Gurgle——
The room on the second floor was completely quiet, with only the sound of bubbles coming out of the hot pot.
Yuwen Cuojin and Situ Ding looked at the three people opposite them with thoughtful expressions, and were not sure what was going on.
The one in the lead should be the Black Earth Immortal, but it is hard to tell how deep he is.
But the two people beside him were clearly only in the external scene realm.
No matter which sect the fifth realm is placed in, it is also the backbone. However, with so many powerful people coming to watch the ceremony in Qingyuan Sect, it seems not good enough. Moreover... it does not fit Luo Yesen's description of the Black Earth Immortal...
"By the way, where's Luo Yesian?"
Situ Ding sent a message to Yuwen Cuojin.
“…He’s playing Mahjong.”
Yuwen Cuojin's mouth twitched.
Just now Luo Yesen shouted outside, and guess what, he found his card-playing partners, who are now playing downstairs, completely forgetting his responsibilities.
He deals more with the Black Earth Immortal, and now that the middleman is gone, aren't the two of them in trouble?
This is a damn thing. Anyone who is not the uncle of the Holy Son will definitely...
"My humble name is Situ Ding. Nice to meet you, Immortal. I would like to ask the names of the two people beside you."
Situ Ding bowed and spoke first.
Elder Xue put his hands behind his back and said nothing.
Elder Qian said nothing, just ate the hotpot and was completely absorbed in it.
Before they came, Li Mo told them that the more they talked, the more mistakes they would make. They had no experience in dealing with people from the Demon Cult, so they just had to leave everything to him.
“They don’t have names.”
Immortal Xiao Li shook his head and said calmly, "He is just a servant. It is good enough that he can do his job. The name is not worth mentioning."
Xue Jing: “…”
Qian Bufan: “Baji, baji.”
Servant?
Situ Ding and Yuwen Cuojin looked at each other.
They have subordinates in the Fifth Realm, but servants are unheard of. For example, Luo Yesen is an outsider. Putting aside his relationship with the Son of God, he is a respected person no matter where he is. How could he be willing to be a servant?
Yuwen Cuojin heard something.
What the Immortal means is that the strong man he brought to help is someone else?
Before he could say anything, he heard a quarrel downstairs.
"You guys are cheating!"
"Oh, huh? I didn't expect you have some vision."
"You guys who don't have the soul of mahjong, give me back my money! Then kneel down and kowtow to my mahjong to apologize, otherwise..."
"We are disciples of the Mountain Tiger Gang. What do you think?"
"?"
Luo Yesian's eyes widened and he took a breath, not because of surprise, but because of anger.
He is the leader of the Demon Summoning Church and a vicious and evil member of the cult.
How dare these people in the Inner Breath Realm do this?
Can he tolerate this?
Luo Yesen really wanted to snort coldly to reveal his realm, but he suddenly remembered that he came here for the sect's major plan. Now he was near the Qingyuan Sect. If he acted rashly and alerted the enemy, and the news leaked out, the two deputy leaders would definitely make him pay for it.
"Hmph...get out of here."
"You were so fierce just now, I thought you were very capable."
Seeing that Luo Yesian got angry, the leader of the con men smiled disdainfully and snatched the purse on the table.
"I'll fucking kill you!"
Luo Yesen's eyes were bloodshot, it was bad enough that he cheated, but he also robbed his money?
In his rage, his left arm stretched out like a snake.
All this happened in a flash. Everyone present only saw a black shadow flash by, and the man's palm broke, and the blood-stained purse returned to Luo Yesen's hand.
"Ouch! My hand!"
"Call someone, call someone!"
"Who threw the firecrackers?"
The hotpot restaurant was in chaos for a while. Footsteps were heard outside, and a group of people actually rushed in. It seemed that the situation was about to get out of control.
"This Luo Yesen! He is not good at doing anything, but always causes trouble!"
Yuwen Cuojin slammed the table.
These ants are not worth warning. The key point is that Luo Yesen just demonstrated the martial arts of the Hall of Beasts, and there are many people here.
"The only thing we can do now is to kill everyone to prevent the news from leaking out." Situ Ding said sinisterly.
"There are many underworld people in the store, and their backgrounds are not deep. Killing them is a temporary solution."
Yuwen Cuojin said, and sighed again: "But now this is the only way..."
Before he finished speaking, his tone suddenly paused.
Situ Ding next to him felt the same as he did, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
The hotpot restaurant, which was noisy just now, became quiet at some point. Trees were growing, birds were singing, and flowers were blooming. The warmth of spring made people drowsy.
Bubbles appeared and exploded into colorful dream bubbles, and a figure emerged in the light and shadow.
"Who is coming?"
Situ Ding had a solemn expression. The other party was at the seventh realm, and his aura was even older and deeper than his own. It was obvious that he had gone further on the path of mastering the mysteries.
"It's her... Situ, please be patient." Yuwen Cuojin held him back.
"Today is a normal night, nothing happened in the hot pot restaurant."
The figure ignored the others and spoke quietly.
Then a dream butterfly flew out from the forehead of every customer in the store, fluttering around and disappearing.
Her voice came from the dreamy butterflies:
"They won't remember what happened tonight."
At this moment, the con man with the broken hand suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Instead, there was another figure.
Her expression was calm, revealing a god-like superiority and nobility, giving people a sense of superiority from the depths of their souls.
"I threw those people thousands of miles away."
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