The guard looked at Wen Fan like a monster, and said in surprise: "Aren't you from the Demon Realm? Soke City changed its name long after Chi Lian took charge of the Demon Realm, don't you know such a big thing? Also, your token is also from the Suoke City period and needs to be replaced." ”

"So that's the case, may I ask who is the head of the top ten demon saints of the Demon Saint Alliance today?"

The guard arched his hand in the direction of the city with a solemn expression, and said with respect: "Our Holy Martial City is not the Ten Great Demon Saints now, but the Eighteen Great Demon Saints! ”

Wen Fan didn't ask any more questions, and the three of them entered Shengwu City together.

On the Gate Avenue facing Shengwu City, the notice wall was still there.

In the corner of the notice wall, Wen Fan saw a familiar figure, an old man with a hat and a tattered head, cowering at the base of the wall and sitting on a large broom.

The old man sat motionless in the corner, as if he had never moved, as if it had nothing to do with him, no matter what happened around him.

Wen Fan didn't look at what was written on the notice wall, walked straight to the old man, squatted down and said to the old man, "Old man, are you still here?"

The old man opened his eyes and yawned, and when he saw Wen Fan's face, his expression suddenly froze, "It's you!!"

Wen Fan smiled: "It's me, do you remember me?"

The old man stood up and patted the ash on his buttocks, and sighed: "Of course I remember, back then, you received the most impossible commission order, but in the end you killed the ghost shadow black panther, and the whole people of Soke City remember your name, I heard that you went to the divine realm?

Wen Fan was stunned when he heard this, and he was suspicious in his heart, how could this old man know that he had gone to the God Realm by sweeping the streets of Soke City?

"Old man, I did go to the God Realm, this time I went back to the Demon Realm just to see my friends, uh, old man, this Soke City has become a Holy Martial City, shouldn't all the previous regulations be canceled? Why are you still sweeping the streets here?"

The old man raised his hand and helped the hat, smiled with a wrinkle on his face, and said: "My old man is old, sweeping the floor, it's just a hobby of mine, I can't leave Shengwu City......"

Wen Fan's entry into Shengwu City this time was not to receive any entrustment orders, but just to inquire about some news, this old man did not go out of the gate of Shengwu City, and the news should be relatively well-informed.

"Old man, we are also relatively lucky, I have good wine, why don't we find a place to talk about it?"

The old man's eyes lit up, "Okay, okay, my old man hasn't drunk wine for a long time, which is exactly what I want! Since you have wine, how about going to my humble house and having a good time?"

"Okay. Wen Fan and the three of them followed the old man's back towards the center of Shengwu City.

Along the way, Ling Yinjin was very dissatisfied, and muttered: "What is the future of drinking with a bad old man, let's hurry up and go to Yaoxiang Valley, Sister Jiajia, do you have anything fun in Yaoxiang Valley?"

But who would have thought that the old man's ears were quite useful, he turned his head and glanced at Ling Yinjin'er, with a hint of banter in his eyes, and said to Wen Fan: "You are quite capable, this little Nizi is not an ordinary person, the double ultimate attributes, a little interesting, boy, you have to be nice to this little Nizi in the future." ”

"Oh?" Wen Fan looked at the old man in shock, he couldn't see the true strength of this old man when he saw this old man for the first time, and now he still can't see the strength of this old man.

With the strength of his eighth-level god king, he can't see the details of this old man, so it doesn't make sense for this old man to sweep the streets here, so what kind of commission order must have been received and not completed to get to this point?

The old man was not in a hurry, and finally stopped in front of a small courtyard on the streets of Shengwu City.

"Little brother, please. ”

Wen Fan looked around and found that although the old man's residence was inconspicuous, the location was in the center of Shengwu City, next to this building, was the tall and majestic main city of Shengwu City, which should be where the Demon Saint Alliance was located.

Pushing open the two mottled gates, the old man put the big broom he was carrying on his shoulder into the courtyard, and said, "It's a little simpler, but I'm quiet here, little brother, please come in." ”

Although the courtyard gate is a little dilapidated, the courtyard is very spacious, from the courtyard gate to the main house is a gravel paved road, and some unknown flowers and plants grow on both sides of the road.

Wen Fan was not polite, and walked into the main room, but there was some surprise, and the scene in the room was a little unimaginable.

As soon as you enter the door, there is a plaque hanging high, and there is only one strong and powerful big character on it, 'Wu'!

Below the plaque is a table of eight immortals, with chairs of eight immortals placed on both sides, and a thick layer of dust has fallen on the table of eight immortals, which looks like it has not been cleaned for a long time.

The old man grinned to one of the Eight Immortal Chairs, the dust fluttered and flew everywhere, and the choked Ling Yinjin and Xiong Jiajia coughed continuously.

"Ahem, smelly old man, you're really dirty here, you can live in this place!"

"Haha, I'm an old man who is a little lazy, why don't you two little Nizi help me clean up?" said the old man to Ling Yinjin and Xiong Jiajia like a supporting servant.

Ling Yinjin'er raised her eyebrows and was about to get angry, but she found that Wen Fan glanced at her, curled her mouth and reluctantly took a feather duster from the high table, Xiong Jiajia took a rag, and the two of them really cleaned up in the house.

Wen Fan smiled, took out two jars of aged immortal brew from the Netherworld Mansion and put them on the table of the Eight Immortals, and said, "Old man, there is only wine, but no food, you and I can just drink it like this." ”

The old man picked up the wine jar and removed the jar stopper, lay on the mouth of the jar and sniffed deeply, "Hahaha, good wine, good wine, if I guess correctly, this should be the Hundred Flowers Immortal Brew from the Eastern Continent of the God Realm, not bad!"

Wen Fan didn't know what kind of wine this was, but it was indeed from the Eastern Continent of the Divine Realm, and he also had a deeper understanding of this old man in his heart, he was really a complete drunkard!

What Wen Fan didn't expect was that the old man put his hand into his arms and took out a big package from his armpit as if he was doing a trick.

The old man's eyes lit up, and he reached out to open the package, which was a layer of oiled paper, and when he spread out the oiled paper, the aroma suddenly wafted in the room, and it turned out to be two roasted golden roast chickens.

Wen Fan looked at the two roast chickens on the table in disbelief and frowned, seeing that the old man was dressed should have not taken a bath in hundreds of his lives, the smell of this roast chicken ......

Immediately afterwards, the old man took out two delicate white jade cups from his arms and put them on the table, picked up the jar and filled the wine glasses, picked up one cup and drank it all.

"Good wine! Hey, little brother, do you drink it?"

Wen Fan smiled awkwardly, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, the wine is good wine, but the roast chicken Wen Fan really has no appetite.

"Old man, what do you call you?"

The old man squeaked and took a sip of wine, "Alas, you don't ask, I've almost forgotten what my name is, my name is Xuan Qingshan, you can call me Xuan Lao, come on, this roast chicken is roasted with colorful anchovy chicken, fat but not greasy, taste it." ”

Wen Fan took the chicken leg torn off by the old man, laughed dryly twice, and continued to ask: "Elder Xuan, can I ask you what commission you received at the beginning that was not completed?

Xuan Lao raised his neck and drank another glass of wine, sighed and said: "Alas, that has to start from three thousand years ago, at that time, I thought that my strength was not invincible in the demon world, but I still had a rare opponent in the ninth-level demon saint, and I was the one who completed the most entrusted tasks in Suoke City, but since that day, a person has come to Suoke City......"

Saying this, the old man stopped, raised the wine jar and poured a large sip directly into his mouth, and his oiled mouth fell into silence.

Wen Fan asked curiously, "Is that person an employer, right? What kind of commission did he bring?"

Xuan Lao nodded gloomily and said, "Yes, the person he entrusted to kill was the demon lord Hu Butao, who was known to everyone in the Six Realms at that time!"

"Hu Butao?" Although Wen Fan has a calm personality, he is a little unnatural when he hears Hu Butao's name.

"Yes, no one dared to accept this commission at that time. Xuan Lao took a sip of wine, his expression was a little confused, as if he was recalling the past.

Wen Fan was surprised and also understood a little, at that time, Hu Butao was as stable as a rock in the position of the demon lord, and no one dared to accept this commission order, not to mention that Hu Butao was a god-level powerhouse, and the crime of assassinating the demon lord alone was big enough.

And taking this commission order is tantamount to forcing yourself to a dead end, after all, many of the commissions of the Demon Saint Alliance are from the demon lord, and accepting the commission order is equivalent to telling the demon lord that I am coming to kill you......

"Elder Xuan, then why did you accept this entrustment order, don't you know the strength of the demon lord?"

Xuan Lao shook his head, "Alas, of course I know the strength of the demon lord, but the bounty for completing the commission is too tempting, I can't refuse!"

Wen Fan was stunned, this is a man who dies for money, and a bird dies for food......

"Elder Xuan, for us cultivators, wealth is something outside the body, so the bounty must be some kind of treasure, right?"

Xuan Lao smiled bitterly: "What is the treasure, if you complete the commission, you can become a disciple of Xuantian Immortal Jun, but unfortunately I couldn't kill Hu Butao......"

Wen Fan whispered the name, but he didn't have the slightest impression, "Xuantian Immortal Monarch, why haven't I heard of this name, who is he? Can he make Xuan Lao crazy to kill the demon lord?"

Xuan Lao raised the wine jar and poured it violently, put the wine jar heavily on the table, looked dazed, and said: "Of course you don't know this name, Xuantian Immortal Monarch is the strongest king in the Immortal Realm! It's just that he is hidden from the world and doesn't ask about the affairs of the Six Realms, but his name has already resounded in the Six Realms hundreds of thousands of years ago!"

"Oh, I don't know if there is such a strong man, who is the person who sent the entrustment order? Why did he kill the demon lord Hu Butao? According to what you said, it shouldn't be difficult for him to kill Hu Butao himself, right?" Wen Fan asked puzzled.

To be continued