Mortal Cultivation

329 Mei’er’s Lost Days [III]

The fat man saw Mei’er closing the door for herself, but fortunately he was thick-skinned, so he walked to Mei’er’s table with a smile, sat down opposite her, and shouted at the shop assistant, “Little Er, what are you doing here? Stupid man, go to another table and wait for the banquet to come. I want to have a good meal with my sister here.”

“Yes, young master. Please wait a moment, the food and drink will be here soon!” The shop assistant agreed and ran to the kitchen immediately.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a slightly fatter figure ran up to the second floor, looked around, and immediately rushed to Meier’s side. When he came to the fat man, he immediately nodded and said, “Young Master Lu, I don’t know that you are here, it’s really an honor for the small shop! Today, the small shop treats guests. Why don’t you sit in the private room in the backyard and let the small shop serve the son well? How about waiting for the food on the last table?”

After listening to the fat man, he struck the folding fan that came out of his hand at an unknown time, and said to the man, “It’s so good! Shopkeeper Li, then you will spend money!”

Shopkeeper Li quickly smiled and said, “It should be! It should be!” After that, he swiftly turned around and greeted the second shopkeeper, telling him to prepare the private room in the backyard.

The fat man stood up, made a “please” gesture to Mei’er, and said politely, “Sister, please, how about we go to the private room to eat and talk?”

Mei’er raised her eyebrows and said coldly to the fat man, “Who is your sister? If you want to eat, then eat by yourself. This girl will not accompany you.”

“You...” Just as one of the thugs of the fat man was about to speak, the fat man waved the folding fan in his hand to stop his men, and smiled at Mei’er: “What the girl said is that the wine and food here must not suit the girl’s appetite, it is better to invite the girl to the house. I’ll ask the best cook in the house to make a banquet, and I’ll ask a few singing and dancing performers to entertain us. Then we will be worthy of the noble status of a girl!”

The more Mei’er listened to it, the more disgusting she felt. Seeing that the other party also put a thick skin on, she couldn’t think of something more cruel to say. She realized she couldn’t get rid of him so easily. So she slammed the table and said angrily. “Fat fat man, if you don’t get out, don’t blame auntie for not giving you face and being ruthless!”

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After listening to thewe words, the fat man’s face suddenly turned cold, and he said to Mei’er: “Sister, I’m not good at talking and chatting too.”

“Pffft.”

After that, the fat man made a gesture of invitation and said to Mei’er, “Sister, should you go by yourself, or should I ask someone to ask you to go?”

After hearing this, the thugs stretched their clothes and rolled up their sleeves, revealing the scary tattoos on their bodies. If Fu Heng’s brows were stern, if it were placed on an ordinary person, he would have been frightened by this kind of battle, but is Mei’er an ordinary person?

Seeing that the other party started to play sideways, Mei’er sat down again calmly, picked up chopsticks, took two bites of the dish and put it in his mouth to eat slowly. But everyone found that several ice needles were gradually condensed above Mei’er’s table, and each ice needle was still growing at a speed discernible to the naked eye, and cold ice gas was constantly flowing from the ice needles. Come down and roll up a string of white mist.

Seeing this, all the thugs swallowed nervously. One of the thugs pulled the corner of the fat boy’s clothes and said in a low voice, “Young master, I think it’s okay for today. This girl is a stubble, I’m afraid it’s not easy to mess with!”

The fat man pulled the thug under yo himsekh said viciously. “Isn’t he a spiritual master? How many pounds can you have at such a young age? Can you still be stronger than me?”

Afterwards, the fat man’s body flashed in front of them, and four amethysts more than one meter long suddenly condensed out. The people present suddenly exclaimed! Although most of the ordinary people are present, everyone knows what it means for a spirit crystal to reach a length of more than one meter!

Even Mei’er was stunned. He didn’t expect such a talented and evil person to exist in such a rural place. But taking a closer look at the spirit crystal in front of the fat man, Mei’er suddenly smiled.

They saw the spiritual crystals in front of the fat man, each of which seemed to contain impurities and generally did not have the kind of transparency that spiritual crystals should have. It is clearly the result of weak mental strength and incomplete cohesion! In terms of qualifications, I am afraid that the spiritual power value of more than 40 may be said to be high!

This kind of trick may fool the uninitiated, but it was of no use to the real expert.

Mei’er glanced at the fat boy contemptuously, and picked up the jug on the table. Since the wine glass had already been broken by Mei’er, he simply took the wine jug and made a gesture at the fat son, and said in surprise, “Ouch! What a monstrous cultivation base! I’m so afraid, why don’t I respect this son? How about a glass of water and wine to calm down?”

Afterwards, they saw the water and wine in the pot fly out of thin air, forming a waterline and shooting straight at the fat man.

The fat man saw that his huge spirit crystal did not frighten the other party, and this little girl dared to do it! Suddenly furious, he shouted at Meier: “I don’t know how high the sky is, this is your own death!”

After that, the spirit crystal flashed in front of him, and a huge fireball condensed out instantly and charged towards Mei’er. Those diners who were close to Mei’er immediately flew back in fright, and the tables and chairs collapsed for a while.

Seeing that the waterline shot by Meier collided with the fireball, at the moment of the collision, the waterline suddenly opened like a fishnet, and the fireball was caught in it at once.

Before everyone could see what was going on, the fireball shot by the fat man suddenly stopped in mid-air. Upon closer inspection, he found that a thin layer of ice had formed on the surface of the fireball, turning it into a puck.

But the fat man couldn’t help but hung his head. He knew that he was not talented enough, so he could only bluff others. But to be able to cultivate to the fourth level, it is also a lot of hard work. If you really want to strike with all your strength, the power cannot be ignored.