"The Demon King's inheritance!"
Ye Qing touched his chin, pondering whether he should join in the fun.
Although it seems that he lacks everything now, including skills, tricks, and resources, it is actually the best choice to develop slowly, and there is no need to take risks.
After all, among those who hold the Demon King's Order, there are many terrifying masters like Rizun and Chu Kuangren, and the Dead Sea is a famous dangerous place in the Northern Desert. With his strength, he might be like a pawn if he goes there. A narrow escape from death is never an exaggeration.
However, it is the inheritance of the Demon King after all, and the inheritance of Lihentian, the most powerful person in the world at that time, who I said was invincible.
Although there are so many masters around, the chance of a pawn like him getting the Demon King's inheritance is very slim, but what if?
What if he and the Demon Lord saw eye to eye?
After all, who hasn’t gotten lucky yet?
Of course, even if he didn't get the inheritance from Demon Lord Lihentian, drinking some of the soup and water flowing from the fingers of those strong men would be enough to benefit him endlessly.
Therefore, he hesitated.
While thinking, a voice suddenly sounded from downstairs: "Mr. Jiu, I am Jiang Baichuan, a disciple of the Bachi Sect. I would like to ask you for some advice. I hope you will give me some advice."
There was first a dead silence in the first floor, and then there were jeers and boos.
Ye Qing looked down and saw a young man about eighteen or nineteen years old standing in front of King Chu's grandson, cupping his hands.
An iron ruler hangs on the young man's waist. Although the iron ruler is not long, it is dark and thick, and it is heavy at first glance.
The young man was obviously a newbie and had not yet learned the shamelessness of those old people. He was just teased and teased a few times, and his face turned red and he felt a little embarrassed.
But even so, the young man still stood in front of Chu Wangsun and did not flinch.
King Chu's grandson looked a little unhappy when someone blocked his way, and frowned.
At this time, the man who was following Chu Wangsun took a step forward and said with a smile: "Young knight, I'm really sorry. My husband is tired from traveling and traveling. He wants to rest early. It's really not suitable for competition. I hope you will." Do you forgive me?"
The speaker is in his forties, tall and strong, with dark skin and a simple and honest face, like a weather-beaten farmer.
"Hey, little baby, I've already given you a chance to step down. Just accept it when it's good, and don't make yourself humiliated."
"That's right, who do you think you are? You deserve to ask Mr. Jiu for advice. Go home and drink milk!" "Don't delay Mr. Jiu's rest. Get out of here."
Hearing this, everyone cheered and mocked.
In fact, everyone can see that the young man's so-called asking for advice is false. You are just in the early stage of practicing Gang. Mr. Ninth has been famous for a long time and his strength is unfathomable. What is there to ask for advice? It is obvious that you just want to be in the limelight!
Jiang Baichuan's face was red, and he seemed to be aroused by the ridicule and ridicule of the crowd. He still stubbornly stood in front of the King of Chu and said, "Sir, please give me some advice!"
"You are no match for me, get out of the way!"
Chu Wangsun raised his head and glanced at Jiang Baichuan, and said indifferently.
"Ha ha……"
As soon as these words came out, the guests in the restaurant burst into laughter, with unconcealable gloating on their faces.
"I...I know that I am no match for you, sir. I just want to ask you for a few tips." Jiang Baichuan gritted his teeth and said with resentment in his eyes, "I'm offended."
After that, he actually attacked Chu Wangsun directly.
Since you don't want to, I will force you to do so.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Baichuan arrived in front of Chu Wangsun and knocked down the iron ruler.
But the next moment, the big man who was standing behind Chu Wangsun quietly appeared in front of Jiang Baichuan, reaching out to grab the iron ruler that fell in the air.
Seeing this, Jiang Baichuan looked at Dan Guoying with a trace of disdain. Although the Bachi Sect was unknown in northern Xinjiang, the martial arts within the sect was not weak. It was called "Iron Ruler Fighting in All Directions". The weapon was the Qimen weapon Iron Ruler. He was good at inch With energy and explosiveness, he is best at dealing with and fighting people in small spaces.
Therefore, even though the iron ruler in his hand is neither as sharp as a sword nor as long as a stick, the power that bursts out in an instant is extremely terrifying. Even if someone of a higher level than him fights with him, even if he is hit by an iron Ruler, will definitely break muscles and fractures.
The big man in front of me actually dared to pick up his iron ruler with his bare hands. He wasn't lighting a lantern in the toilet - he was looking for death!
Moreover, he also decided to teach the other party a lesson to make Chu Wangsun look down on him and humiliate him. Today he was going to show Chu Wangsun that he was not easy to bully.
However, the next moment, Jiang Baichuan was stunned. The broken muscles, fractures and bloody flesh that he expected did not appear. Instead, what appeared was his own iron ruler, which hit the opponent's tiger's mouth and bent at ninety degrees.
"Sorry, I tried too hard."
The big man smiled honestly, stretched out his hand, and Jiang Baichuan's iron ruler fell into his hands. Then the big man held the iron ruler in one hand, straightened the bent iron ruler with the other, handed it to Jiang Baichuan and said, "Okay, it can still be used. ." Jiang Baichuan subconsciously took the iron ruler, his eyes dull.
Even the diners who were watching the excitement forgot to laugh at Jiang Baichuan for a moment. Although they laughed at Jiang Baichuan for not overestimating his abilities, they also had a certain understanding of Jiang Baichuan's strength. Even they didn't dare to be tough. To catch the opponent's iron ruler, the big man who looked like a farmer and had no aura not only easily caught Jiang Baichuan's iron ruler, but also bent the extremely hard iron ruler, and then showed everyone a trick It's outrageous to hold an iron ruler with your bare hands.
Even a servant next to him is so powerful, so it goes without saying how strong Chu Wangsun is.
For a moment, everyone put away their little calculations.
"Tsk, tsk, the famous demon refiner is actually bullying a child here. If word spreads, won't he be ridiculed by the world?"
Suddenly, a lazy joking sound broke the silence in the restaurant.
Hearing this, a hint of hidden murderous intent flashed through the big man's honest eyes, and he looked towards the door.
I saw a man wearing pink clothes, with peach blossoms in his hair, and a charming and handsome man, leaning lazily on the door frame, smiling half-heartedly,
"Thanks for the peach blossom?!" Ye Qing, who was sitting on the second floor, raised his lips and smiled. It was quite a fate.
"Demon refining hand?"
"Could it be Pei Chitose, the demon refiner ranked eighteenth on the list?"
"But isn't Pei Qiansui a disciple of the Demon Mountain, one of the Nine Paths of Evil? How could he be with Mr. Jiu?"
Suddenly, the first floor was in an uproar and there were many discussions.
"Yes, I'm also very curious. How could Pei Qiansui, one of the Nine Sons of the Magic Mountain and a famous demon refiner, become the follower of the King of Chu?" Xie Taohua held a peach blossom between her fingers, put it under her nose, and gently Sniffing, the posture is alluring.
"Xie Taohua, hasn't your master taught you that the most taboo thing when traveling in the world is too much curiosity." The honest smile on Pei Qiansui's face disappeared, replaced by endless coldness: "I advise you to mind your own business! "
"Oh, how can you be nosy? You and I come together to care about you. Is there any problem?" Xie Taohua said with a smile.
"You are the only disciple of Peach Blossom Fairy, Xie Taohua?!" Prince Chu, who seemed to have been immersed in his own world, heard the conversation between the two and looked up at Xie Taohua.
Although it was just an ordinary movement, Xie Taohua, who was leaning against the door frame lazily, suddenly felt thorns on her back, her hair stood on end, and she couldn't help but stand up straight.
