The high seas and unknown islands in the northern part of the Philippine Maid.

At this moment, there were many rich guests, shoulder to shoulder, and they all came to congratulate Qin Batian on his 80th birthday.

The thief with a thousand-year-old heritage has a deep background and a wide network of contacts.

Even the famous and upright sects in China dare not underestimate them, and they all sent representatives to participate in the grand event.

No, Qin Batian, as the leader of the thief, should feel great comfort.

but.

His face was filled with grief. Not long ago, he received the news of Qin Wuya's death, and then sent Elder Huang Wen to take revenge, and even more, he received the abandoned disciple Wang Wei's desperate resignation.

However, so far, there has been no news from both of them and no intelligence has been heard.

He sat upright on the big chair, looking at the people coming and going, narrowing his eyes: "Kang Kai, is there any news about Huang Wen and Wang Wei?"

"The master of the sect, there is no one yet!"

Kang Kai, as the left envoy of the thief, and Chen Chi, was next to the sect leader, and ranked high above the sect leader and above the singular master.

This person doesn't talk much, he cherishes his words like gold, and dresses up casually, even with patches, and does not hesitate to do so, without fear of others' ridicule.

The right envoy - Chen Chi, who was full of Ling Luo, was extremely luxurious, with a fat face, and said flatteringly: "Sect Master, don't worry. As the vice-president of the Presbyterian Church, Elder Huang is easy to deal with a small evil god?"

"well!"

Qin Batian nodded heavily and said sadly: "I hope this is the case. My thousand-year foundation of the thief sect was cut off by the incense inheritance by the fledgling evil god of Tianwang. I am the fault of me."

Suddenly, the leader of the Presbyterian Church, Yan Han, came quickly and said in shock: "Report to the master of the sect, the evil god of Tianwang is waiting outside the sect, bringing gifts to celebrate his birthday."

"Bang!"

When Qin Batian heard this, he slapped the table and the tea case was shaken to pieces. The blue and white porcelain tea sets were also scattered on the ground and smashed to pieces.

"Little beast, kill my son and have the face to come? This is a naked provocation! I will pass on my orders and all the disciples will come out and strangle him."

"Sect Master, listen to me!"

The left envoy, Kang Kai, stumbled with his gray beard and said cautiously: "Today is a happy day. Do not commit murder. You should take revenge. You can discuss it again after your birthday."

"snort!"

The right envoy, Chen Chi, blew his beard and glared at Kang Kai's nose, said dissatisfiedly: "It is because the guests in the house that he should have strangled him, killed the chicken to warn the monkey, and established my prestige of stealing the sect."

"Okay, OK!" Yan Han impatiently patted Chen Chi's veteran, and then staggered towards Qin Batian, clasped his fists and saluted, and said heavily: "Sect Master, don't act rashly. As the saying goes, only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle. What's the point of meeting the evil god first?"

"Too!"

Qin Batian let out a long breath, regained his calmness, sat back on the big chair, and shouted: "Please come to the hall!"

"Please come to the hall!"

The thief sect below shouted, and the disciples of the thief sect on both sides pulled out their waist knives and stood in a row with crosses to give the evil god a warning.

"Dang thump..."

The heavy footsteps came from afar, and the three of them were getting closer and closer, and their faces gradually became clear and clear.

The man at the beginning was steady and elegant, with his cheeks as sharp as a knife, his decent suit was spotless, his steps were light, and he was carrying a bright yellow package in his hand, without fear of everyone's eyeing him, and his brows were not frowning. He walked into the row of sword forests gently.

Behind him were two tall and strong men with a arrogant face and disdainful eyes. They each carried a pitch-black battle axe and a huge hammer on their shoulders, and a bright yellow package hung on each of the weapons, still swaying.

It is Xiao Zheng, Long Ji, and Titan.

"Start up!"

"Don't block the way!"

Long Qi, Titan's tall figure, completely blocked the way, and both of them took action like lightning.

Just a slight push made the two rows of disciples unable to hold on and fell to the ground, extremely embarrassed.

"You guys are so rude!"

The disciples of the thief were furious, all with red faces and thick necks, black faces, and erected a handful of knives to surround Long Qie and Titan.

"A group of little thieves, is this your way to treat guests?"

Titan curled his lips, ignoring everyone's anger, and said in a muffled voice.

I mow the grass!

A group of little thieves? This slap in the face, a joke.

The people in the thief are indeed thieves, they are thieves who can do everything they can!

The friends in the world were shocked, staring at Titan, then looking at Xiao Zheng and Long Qi, are these three here to celebrate their birthdays? It looks like they are just for the death to see them off.

"Where did these three kids come from? Looking at him, you can't you be a silly boy looking for death, right?"

"It's not like, look at the momentum of those two big men, and their power is so powerful that they are so powerful that they are not easy to share with each other."

"Even if it is Hunjianglong, he should have a name, right? Who is the evil god? It is absolutely impossible for him to be an unknown person."

"Look, there will be no good ending for such a provocation of the majesty of the thief."

“…”

However, Qin Batian narrowed his eyes slightly, pressed his hands gently, and said lightly: "The people entering the door are all guests, you can retreat!"

Although his words are light, they carry unquestionable power.

"Yes, the sect leader!"

Even so, although the disciples of the thief retreated, they still looked at the three of them with no stops, clenched their fists and gritted their teeth.

Qin Batian looked at the three people below coldly, and finally fixed on Xiao Zheng's body, his eyes as if they were like electric light: "Are you an evil god? You are not old, but you are quite brave."

"I dare not take it!"

Xiao Zheng pretended to be modest and bowed, saying, "Since it is the birthday of Senior Qin, no matter how busy he is, he will come to ask for a glass of wine."

Then he turned around and said with a smile: "Titan, give me a gift!"

"Okay, Brother Xiao!"

Titan walked up to the stage with three bright yellow packages and placed them on the tables on both sides, smiling silly: "Tell you little old men, we are a gift, you must keep it."

"Great gift?"

Qin Batian was delighted. Could it be the golden bone?

"Severe Cold, Kang Kai, Chen Chi, please open it and take a look. The leader of this sect is looking forward to the gift from the evil god."

"Yes, the sect leader!"

The three old guys rolled up their sleeves and first took out the bright yellow package, and found that there were expensive wooden boxes inside.

What can be put here must not be an ordinary product. Could it be that the evil god is here to apologize?

With a puzzled mood, the three of them urgently opened the wooden box. When they saw it, they all shivered and took a step back.

“Bold!”

"Shameless!"

"Arrogant!"

The three little old men all cursed and their faces were pale.

Qin Batian stood up and looked at him. He didn't know if he didn't look at him. He was shocked when he saw him.

Only see.

Among the three wooden boxes are three heads with ashes, namely Qin Wuya, Huang Wen and Wang Wei.

Qin Batian was so angry that he shivered and sat back on the big chair, his face turned pale and his beard shook.
Chapter completed!