"This world is really bad."

"Swish"

Tan Lang unsheathed, Chen Qiu jumped up without moving his true energy, so he used the Phantom Step technique and relied on pure physical strength to flash into the group of thieves in front of him, and the Qiu Feng sword rustled out.

The blade was light and fast, like leaves falling in the wind. After a few gaps, a few more corpses were added on the road.

They are all cut into the neck.

A quick knife cut through, cut off the throat, and killed with one knife.

"Young hero is so handsome."

When Chen Qiu returned to the carriage, Ai Dacha's sarcastic voice sounded from the carriage.

The evil demon king chuckled, and as the sound of the machine spring kept ringing, he said slowly:

"In your words, 'I don't want it, but my body is honest'.

I can see at a glance that you are abusive and arrogant, and you are afraid that you are not even as good as a pig or a pig in your eyes.

I'm very curious, what have you experienced in this short life that makes you so hypocritical?

He is obviously a good material to follow the devil's path, so he has to pretend to be the right path."

"Don't worry about my business!"

Chen Qiu replied angrily, leaned against the carriage again, waved his whip, and asked the horse to continue pulling the carriage forward.

Ai Dachai did not take back the knife box, and Chen Qiu was so happy that he refused to return it.

In the afternoon of that day, the carriage slowly walked into Nantong City.

Ai Dacha threw Chen Qiu a mask to cover his face, saying that he wanted to find a remote inn and rest for a night. Chen Qiu probably wanted to really start "working".

But just as Shen Qiu was looking for a remote inn, something unexpected happened.

"Shen Daxia!"

A surprise call sounded at the entrance of the alley behind Shen Qiu, which shocked him. He pretended not to hear the call and continued to move forward.

But the man behind him rushed over and stopped Chen Qiu.

It was a young man, wearing a half-old long gown, looking gentle and deliberately wearing a mature beard, as if he wanted to make himself look more steady.

There was a smart light in his eyes, and he looked like a smart guy.

Isn’t this Xiao Si?

Half a year ago, Chen Qiu was the clever guy from the Luoyue Business House when he was eliminating the flower-picking thief in Nantong.

Judging from his joyful face, Xiao Si seemed to be doing well in the past six months.

It turns out that my lean belly is a little fat.

"Shen Daxia, why are you here in Nantong?"

Xiao Si hugged Chen Qiu enthusiastically and said:

"Why are you still wearing a mask?"

"You recognized the wrong person."

Chen Qiu's tone was cold, probably aggravated his voice, and he wanted to push the enthusiastic Xiaosi away, but the latter looked surprised, and he said:

"Stop being amused, Shen Daxia, you are the nobleman of my little sibling.

If I hadn’t been your love back then, I wouldn’t have had the best days now. I forgot my dad, and I can’t forget you. Judging from your appearance, are you going to live in a hotel?

It’s not me that said, Shen Daxia, you are too disgusting, follow me.

I stayed at my house for one night so that my little sikki can enjoy the friendship of the landlord and treat Shen Daxia."

Chen Qiu was anxious and angry.

His movements became a little rude, he reached out to push Xiao Si away, and said in a cold tone:

"I said everything, you recognized the wrong person! Get out of here! Go home quickly."

Xiao Si felt more and more strange, and even doubted whether he had really recognized the wrong person.

But just as he wanted to turn around and leave, a burst of laughter suddenly came from the carriage behind Chen Qiu, and then a low voice sounded.

"Xiao Si, right?"

Ai Dacha sat in the carriage, with a strange smile on his semi-paralytic face with big eyes.

While assembling the complicated mechanical parts in his hand, he said in a thick voice:

"You didn't recognize the wrong person, this is Chen Qiu Shen... I am an elder in his family and don't like to see strangers. He deliberately thought he didn't know you in order not to hit me.

Chen Qiu’s nephew! How did Uncle Wei teach you?

I've met my friend, haven't you shown up yet?"

Ai Dacha's shout made Chen Qiu's hand holding the reins tightly tightly.

He gritted his teeth, took off the mask on his face, and hugged the surprised Xiaosi again, saying:

"Xiao Si, as my "uncle" said, I had no choice but to go home quickly. When I finish this trip, I will naturally come to Nantong to have a drink and have fun with you.

Go back soon, it’s late, don’t worry your wife.”

Chen Qiu spoke while pushing Xiao Si out.

At this moment, Ai Dacha spoke again.

"Nephew Chen Qiu, this is wrong.

Since we are meeting old friends, we cannot let down our friendship. I think we will spend the night in this little four family tonight."

"It's extreme, it's extreme."

Xiao Si laughed and held Chen Qiu's arm with a complicated expression, he said:

"Uncle Shen's family said it right. Since he came to Nantong, how could he let Shen Daxia live in another house? So come with me. My house is not far from here, and I will arrive after a few streets.

You two are waiting here for a while, so I will go buy some wine and meat, and I will treat my benefactor very well tonight, oh, and this uncle of the Shen family."

Xiao Si turned around and walked towards the shop on the street. After he left, Chen Qiu clenched his fist and asked coldly:

"What do you want to do?"

A burst of laughter suddenly came from the carriage, and the Demon Lord said softly:

“Is it not good for someone to entertain and drink?

It’s useless not to drink.
Chapter completed!