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    The Silly White Sweet Miracle Doctor Young Master

    She picked up the porcelain cup and took a sip.

    The waiter took her food, looked at her carefully, put a bowl of thin porridge and a plate of side dishes on the table, and said a little awkwardly:

    “Gu, please use it slowly, girl.”

    Li Xin tilted her head slightly, her eyes covered by the red satin were clearly not exposed, but the waiter felt that he was being held tightly by her, and a thin knot appeared on his back.

    She nodded.

    The waiter was relieved, wiped his sweat and left quickly.

    Li Xin ate the porridge and vegetables, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and stood up slowly.

    Three thousand green silk threads slid across the faint cold fragrance. She raised her hand, lifted the bamboo curtain, and walked out of this secluded and deserted corner.

    With her appearance, the originally noisy hall suddenly became much quieter. Many eyes, bright or dark, were cast on her. The red satin slipped from her eyes, and then they looked at her delicate hands hidden in her sleeves.

    The men who had spoken earlier also fell silent and all looked at Li Xin.

    The leader’s eyes were hesitant, as if he was trying to think through her.

    It wasn’t until Li Xin walked past him and left a graceful silhouette that he suddenly realized:

    “Red Owl!”

    His scream shocked everyone present, and their eyes showed panic.

    Li Xin’s steps paused slightly and stopped.

    The man was also in a hurry and failed to take care of her before she left. Now that she heard her, he felt regretful and wished he could slap himself several times.

    The men around him hurriedly protected him, holding weapons in their hands and looking at Li Xin with tense eyes, making the atmosphere more solemn for a moment.

    The shopkeeper and the waiter were very familiar with it and hid in the kitchen. They are in the business of charlatans.This kind of thing is not uncommon.

    Li Xin stood there for a long time before slowly turning around.

    Although her eyes are not visible, her exposed face, with her dark eyebrows and red mouth, and her graceful beauty, can be said to be a rare and stunning beauty.

    But no one here dares to think wrongly.

    The red silk fluttered slightly, brushing against her shoulders, and finally fell into the dark color.

    She came to the man and approached him step by step.

    No one but his brother intervened.

    Beads of sweat rolled down the man’s forehead, and his iron bones could not help but tremble slightly. When a person next to him saw this, he shouted angrily, picked up his double ax and slashed towards Li Xin.

    He just entered the arena, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and is not as calm as the others.

    The leader, the big man, shouted “Ahu!” and tried to stop him, but it was too late.

    The two axes were stirred by the wind as he danced, chopping in the air

    In the middle, there was a dull sound, approaching Li Xin’s face, as if he had put all his strength into it.

    Li Xin turned slightly and easily avoided it.

    Immediately afterwards, everyone heard a “clang”, and the Feiyi scorched like flames in their sight. In the blink of an eye, Ahu screamed in pain for some reason and half-knelt on the ground.

    The two-handed ax was broken into two pieces, a total of four pieces, and hit the ground heavily.

    Li Xin is holding an ink-colored long Xiao. The Xiao’s body is completely black, shaped like the backbone of a fish body, and has a faint jade color.

    The small spot was on the man’s elbow. His hands went numb and he immediately lost strength.

    Mo Xiao entered his sleeves, and Li Xin stepped on the back of his hand. When he raised his head and howled miserably, he hooked his five fingers and caught him.

    Throat.

    The other men immediately stood up and wanted to rush towards her.

    Li Xin held the Xiao in her left hand, placed it horizontally in front of her, and pointed at several people from a distance:

    “Don’t move.”

    Her expression was completely emotionless and emotionless, and even her voice was as cold as ice.

    The men looked at Ahu captured in her hand, then looked at her eyes covered by red satin, and felt chills in their hearts.

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