In a restaurant in Shenxin County, when Yan Qingrui appeared, Kongchen was being carefully served by the owner of this restaurant as an ancestor. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The owner of this restaurant also heard about the empty dust, and since it was the God of Wealth who arrived, he naturally wanted to ask him for a half-word of guidance.

However, Kongchen has always done things casually, when he is willing to do it, he will take the initiative to help if others don't ask him, and when he doesn't want to do it, he won't change his mind if others ask for it.

Therefore, what Kong Chen's message to the boss was, when is your restaurant going to close down, come to me again.

The boss couldn't cry or laugh, although I couldn't get the guidance of the God of Wealth to make my business go to the next level, but the God of Wealth still couldn't be offended, so the same good wine, good food and good place were entertained.

At this moment, in the private room where the two were located, Qu Weisan was standing in front of the window watching the flow of people downstairs, his handsome and angular face was gloomy, and there seemed to be some deep pain in the depths of their eyes, but the pain was too deep, too thick and too heavy, so they only saw a deep one.

Kongchen was half-leaning on a chaise longue, looking very lazy, with a picturesque smile on the corner of his lips, as handsome as a painting in this room.

He folded the fan and tapped it in his palm, and said with a smile: "Qu Weisan, are you waiting for someone, or are you thinking about something?"

Qu Wei was silent, and after a while, he said: "You say, that black boy ......"

Kong Chen chuckled lightly and said, "Do you want to say, will that black-faced young man go to the Famous Sword Villa, will he go to find the Xuanyue Sword, and is he still alive?"

Qu Weisan shook his head lightly and said, "If he goes to the Famous Sword Villa, he will naturally be dead, how can he get the Xuanyue Sword, and how can he still be alive?"

Kongchen said: "Qu Weiwei, I don't allow you to think more about a teenager than me!"

The song is not dispersed: "......"

Kongchen said lazily: "He is the passerby you met in Pingshui, I am your good friend, a good confidant, you always miss him in front of me, I will be jealous!"

The song is not dispersed: "......"

He glanced coldly at the empty dust, gritted his teeth, suppressed his voice, and suppressed the anger in his voice, and said coldly: ", I don't like men!"

Kongchen smiled and said: "You see me as a man, I am a man, you see me as a woman, I am a woman, for you, I don't mind!"

Qu Weisan barely couldn't hold back to draw his sword, and Kongchen smiled: "Don't be angry, you said that black-faced boy, I think he is quite capable, maybe he will give you a surprise!"

Qu Weisan said lightly: "He Xizhi, the world is eager for the Xuanyue Sword, in my eyes, it is a broken copper and iron." ”

Kongchen smiled: "I understand, I know, I understand, I can understand, but I think only you are worthy of the Xuanyue Sword, and only you are worthy of the name of the Lord of Sword Villa." So, even if it's broken copper, I hope it can be in your hands. Besides, I also want to see what the Famous Sword Villa would be like without the Xuanyue Sword!"

Kong Chen was successfully diverted, and he said lightly: "I want to, I will take it myself, that black-faced young man should not have been involved in this matter!"

A voice smiled softly: "As the number one killer in the rivers and lakes, do you care so much about the life and death of others?" As he spoke, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a person walked in calmly.