Chapter 652

"Then?" the beauty spread her jade arm around the man's waist and asked reluctantly.

Li Xiaochen stared at the empty wine pot and said for a long time, "then... Our lives are his."

"Including Lord Wang Hu?" the beauty was surprised.

"Including all of us," Li Xiaochen said.

"Why? No matter how big a kindness is, it will always be paid back one day." the beauty asked with flashing eyes.

"Once some kindness is owed, it will never end as long as it doesn't die. What's more, it's more than kindness." Li Xiaochen patted the beauty's hand: "you women won't understand these things all your life."

"When you say this, I feel like I've been scratched by a hundred kittens. I want to see him and see what's sacred. In other words, Lord Wang Hu, they've been gone for so long, why don't they come back."

The beauty lay down in Li Xiaochen's arms, her breasts half exposed, her eyes as beautiful as silk, and her face was lazy.

Li Xiaochen turned a blind eye to the temptation of beauty, frowned slightly, and gradually showed a trace of anxiety and uneasiness in the depths of his eyes.

During the day, when receiving the water mirror biography and the arrest order of the Royal Taoist Association, the cannon fodder camp fell into ecstasy and excitement. Except that he lost the lottery, he had to guard the white night restaurant. All the other 180 brothers, led by Wang Hu, went out!

In the hearts of the brothers of the cannon fodder camp, the man who led them out of the sky after many difficulties and dangers has long been the object of their life.

Even though the cannon fodder camp has faced many difficulties in the past two years, the number has dropped sharply from nearly 300 in the past to today's number, but the remaining brothers of the cannon fodder camp have never forgotten their original blood oath.

It has nothing to do with cultivation strength or power status. Once a man's oath is made, he will not be destroyed all his life unless he dies.

Although the eldest brother's physical cultivation was strong and unpredictable, he was also a mysterious Tianmen friar, but his real cultivation that year was no more than changing the baby's territory, and here was a frontier wasteland blood castle where killing opportunities were everywhere. Even the demon cult palace in the Outland did not exist.

He killed the river patrol envoy and committed the serious crime of border and wasteland. He must be in great danger.

The most important thing is that up to now, no one from Wang Hu has sent good news.

Where the hell has the boss gone... Should he not... What really happened?

Li Xiaochen's eyes were in full bloom and flashed cold light.

If something really happens, the brothers in the cannon fodder camp don't mind washing the border with blood.

"Hum, there's no wine again?"

Li Xiaochen was upset. He dropped the empty pot and slightly turned his head to summon the maid.

His remaining light swept through an elegant room in the hall on the fourth floor. In the elegant room sat the old man and the young man. The old man was absent-minded, while the young man looked out of the window and looked at the wind and moon.

"Hum." Li Xiaochen smiled coldly.

The cannon fodder camp occupies the white night restaurant and is naturally familiar with the activities in the restaurant. The young and old in the room, after tonight, only one person can live.

For these invisible activities, the brothers of the cannon fodder camp who are used to watching life and death naturally don't care.

Yu Guang takes it back. Li Xiaochen is trying to call the maid.

Just then, the young man's face flashed in his mind. His face suddenly changed, stunned, quickly turned his head, looked straight at Ya Jian, and stared at the cloth robed boy.

After years of living together day and night, fighting side by side, we are already familiar with each other!

Even if some changes have taken place in appearance, it only takes two eyes... Three eyes at most to see through the traces of years.

Li Xiaochen stared at Luo Chuan, his arms trembling and his cheeks glowing red.

Gradually, the two faces overlapped in his mind, how similar! However, one is slightly mature, and the other is a few years younger.

In the elegant room, the boy turned his head, met Li Xiaochen's eyes and smiled.

Li Xiaochen couldn't help it anymore. The tip of his nose was sour and his eyes were wet.

"What's the matter, sir? Did you find that sir?" the beauty in her arms noticed the difference and said curiously.

"Don't look for it. He has come. I should have thought of it! What kind of person is the boss? All the barren people are looking for him, but he has sat in the white night restaurant!" Li Xiaochen tried to calm his excitement, pinched his fingerprints and issued the call of cannon fodder camp.

"Already! Where is he?" the beauty was surprised. Soon, following Li Xiaochen's eyes, she saw the teenager in the elegant room. Her eyes were stiff: "is it him?"

"Yes, that's him."

Li Xiaochen looked at the beautiful woman with a surprised side face, stroked her gently, and her five fingers suddenly worked.

With a click, the beauty fell to the ground, her neck was broken, her seven orifices bled, and her face remained surprised at the previous moment.

"The fine work of Dahong gambling village wants to play for a few more days. Unfortunately, you have to know so much."

Li Xiaochen looked sadly at the beauty in the pool of blood. Then he got up, meticulously arranged his Taoist robe, tied up his long hair, raised his hand, sucked two pots of spirits from a distance and walked to Yajian.

Outside the elegant room, the maid and three demons disguised as servants have come.

The maid walked into the elegant room with a censer and candlestick in her hand, and the servant with wine and vegetables in his hand.

"This is the most famous wine of the white night restaurant, drunk floating. These are all famous dishes of the white night restaurant, including..." the maid put down the censer and candlestick and introduced with a smile.

Taoist Kongkong's Adam's apple stirred and his face was impatient: "don't talk nonsense. Pour the wine quickly. I haven't tasted drunk floating life for a long time."

Then Taoist Kongkong glanced at Luo Chuan: "all these expenses are on your head. You don't want to default. For those who default, white night restaurants and cannon fodder camps will never be soft hearted."

Luo Chuan looked at the empty Taoist and smiled inexplicably: "well, I'll pay for the expenses of Yajian. As for the so-called private goods, you come out."

"Why!" Taoist Kongkong's face changed slightly and stared at Luo Chuan: "it was agreed before that you should pay all the expenses!"

"Forget it, just another place." Luo Chuan shrugged and got up to go.

Taoist Kongkong hesitated at the bottom of his eyes and glanced at the maid beside him.

The maid smiled and came forward and said, "the wine and dishes have been served. Even if you want to go, you have to pay the bill first."

"If I have to go, what should I do?" Luo Chuan looked at the maid.

The maid smiled and said calmly, "that's breaking the rules of the white night restaurant. Both of them will be punished, and the Royal Taoist Association of the blood castle can't control it."

"Punished..." Taoist Kongkong's face flashed a little flustered, clenched his teeth, stared at Luo Chuan for a long time and said, "you're a man, Dan boy. You should have thought you were such a person. You know what you're doing, Yajian. I'll take private goods."

"This is the best." Luo Chuan looked at the empty Taoist thoughtfully and held up the wine lamp: "you can serve wine."

"You two have to pay for the elegant room first." the maid smiled.

"I'm thirsty. I'll take a sip of wine first." Luo Chuan smiled, grabbed a handful of Shengyuan coins from the storage ring and gently put them on the table: "as for the cost, naturally I won't miss you."

"So good."

The maid smiled, lit the censer and candlestick, took the wine pot in hand, filled the empty Taoist priest first, and then walked slowly to Luo Chuan and filled the wine.

Luo Chuan's eyes closed and opened, and the way the maid poured wine flashed back in his mind.

The maid's bone age is not too old, but she is already the third level cultivation of Huaying. When she poured the wine, she covered it with her long sleeve and flew quickly with her other hand. She was skilled in the prohibition mechanism on the wine pot. It was by no means the first time she used it.

The material of the wine pot is the same as the secret door of the secret room. Even if Luo Chuan uses the Tianmen Dharma, it cannot penetrate.

And the wine as like as two peas in the wine of the empty Taoist, and the same appearance, is not the same as the aroma of wine.

But Luo Chuan can use the Tianmen Dharma to capture the extremely subtle differences between the two drinks.

Obviously, there are two kinds of wine that look the same but are actually different in the wine pot, half good wine and half poisonous wine.

The wine pot is made of strange materials, and the Tianmen Dharma cannot penetrate. Almost as like as two peas, the two wine is very clear. It is not clear that the five drinks are different from those of the other.

If Luo Chuan had not been a friar of Tianmen, he might have fallen into a trap if he had discovered the ghost idea of Taoist Kongkong through Tianmen Dharma early.

Incense is produced in the furnace, smoke curls, candles flicker and reflect into a shadow.

In Taoist Kongkong's expectant eyes, Luo Chuan raised the wine lamp and put it on his lips. When he was about to drink, he suddenly had a meal.

Taoist Kong Kong was stunned.

"I want your cup." Luo Chuan shook his wrist and pushed the wine Zhanping to the empty Taoist.

"You..." Taoist Kongkong subconsciously caught Luo Chuan's wine and was stunned.

On the other side of the room, the maid and the three demons changed their faces slightly, looked at Luo Chuan in disbelief, and there was an ominous premonition at the bottom of their hearts.

"Why, don't you dare to drink? Based on your cultivation, Taoism and Dandao level, no matter what kind of wine, even the most poisonous wine, I'm afraid it can't cause any harm. What are you afraid of?" Luo Chuan smiled at the empty Taoist.

Taoist Kongkong didn't speak. His face was calm. He just looked at Luo Chuan more and more strangely.

The maid and the three magicians could not stand any longer. They looked at Luo Chuan in disbelief and changed color one after another.

The secret night killing room of the white night restaurant is specially used to deal with foreigners who don't know the details, or assassination, secret killing, or downfall. It has never failed for so many years!

There are only two rules in the night killing Hall: first, don't take private goods above the second emperor level. Second, except for the first, whoever has money will kill.

They didn't slacken because the young man's accomplishments were too low. They used the standard of returning to the virtual fourth level, which once captured and killed a monk of the second level of the true Tao.

A twelve or thirteen year old friar Zhendan, how did he see through?

The maid took a deep breath, and her face was calm again. Holding the wine pot in her hand, she walked slowly to Luo Chuan and said with a smile: "my guest, do you think the wine is dirty? I'll pour you another one."

Luo Chuan raised his head and looked at the maid.

Facing the boy's clear eyes, the maid panicked and took half a step back. She was finally convinced that she had been seen through.

In an instant, the maid's heart was filled with a strong killing machine.

Now that he's seen through, he can only kill him and the old man. Once this matter is publicized, the grand white night restaurant will lose its reputation on a monk in the real Dan realm, and will lose a large number of old customers.

Just as the maid was ready to make trouble, the boy smiled: "come and drink."

The maid and the three magicians were stunned again. The sentence of the young man was obviously not talking to them.

"Drink."

A thick and low voice sounded from outside the elegant room.

The bead curtain was raised, and the majestic man with blood sword on his back came in with a wine pot, looked at the boy, and a trace of enthusiasm flashed in the depths of his eyes.