.

"With a brain, count it?" Fu Yan mumbled, his hand fumbled around his neck twice.

Feng Qi clenched his teeth, "I'm serious with you. Don't be smiley with me."

"Is that it?" He took out a yellow Rune folded in the shape of a star.

Fu Yan looked at it carefully and found that the paper was wet. I think it was just hit by someone. It was wet when the drink was spilled. Now, I've been dried by my body temperature.

Feng Qi's eyes widened. He stepped on the double ghosts, and the sword flew dozens of meters to the place where the yellow light could not reach him.

"Wow..." Fu Yan was a little surprised. Was his grandmother so powerful? Even Feng Qi was afraid of the paper.

Feng Qi took out a small black bag from his pocket and threw it to Fu Yan, "put the broken Rune paper in first, and suppress its power."

"Why do you want to suppress its power? Just now, you didn't see the scene that your tongue was scalded by the light." Fu Yan catches the bag, his mouth is unreasonable, but he is very obedient to put the rune paper into the bag.

Feng Qi yelled: "with me, the hanged ghost can't hurt you. Why do you need a broken Rune paper? It makes my back ache."

"OK, OK, I know your waist is not good." Fu Yan agrees with this.

Feng Qi's eyebrows twitched. It should not be a compliment.

"Do you want to go in?" Fu Yan took a look at the man who was still rubbing his waist at the moment.

Feng Qi noticed Fu Yan's sight, immediately released his hand, standing straight, "you say, look at the dead ghost's harrass flowing into the guest's bowl, and then eat like this, these people will be mentally retarded sooner or later."

In danger, Fu Yan habitually approaches Feng Qi. At this time, Feng Qi looked at him with some frightened eyes.

Fu Yan said, "what are you afraid of? Isn't the Fu paper already packed in a bag?"

"I don't know Seven foot man, I'm afraid. " Feng Qi's unconvinced explanation.

Fu Yan, smiling and speechless, slowly grasped Feng Qi's clothes. Follow him into the Sichuan restaurant where the hanged ghost is.

They were sitting next to the hanged ghost. Fu Yan watched the invisible saliva flowing into the hot pot. He felt uncomfortable and wanted to vomit.

Looking at Fu Yan retching, Feng Qi seized this point and joked: "what's the matter? I'm pregnant after a few days?"

Fu yanmeng choked on his own saliva. He pursed his mouth tightly and kicked Feng Qi several feet under the table.

Looking at the man's loss of his appearance, Fu Yan said with a polite smile, "yes, it's yours."

Feng Qi, who was drinking tea, raised his head and spurted directly at Fu Yan. Looking at Fu Yan's face full of tea, he wiped his mouth and said, "I didn't mean to. Who let you talk so frightening?"

Feng Qi continued to pour the tea, a platitude: "don't slander me for anything, I still want to marry my daughter-in-law."

Hundreds of years old monster still want to marry a daughter-in-law. Wiping off the tea on his face, Fu Yan took advantage of Feng Qi's tea and continued: "you are the only one who sleeps with me, not yours. Who else can it be?"

"Cough!"

This time, Fu Yan was on guard. He directly covered his face with the menu and prevented Feng Qi from spraying tea. When Fu Yan put down the menu, he saw Feng Qi blush unexpectedly.

"Well, what would you like to eat?"

as like as two peas, he pointed to the table where the Hanging Ghost was sitting. "We want the same dish as that one."

"OK, just a moment."

Fu Yan asked, "do you have so much money?"

It's a big table, but it's enough for eight people.

Feng Qi chuckled, "naturally someone will pay."

When Fu Yan came up to the table, the hanged ghost did have some movement.

When Fu Yan looked at his bowl with a lot of brats, his hand shook and the bowl fell off. He looked up and the tongue was facing him.

Fu Yan looked at the man with a pale face Why did you bring him to our table... "

"You really want to eat, catch the ghost first!"

Fu Yan is speechless.

"I want the same dish as them." At this time, a familiar female voice sounded.

When Fu Yan and Feng Qi look around, they see Dong Qier holding his cheek and looking at the hanged ghost on their table with great interest.

Feng Qi thought: he could have directly destroyed the museum to catch ghosts, but he didn't have so much money, so he wanted to use a softer method. But this woman is not good, this time, I'm afraid it's not very gentle.

Fu Yan was surprised to find that those people who had been eating happily paid to leave one by one. Even the boss, after receiving the money, went directly into the kitchen."Shua!" Feng Qi stood up and two ghosts came out of their scabbard.

Dong Qier put down the teacup, put her finger on her lips, and then waved it in front of her. She drew a charm and attacked the hanged ghost directly.

Double ghosts flash by and cut the rope around the neck of the hanged ghost. Feng Qi gives Fu Yan a kick and kicks him to a safe place at the counter.

"Well..." Fu Yan cried in pain, which is definitely the Revenge of the man.

In order to fight for a hanged ghost, the two of them, Fu guangjianying, took several bricks off Fu Yan's head from time to time.

"I advise you not to rob my business." Dong Qier was constrained by Feng Qi's double ghosts and gritted his teeth.

Feng Qi took out a small black bag and took away the hanged ghost who had been trying hard to get together with the hot pot since he fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, we all have our abilities." Feng Qi smiles.

When returning to reality, the boss was shocked when he came out of the kitchen. Fu Yan was even more shocked. The hanged ghost disappeared, the female owner disappeared, and even the male owner disappeared.

The boss waved to several employees to stop Fu Yan, who was trying to run away secretly. He held out his hand and said, "you have to pay for it. I don't care whether you did it or not. At present, you are the only one to stay here, so I can only think it's you."

When Fu Yan took out his salary card, he couldn't help but want to tear the damned man Feng Qi to pieces.

Wow His salary is gone.

Feng Chuanle stares at Fu's arm when he comes out of the restaurant.

Fu Yan pounced on Feng Qi and hit him with an absolutely standard upper hook. This damned, sanctimonious guy.

Feng Qi easily took Fu Yan's hand and said in a good voice: "the world is so beautiful, you can't be so irritable."

"Give me my money back!" Fu Yan said angrily.

Feng Qi touched his nose, "I have no money..."