No drop of water

In the early morning, the first ray of sky light illuminated the earth. Before the rising sun had completely struggled out of the horizon, Huo Jiuting opened his eyes and a purple light rushed towards him. In a breath, this purple air was sucked into his abdomen.

Xia Qing also opened his eyes and looked at Huo Jiuting's lower abdomen. A ball of light and shadow was rotating slowly in it, about the size of a fist, covering the outside with this purple pattern.

Could it be that the senior brother’s Qi training Technique has reached the ninth level?

After setting up the formation last night, the brother and sister seized the powerful energy that the formation communicated with the world in the moment, and practiced for a night. At this time, the formation had stabilized, and the two of them had gained a lot.

"Are you hungry?"

Xia Qing nodded, Huo Jiuting stood up and stretched out his hand, asking Xia Qing to hold his hand and get up, "I'll take you to a place for breakfast."

"Okay, where to go?"

Huo Jiuting was already eighteen years old, and he had already obtained his driver's license. Therefore, he did not let An Ye send him away, so he drove Xia Qing out by himself.

Before seven o'clock, there were still few cars on the road. Occasionally, sanitation workers were busy in the morning fog.

After the car stopped in the parking lot of a store, Huo Jiuting took Xia Qing's hand and got out. There was an alley not far ahead. A black trump card was erected on the side of the road, with a few words written in golden running script fonts, "Libu Lane", this is a famous snack street in Jiangcheng. The most authentic snacks in Jiangcheng are all here.

"What to eat? Fried bread, hot dry noodles, fried dumplings, beef noodles, fried dough sticks..." Huo Jiuting announced more than ten names in one breath, turned his head and looked at Xia Qing with a smile. Seeing her frowning and thinking about what she wanted to eat, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Xia Qing saw his thoughts at a glance. He was teasing himself. There were so many delicious foods, but I really didn't know which one to choose? Did he deliberately make himself confused?

Huo Jiuting brought Xia Qing into the largest breakfast shop, which operates many varieties. The two chose a table by the window to sit down, and Huo Jiuting got up to buy food.

He brought in many varieties in one breath, and the ones he had just reported casually, all of which were all filled with them. Although the portions were not large, there were too many varieties and I couldn't finish them.

"I can't finish eating and pack it up." Seeing Xia Qing's thoughts, Huo Jiuting said casually, "Didn't you feed the fish in the lake? Take it back to feed the fish."

"Try to finish it!"

Xia Qing felt it was too wasteful to feed fish with these breakfasts. The fish in her fish pond could not absorb all the spiritual energy, so how could she eat these breakfasts?

Xia Qing took a bite of the fried bread. The gravy was tender, soft and delicious, and the taste was indeed good. She immediately moved her index finger and buried her head in her mouth.

Huo Jiuting saw it and was very happy. He tasted a little of everything and didn't eat much. Only when he saw Xia Qing was not interested in which one he would take to eat.

Before they knew it, the two of them ate almost the same breakfast table.

Both of them are martial artists, they consume a lot and eat much more than ordinary people.

Xia Qing touched her round belly. The snacks here were indeed very authentic and delicious, and it was worth the half-hour drive to travel.

"Han Maoquan, do you think I can't find you if you hide here?"

A man rushed in at the door, ran to a table next to Xia Qing, and raised his hand and punched a middle-aged man drinking egg white.

The man caught off guard, and the eggnog wine in his hand was knocked away and flew towards Xia Qing.

On the side of Xia Qing's body, the eggnog bowl hit the window. Although it did not hit Xia Qing's body, it still stuck to her clothes.

Huo Jiuting got up in anger. He kicked the chair away, walked over and lifted the person who was attacking the neck and swung it back. The man's back hit the edge of the table, causing his face to turn pale and his forehead to sweat.

"What are you doing?" The man saw Huo Jiuting clearly and saw that his body was as sharp as an arrow, and his murderous aura was solid in his eyes. He couldn't help but tremble all over. He knew that he was reckless today and had messed with someone he shouldn't have messed with.

"He, he is a quack doctor. I'll settle the score with him when my wife is cured." The man pointed at Han Maoquan and wanted to explain.

"What do you have to do with me?" Huo Jiuting pulled Xia Qing over and said, "Apologize to her!"

This was the first time Xia Qing saw Huo Jiuting being so angry. Even though they were chased in Flame Mountain and survived death in the Southern World, he had never been so angry. Of course, Xia Qing knew that Huo Jiuting was because of herself. She held Huo Jiuting's hand and gently clenched in his palm, indicating that he should not be angry.

Huo Jiuting's heart suddenly calmed down, like a furry cat, smoothed out by his master's hair, and a smile slowly ejaculated on the corner of his lips.

The man breathed a sigh of relief. He was just now because he was too reckless. Not to mention asking him to apologize to the little girl, he would be willing to kneel down and call him aunt.

The man bowed and apologized respectfully to Xia Qing, "If you don't dislike me, let me pay for the breakfast today!"

"No!"

It was not a big deal. The people in Jiangcheng were very popular. They called each other brothers the first second, picked up the wine bottle and smashed the person the next second, and shook hands and made peace in the next second. This person just said that this person called Han Maoquan's man curing his wife was wrong, so he should have been anxious and took action without regard for the consequences.

Seeing that this man was rubbing his back, Xia Qing knew that Huo Jiuting had made a big move just now, so he wanted to expose it.

She and Huo Jiuting only took two steps forward, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in their minds and quickly disappeared. They always felt that the name Han Maoquan sounded a little familiar, but they really couldn't remember it. They had heard it somewhere, but they couldn't remember it again.

If I can't remember it, I must have heard of or seen this name somewhere in my previous life. There are many people with the same name and surname in the world, so Xia Qing naturally was too lazy to bother.

The two packed a lot of breakfast. When they got home, Xia Chongping was already busy at the store. Lu Qiuju was about to start making breakfast. Seeing that Xia Qing had brought so much, she went to call Jincheng and Xiuqing to get up for breakfast.

"I'll give some to dad!"

Although there are many breakfast shops in the community, Xia Qing knew that with her father's frugality, she would definitely not be willing to spend money to buy them outside, so she picked up a fried bread. After going out, she bought a soy milk and a bowl of noodle soup on Central Street, and then went to the store.

There is already an additional counter in the store, 80% new ones, and it should have been bought from the fresh market. Behind the counter is a row of wine cabinets, which are all homemade wine, which are packed in jars of one or two kilograms, and are neatly sized.

Xia Chongping was cleaning. Although he was very busy, his face was full of laughter and humming untuned songs, which showed how happy he was.

"Dad, it's time for breakfast!"

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