Chapter 3001 Kick

Although the Blue Witch is delicious, she doesn't look fat at all and is in good health. With these two points alone, I can't be bothered to stop her from eating and drinking.

I put away the dishes and lay down on the bed to rest. I was getting sleepy when my arm was suddenly poked several times. When I turned around, I saw the blue witch poking my left elbow with her onion finger out of boredom.

"Is something wrong?" I asked.

"Boring" she said.

"Sleep when you're bored," I said, "I'm not bored anymore when I fall asleep."

"Tell me a story, the magic-reformed one."

She looked forward to it.

"No" I refused ruthlessly.

"Why?" She frowned.

"I didn't think about it."

"What haven't you thought of?" she asked.

"I haven't figured out how to make this up," I said in a low voice, "Do you think that changing a story is as simple as eating and sleeping? Do you know how many cells it takes to change a story?"

"have no idea."

"Forget it, I can't explain it for a while, so I won't tell you now. When will you listen to the magic story next time, remember to make an appointment in advance."

"Well, I want to hear it now."

".Didn't you listen to me about next time?"

"Next time? When?" The blue witch had a curious expression on her face.

"Uh, tomorrow at the earliest."

"Okay, I want to listen to the story of magic transformation tomorrow night!" the blue witch emphasized, specifically emphasizing the words "tomorrow and story of magic transformation".

"good."

The blue witch was excited for a few seconds, then regained her composure. She raised her hand and waved to the end of the bed: "Tuotuo, come here!"

The little hound dog ran over and jumped on the bed.

"No! Don't ask Tuotuo to come up!"

Suddenly I lost all sleep and shouted. However, it was too late. The two front paws covered with oil had landed firmly on the bed, leaving two plum blossom-shaped oil marks.

"Oh my god."

Face covering, forehead holding, and regret.

If I had known this, I might as well have racked my brains and improvised a magical story for the Blue Witch!

Because the quilt of the Blue Witch was covered with oily paw prints, I had no choice but to cover myself with the quilt to sleep that night. However, the night breeze was blowing and it was quite cool. Without the quilt, I always felt that my hands and feet were uncomfortably cold, so He had to pull half of it over and share the same quilt with the Blue Witch, but it could only cover half of his body, which is what is called showing hands but not feet, showing feet but not hands.

All in all, I had a rough night's sleep.

Early the next morning, I felt slightly tired and got up from the bed. I stretched my waist, practiced my sword skills first, and then took a shower. Then I went out and went downstairs, explained the situation to the boss, and paid. A few copper coins, and not long after, a new bed was delivered.

I carried the new quilt back to the house, and as soon as I put it on the bed, the blue witch's sinful claws stretched out, pulled the new quilt over, and then kicked the old quilt over.

I have long been accustomed to her gangster-like behavior, so I don't bother to argue with her. After laying out the quilt, I turned around and looked at the hall. Tuo Tuo was enjoying herself lying on the oiled paw quilt and sleeping soundly. She probably didn't sleep on the carpet. The thick quilt is comfortable to sleep on.

After making a cup of tea and enjoying the freshness of morning tea, I got up, went out, went downstairs, and bought breakfast.

On the road, I happened to meet some drinkers who had been drinking together yesterday. The drinkers greeted me one after another and said jokingly: "I will exchange drinks with you after I find the information about Xi Lan."

I responded with a smile: "You are always welcome."

Although this town is called a wine town by outsiders, in fact, they are not in the wine business all the time. For example, in the morning, they will set up stalls to sell more normal breakfast and drinks.

I bought two bags of steamed buns, two bags of greasy marinated chicken legs, a few pieces of creamy cake, and a bucket of freshly squeezed orange juice, and strolled towards the hotel.

When I was about to reach my destination, I suddenly heard a commotion two streets away, so I walked another block forward, stretching my neck to take a look curiously.

I saw four menacing-looking guys chasing and intercepting a thin but agile man in a small square across the street.

The men were much more agile than ordinary adventurers. They kept slipping in and out among pedestrians, and they were so slippery. When the four fierce men faced the tourists with question marks on their faces and the local residents who stood watching the excitement, But it seemed quite clumsy, as if it was afraid of injuring these tourists and residents.

"Such a ferocious person would actually act so carefully. However, looking at the tourists and residents, they don't look like noble people, but rather ordinary people with ordinary status. In other words, the big men may not be because of each other. He is afraid because of his identity, but he is afraid because of his identity living in this town. From this point of view"

I glanced at the thin man running towards me across the street, and I thought to myself: "This thin man who doesn't care whether tourists or residents get hurt doesn't look like a good person."

Thinking of this, I gathered strength with both feet, just waiting for the man to rush over.

The thin man obviously didn't pay attention to my actions. He probably just thought that I was carrying a lot of things and holding a big bucket of drinks, which might cause a lot of trouble to the four people chasing him, so he chose to run towards me. The moment he passed by me, he waved his hand towards my arm with obvious malice.

This blow seemed like I was swinging my arm, hitting it accidentally, but in fact it was coming towards a certain acupuncture point on my arm. I can guarantee that if I was only a second- or third-level adventurer, this blow would be enough to hit me. Let me loosen my arms subconsciously.

How vicious!

As soon as this idea came up, I heard the big man running at the front not far away yelling: "Be careful, get out of the way!"

Obviously, this voice was shouting at me, but just by this voice, my favorability towards these four fierce men increased by several percentage points.

I turned my head again and glanced at the thin man who was hitting my arm with his arm, and thought to myself: "Don't think that because you are handsome, I will have a good impression and sympathy for you."

Then he raised his right leg and gave him a diagonal kick, kicking him on the thigh.

Although this kick did not use much force, it was mixed with anger and was not something that ordinary adventurers could bear.

Then with a click, the thin man fell limply to the ground with a surprised expression. The next second, severe pain hit him, and a pitiful howl like a slaughtered pig came from his mouth.

He didn't even bother to look at me again. He pinched his right thigh with both hands and kept twisting and squirming on the ground.

The cold sweat caused by the severe pain directly penetrated the clothes.

I pretended that nothing happened, whistled and walked towards the hotel with the dull expressions of the four big men.