At the corner of the alley where Xu Wenqing's family turned left, there was a restaurant selling breakfast.
This restaurant sells a lot of things, such as steamed stuffed buns, steamed buns, and various porridge. Most people near here would like to go to their homes for breakfast.
It's not that their food is delicious. It's really that their food is cheap. For ordinary people, as long as it is cheap, many people are willing to take care of their business.
Xu Wenqing would come to this steamed stuffed bun shop every morning after practising swordsmanship and order a bowl of rice porridge and two steamed stuffed buns.
In the past two days, because the soul fighting contest of the Advanced Soul Master College in the whole continent is about to be held, many people have come to this small restaurant. Early in the morning, the restaurant is full of people.
Because there was really no single table, Xu Wenqing could only compete with others for a table.
His deskmate was a man and a woman. They were a little older than Xu Wenqing. It was estimated that they were 13 or 14 years old.
"Peach, Miss Lin has repeatedly asked us not to go out. It's not good for us to sneak out now."
The boy of the two is very handsome, soft and gentle. At a glance, he thought he was a beautiful girl.
Ma Xiaotao glared at the ram ink and said in a dissatisfied tone, "Are you bored? You have to follow me, and I didn't force you. If you don't want to go back, I will not force you."
"Peach, I don't mean that," Gongyangmo said softly. "I mean, let's talk to Mr. Lin before we go out, or we will be scolded when we go back."
"No, why do you talk so much nonsense?" Ma Xiaotao's face became more and more ugly, and he slapped the table hard. "If you want to go back, go back. I won't stop you."
The rice porridge bought by Xu Wenqing was just placed on the table. Ma Xiaotao used too much force to beat the bowls on the table and jumped up and down.
This time, most of the rice porridge in the bowl was directly sprinkled.
Xu Wenqing was directly splashed with rice porridge because he was closest to it.
Xu Wenqing frowned at them and said, "No, you two are crazy. If you want to eat, you can eat. If you don't want to eat, you can get out."
Xu Wenqing listened to what they had just said. In short, he licked his dog boyfriend and his wayward girlfriend.
Xu Wenqing is not interested in this kind of girl friend's dog training trick. As long as the other party doesn't annoy him, he can also treat it as unseen.
But now, these two people have disturbed their own taste of eating. Xu Wenqing disagrees.
"Ah, I'm sorry," said Gong Yangmo, standing up at the moment when Xu Wenqing stood up. "I'm really sorry. My companion is a little bit temperamental and has disturbed you."
Ma Xiaotao was naturally dissatisfied with what Gongyangmo said about her bad temper, but she also realized that what she had just done was wrong, so she could only snort coldly to suppress her unhappiness.
"Ho ho, who are you? I want you to say sorry." After taking out a paper towel to wipe the water stains on his body, Xu Wenqing coldly glanced at Ma Xiaotao, "Whoever caused the trouble will apologize."
"Tut," Ma Xiaotao is also angry. If Xu Wenqing speaks well, she can't apologize, but if Xu Wenqing has this attitude, she won't be soft. "You want me to apologize? There's no way."
"Hehe," Xu Wenqing looked Ma Xiaotao up and down after he crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash can. "No apology? That's not bad, but I can't promise that I won't throw you out."
"Alas, alas, alas," Ram Moyan said that the situation was wrong, so he had to come forward to fight. "If you don't say two words, you should solve the enemy..."
However, Ma Xiaotao obviously didn't want to give Rammo a chance to interrupt. Before Rammo could speak, he dragged him aside.
"Want to fight? Hehe, OK, let's go out."
Ma Xiaotao said as he pulled the ram ink and walked out. The eager look on his face could not hide it.
It can be seen that she seems to want to fight Xu Wenqing.
Although Xu Wenqing is younger than the other person, he can't be afraid of the other person, because he awakened the Wulin one year ahead of time, and his accomplishments are far higher than those of his peers. At the age of just nine this year, he has reached level 26 in accomplishments.
Behind the steamed bun shop, there is a wasteland. It is small, only 20 or 30 square meters, but it is just right for competition.
"Boy, what's your name? How old are you this year?" Ma Xiaotao put his hands around his chest and his face was full of confidence. "Look at you, you shouldn't be too old."
Xu Wenqing put his hands behind his back and looked at Ma Xiaotao indifferently. "Before asking others, should you give your name first?"
"Oh," Ma Xiaotao said with a slight side of his head and a disdainful face, "my name is Ma Xiaotao. I'm a fourth year student in the outer courtyard of Shrek College. I'm fourteen years old and I'm a 35 year old war spirit teacher in the department of strong attack."
Ma Xiaotao's introduction was so trivial that she had to tell her how many times a day she went to the toilet.
"Uh..."
Is there such a coincidence in the world?
At the moment when he heard the name Ma Xiaotao, Xu Wenqing really didn't know what his mood was. He didn't expect it. He went out to have breakfast himself, which also allowed him to meet people from Shrek College, and also had conflicts with people from Shrek College.
Is it true that I was born against Shrek College and couldn't get together?
"Xu Wenqing, the twenty sixth level control system spirit master."
Compared with Ma Xiaotao, Xu Wenqing's self introduction is much simpler.
"Level 26?" Ma Xiaotao was stunned. "I can't see that you can have such a high level of cultivation at your young age. I didn't plan to teach you a lesson with Wulin, but now it seems that I need to use some strength."
Xu Wenqing shook his head with a sneer.
It seems that Ma Xiaotao thinks he is easy to bully because he is young. In this case, let's give her a lesson.
Thinking of this, Xu Wenqing gently raised his hand, and a bright light slowly condensed in his palm.
The light is more and more dazzling, more and more illusory.
The silver light is so gorgeous and dazzling that people will be deeply attracted by it as long as they look at it. They are unwilling to move their eyes. The strange soul power fluctuation that emanates from it makes people have an impulse to sink into it.
"The first soul skill is a rhyme in the night."
Dreams, dreams, dreams that people can't refuse, come.