The middle-aged man in black robe led a group of people, walking in the streets and alleys of Baizhan City.
Ordinary yet majestic.
It is also like a merchant family, with wandering eyes, as if he is looking at the surrounding shops, thinking whether the money in his pocket can buy Baizhan City.
Following closely behind the middle-aged man in black robe were a man and a woman.
The woman is an old man, but she doesn't look like an old man. She is dressed in simple green clothes, her skin is radiant, and she has a beautiful face. Her body is also considered plump. It is not difficult to imagine that the latter was also a plump woman when she was young.
A woman of unparalleled grace.
The only flaw is that the woman cannot hide the white hair on her temples and the old look in her eyes.
Another man is also wearing Tsing Yi.
He looks to be only about forty years old, with a thin and narrow face, sparse eyebrows and long eyes, a very neatly trimmed beard on his chin, deep eyes, and a calm expression. He looks somewhat elegant, but under the elegant aura
, but it is somewhat difficult to see the depth of the city.
And after the man and woman, there were three more young people.
They were all dressed in uniform black robes with gold trim.
Two of the young men were wearing loose robes and martial arts uniforms. One was very energetic, with reserved eyes and a smile at the corner of his mouth. The other was tall and tall, with sharp eyes that made his long and narrow cheeks look a bit unruly.
There is another young woman, although she is also wearing a black robe with gold trim.
However, her figure is a bit exaggerated and overly exposed. Her pretty face is white and smooth, and her cold eyes cannot block the skin that can be broken by blows. Her chest is so straight that it makes it difficult to pull out if your eyes fall in it.
Coupled with the slender white thighs that have no reason, it makes people even more addictive.
The contrast between the black clothes and the snow-white skin gave the woman an indescribable aloofness and beauty, causing pedestrians on the street to turn their heads frequently. Some were covering their faces, or blatantly looking away.
falls on the woman.
A group of six people, led by a middle-aged man in black robe, walked into a restaurant.
The restaurant is not high-end, so the guests there are also a mixed bag...
The six people found a good place and sat down.
The middle-aged man in black robe didn't speak, and the others didn't speak much either, making the air a little quiet. However, because of the young girl's unstoppable appearance, which is rare in this ordinary restaurant, people around her turned their heads frequently, and some
The man started talking loudly, trying to attract the girl's attention.
However, the girl sat upright and didn't react at all.
Beside the girl, the young man with a rebellious face couldn't help but speak after a long silence. He turned to ask the middle-aged man in black robe: "Palace Master, since we have all arrived at Baizhan City
, why not go directly to Qingtian Martial Palace! It would be a pity not to use this great time for training or fighting!"
The middle-aged man in black robe ignored the young man. Instead, he picked up the wine on the table, poured himself a glass, and looked through the window at the street outside the restaurant.
"Ahem..."
The middle-aged man in black robe said nothing, but the middle-aged man in green robe sitting next to him coughed twice and signaled to the young man in black robe.
The young man in black robe frowned slightly, then lowered his head and drank sullenly.
"You said..."
The middle-aged man in black robe suddenly spoke, which immediately attracted the attention of several people.
Then I saw the middle-aged man in black robe turning the wine glass in his hand, sipping the wine stain at the corner of his mouth, and said calmly: "What kind of person is this little bastard who dares to kidnap my precious daughter?"
It was okay for the middle-aged man in black robe not to speak, but when he did, it made it difficult for several people present to answer.
It was true that the middle-aged man in black robe was too unclear about his attitude towards the 'little bastard' in his mouth. After learning about the incident, he was neither happy nor showed much sullenness. He just said that he wanted to come to Qingtian
Take a look at Wufu.
Now, we have entered Baizhan City, which is only a few thousand miles away from Qingtian Martial Palace. It only takes a cup of tea. But the Lord of the Palace can bear his temper and is not in a hurry.
I walked around the city and wondered what kind of medicine I bought in the gourd.
Seeing that no one here answered, Jun Xingshi put the wine glass on the table, turned to the old man in green and asked, "Grandma Hua, tell me!"
"Palace Master, Lin Huang... not bad!"
After a slight pause in her voice, Granny Hua gave a very vague evaluation. Regarding this matter, she was a little afraid to face Jun Xingshi directly. After all, when he was in Dongling Realm, he discovered Jun Qingcheng and Lin Huangzhi
The intrigue between.
But she didn't tell Jun Xingshi.
However, in Shenluo City, the relationship between Lin Huang and Jun Qingcheng is too abnormal. There are countless law enforcers and secret spies in the Xingtian Temple, so how can it be so easy to hide Jun Xingshi's secret?
Although Jun Xingshi didn't blame Jun Xingshi for not reporting the matter, Granny Hua always felt a little uneasy in her heart.
Jun Xingshi shook his head and turned to look at the three young people, "You are only a few years older than Qingcheng, and you are considered the same age as her, so tell me!"
"The person Miss Qing'er likes must be good!"
Among them, the young man with an extraordinary temperament smiled gently.
However, before the former finished speaking, the young man with an unruly face snorted heavily, "If you are wrong, you have to beat him to find out. I just don't know that that boy from the countryside can't help but be beaten to death by my Lord Aohan. Palace Master
, if I hit you hard then. If Miss bullies me, you have to help me!"
"Shut up, you!"
The woman spoke coldly and glared at Jun Aohan, but did not answer Jun Xingshi's question, but there was a strange curiosity in her obsidian eyes.
Jun Xingshi was helpless and finally set his sights on the middle-aged man in Qingyi.
"Hasn't the Palace Master read the files about Lin Huang?"
The middle-aged man in Qingyi cleverly avoided Jun Xingshi's question and replied.
Jun Xingshi shook his head, "After all, he is the person my precious daughter likes. No matter what, a father must take it seriously. What is written in the file will eventually die. It is better to have some expectations and see it with your own eyes first.
What is that little bastard like? It’s better than reading the dossier and having preconceived notions!”
The middle-aged young man suddenly laughed, "Such a formal style does not look like the decisive and decisive leader of the Xingtian Temple!"
Jun Xingshi played with the wine glass for a moment, and then a rare smile appeared on his majestic face, "You don't have a daughter, you don't understand! If Qing'er's mother was still well, how could I care so much and dare to rob me?
Daughter, it’s good that I don’t have to beat him to a pulp. But I still have to take on the responsibility of Qing Huan. If she knew about this, her first thought would be about that little bastard. Is it good for Qing’er? Then she passed her.
Only then will she let me take action!"
The 'Qing Huan' in Jun Xingshi's mouth is Jun Qingcheng's mother.
"Master, please think deeply!"
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi cupped his hands and complimented.
"Palace Master, what if you don't like that boy?"
Jun Aohan didn't know why, but he felt on pins and needles at the moment, so he couldn't help but ask.
When the girl next to her heard this, she immediately turned around and glared at Jun Aohan fiercely.
"Not pleasing to the eye..."
Jun Xingshi tapped his fingers on the table, "Then let's see if he can catch my eye. If it's really not possible..."
Jun Xingshi suddenly turned his head and looked at Hua Xianruo, "Grandma Hua, what do you think we should do?"
Granny Hua's expression suddenly changed, and she sat there a little at a loss, her hands were not hands, and her feet were not feet.
The middle-aged man in Qingyi on the side also suppressed his smile and sighed secretly in his heart. As the master of the Xingtian Temple, killing someone is always just a gesture, and it is more common than talking. But that young man dared to touch Jun Qingcheng,
If you really can't get into Jun Xingshi's eyes...