LEGEND OF THE BLACK FLUTE WARRIOR
A DISPUTE WITH OUWYANG KOK,
Bun Houw with a full smile had to stroke Yi Yi's head and whisper,
"Since coming with me, I've never once been able to treat you to a good meal."
"For this time, I hope you don't reject it let's just enjoy it."
"Don't think too much, it's all in my calculations, you don't worry ok.?"
Yi Yi nodded because he rarely refused any requests from Bun Houw, even saying he never refused the wishes of Bun Houw.
Maybe because he loves too much
Bun Houw, all he had in mind was for the benefit of Bun Houw.
He had even forgotten his personal desires.
There was no more desire other than to see Bun Houw happy and happy.
The two of them walked into the restaurant where a waiter approached them.
Then helping them get a seat, Bun Houw memorized Yi Yi's favorite food he just ordered some kind of Yi Yi's favorite cuisine.
But Yi Yi added two kinds of menus that Bun Houw liked.
Bun Houw and Yi Yi looked at each other as they both smiled.
Before long their ordered food came, they started eating food in front of them greedily. Each looks busy picking up side dishes for their partners.
Especially Yi Yi he was very attentive to the details of all the needs of Bun Houw.
Until the chopsticks of the glass bowl that will be used by Bun Houw he wiped it first.
While Bun Houw was eating,
he also affectionately wiped the sweat on Bun Houw's forehead.
Along the way all the Bun Houw clothes he washed them, if anyone tore him up and patched him.
All this he did voluntarily, emerging from his own initiative without being asked or asked.
As a great miss the daughter of a great general, who had dozens of servants in his house.
Everything Yi Yi had done for Bun Houw was already quite extraordinary.
While they were busy eating suddenly there was a commotion, between three beautiful girls with a young man carrying a fan and behind him stood 4 girls in white clothes with faces covered in thin veils.
Their commotion ended in a fight, two girls who seemed to be servants as well as bodyguards from the girl in red.
Seen crashing with a sword in the hand towards the young man who used a steel fan as a weapon
One flickering from the young man holding the steel fan, made the two bodyguard girls bounce.
Then it fell sprawled on the floor losing its life, with a gaping wound on the neck.
The girl in red was furious to see the death of her two loyal bodyguards, she pulled out her sword and lunged at the Youth holding the steel fan.
In just two bursts the girl bounced almost falling from the second floor down.
When that happens the girl will definitely have a broken bone.
Bun Houw suddenly disappeared from his seat, using the 72-step science without a shadow of Wu Song's teachings.
Capturing the girl's waist took her flying into the restaurant back.
The girl stared at Bun Houw until unblinkingly, this whole life was the first time she had been hugged by a man other than her father.
And the man who stole the first time, was a very handsome young man and seemed to have high magic.
The girl was fascinated to the point of forgetting to say thank you, and did not realize she was now able to stand on her own.
The man had already released a hug on his waist, he still had not released his embrace from the man's neck.
Until the sound is heard,
"Miss you're okay, right.?"
In shock and realization he quickly let go of the embrace of the man timidly and a red face he said,
"Thank you .."
Ying Ying who saw all those events only smiled understandingly.
Bun Houw now turned his head to stare at the steel fan-faced man.
The man just smiled mockingly and said,
"Don't like to interfere in people's affairs, or you'll regret losing a goose in exchange for a duck."
The girl in clothes was furious her body trembled both her eyebrows until she stood up.
He pointed at the man who was carrying the steel fan angrily and said,
"You... bastard what do your words mean?"
The man with the steel fan was none other than Ouwyang Kok, ever since his defeat against Wu Song his fan was crushed.
He purposely specifically sought out the best weapon forging in the capital making it a steel fan.
Ouwyang Kok laughed crisply and said,
"Obviously know still asking?"
"Do I need to repeat and clarify?" ouwyang Kok said while laughing mockingly.
The red-clothed girl was so angry her emotions had gone up to the crown.
Which girl won't get angry in front of the guy who catches her attention.
He was denigrated said to be a ugly duckling.
The girl in red clothes pointed at Ouwyang Kok with the tip of her sword and said,
"You... rotten bastard..!!"
"I'm going to complain with you..!!" said the girl in red wanted to charge towards Ouwyang Kok.
Sounded Bun Houw said,
"Miss withhold your emotions don't be provoked by her words.
Leave him to me, let me take care of him."
Hearing Bun Houw's voice, the heart of the red-clothed girl calmed down..
The girl looked at Bun Houw affectionately and said,
"Budi good In Kong (Support Master) today my whole life Kwan Ce Lin will not forget it."
"Miss Kwan need not hesitate to stay away or immediately leave this place, leave the business here to me" said Bun Houw who was still staring at Ouwyang Kok vigilantly.
Ouwyang Kok Back laughed mockingly as he said,
"Have you had enough to chat?, your young master didn't have so much time to listen to your chat."
"If you haven't had enough of this duck duckling to go home, continue your conversation as much as possible."
"Originally leave the beautiful goose for me, you can immediately roll from here" said Ouwyang Kok while laughing mockingly.
Bun Houw who was starting to get hooked on his emotions said,
"Take your dirty mouth, or you'll regret it."
Ouwyang Kok laughed and said,
"Repent what? show me your skills, who's gonna regret still don't know"
Bun Houw did not want to serve any further debate with Ouwyang Kok, who was clearly somewhat feminine to the effeminate so very good at tongue-licking.
Bun Houw was definitely not his match in this regard.
Bun Houw immediately released the first Lung You Hui kang from Hang Lung Se Pa Cang (18 Dragon Beater Treads).
Ouwyang Kok did not hesitate at all to see a pair of Naga Mas darting towards him.
He had faced people who used this style.
Ouwyang Kok kept his fan, his body languishing on the floor came out the sound from his mouth,
"TOOL...COC...IT'S...!!"
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