Drunken Immortal Building, quiet and small.

It is built by the mountain, carved beams and painted buildings, and it is scattered, which can be called a paradise.

At the same time, this is also the highest standard courtyard house group of Zuixian Building, and ordinary people from ordinary families cannot live in it at all.

in the gazebo.

Shen Shaoqing and Qin Lang sat opposite each other, with half a catty and eight taels beside them, and a doctor who came to see a doctor for He Jie.

"Second Young Master, your guest's injuries did not hurt the internal organs, but only skin injuries, as long as you meditate and cultivate for half a month, you can heal. ”

The doctor was an old man with huge eyebrows and white hair, with a medicine box behind his back, and bowed.

Shen Shaoqing was drunk, pointed at the old man, and scolded him angrily: "Use the best medicine, do you hear? Make sure he doesn't leave any bad diseases, otherwise, be careful that your life is not guaranteed." ”

The old man was sincerely afraid: "As long as you take the medicine on time and in the right amount, the distinguished guest will definitely get rid of the disease." ”

"Thank you, doctor, you can go down first. Qin Lang couldn't stand it anymore.

The old man was not from the Drunken Immortal Building, but the servant of the Shen family under the property of Yunshui City.

However, even so, the old man has done his best, and there is no need to be embarrassed.

The old man didn't dare to move.

Shen Shaoqing's eyes widened: "What are you doing in a daze?"

"Yes. ”

The old man withdrew, as if he had been pardoned.

Qin Lang saw that there were no outsiders present: "Let's talk about the incident just now." ”

For the personal safety of He Long and his wife, he brought them to the Drunken Immortal Tower, at least here, the people of the Han family did not dare to make trouble again.

In addition, He Jie is injured, and the couple can recuperate here with peace of mind, and they can take care of He Jie, which is the best of both worlds.

Eight taels of sweat oozed from his forehead: "I have already sent someone out to find it, I believe there will be news soon." ”

Shen Shaoqing kicked over: "I told you to follow well, why did you go?"

"Alright. ”

Qin Lang raised his eyebrows, a little displeased.

He's very irritable right now.

Although the mysterious girl met him for the first time, they stayed together for a short time, and even said that there was no verbal communication at all.

But fortunately, the two also came out of Xuantian Sect together, and they have a certain emotional foundation.

He wasn't afraid that someone would do something to the mysterious girl, but that she would make a big deal out of her.

After all, this is a ruthless corner who has a sky-covering stone and doesn't even let go of Martial Sect's eyes, if he accidentally makes a big move in Yunshui City, it is estimated that it will be difficult to end.

"It seems that we can only go to the City God Temple. ”

From the mouth of Baliang, it was learned that they were separated in the City God Temple in Yunshui City.

What kind of strength does the mysterious girl have, he doesn't know in his heart, the only thing he is sure of is that if she wants to go, she can't catch up with her with the eight taels innate realm, and she can't stop it.

"Eight taels, come with me. Qin Lang stood up.

Shen Shaoqing's face was flushed: "I'll send more people out to help you find it, I'm here, waiting for your good news." ”

"Hmm!"

——

Yunshui City, City God Temple.

Crowds of people, colorful lights, noisy drum music, everywhere is a hot and joyful scene.

Qin Lang stood in the crowd, looking at the bustling traffic, he was really a little speechless.

The reason why there are so many people today is completely because the Yunshui City competition will start in a few days, and many elders in the family bring relatives, friends, brothers and sisters to ask for a good sign for their children and comfort themselves.

It's no wonder that he gets lost, just like now he feels very difficult to take a step.

"Qin Gongzi, it's not a way to stand like this, let's find an empty place first. ”

Although Baliang is not as fat as Shen Shaoqing, his weight is not light, and he stands in the crowd like a small iron tower standing in it.

And behind him were more than 20 people dressed as martial artists, each of whom was sweating profusely, and their faces were not good-looking, as if they were all squeezed into a can, unable to move an inch.

You can even smell the smell of sweat wafting from all directions, which is disgusting.

"Well, that's right. ”

Qin Lang glanced at the endless flow of people in front of him, a little under his feet, his body rose from the ground, stepped on the shoulders of a common person with one foot, jumped a few meters, and cast a spiritual step into the transformation realm, stepping into the air.

Eight taels and the warriors behind him were more gourd-like than the scoop, and they also followed him and stepped on his shoulders.

When a warrior reaches a certain level, he can control his strength, and he will not use all his strength when he goes down, but he will still carry some weight, which will cause a shouting and scolding.

A group of people turned a deaf ear and finally found a no-man's corner.

But when he stood up straight, there was a shouting and scolding from behind him-

"Damn, you, you've soiled the young master's new clothes. ”

"Young master, let me teach this stinky beggar a lesson. ”

"It's really too bad for my mother, I beat it hard, and my mother can't recognize it. ”

"I don't know whether I live or die, and I dare to offend my young master. ”

——

Immediately afterward, I heard the shouts of swearing and scolding and the muffled sound of fists and flesh intersecting.

Qin Lang frowned and followed the prestige.

I saw a group of subordinates dressed in purple suits and looking like warriors, surrounding a little beggar with unkempt hair and thin yellow muscles, and beat them violently.

As the fists and feet continued to fall, the little beggar's face became more and more pale, the corners of his mouth began to bleed, and his whole body trembled in pain.

But what made Qin Lang feel strange was that the little beggar was obviously an ordinary person without any cultivation, and he was beaten not lightly, but he still had a harmless smile on his face.

Holding his head in his left hand and holding a notched half of a broken bowl in his right hand, he begged with a smile to a young man in a purple brocade dress who looked like a childe's brother: "Childe, give me something to eat." ”

"Give and give...... To your mother. ”

When the young master saw that a small stain on his body could not be wiped clean, he was so angry that he kicked the little beggar in the face.

Bang!

The little beggar was kicked in the front, and two lines of blood suddenly burst out of his nose, and he snorted and fell to the ground on his back.

Who knows, the nosebleed that ejaculated just happened to spray on the young master's pants, which immediately provoked the young man's angry scolding: "Mother, if I don't pick your skin today, my Qin Hao's name will be written upside down." ”

"The surname Qin?"

Qin Lang raised his eyebrows.

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

Ba Liang also discovered the scene of the dog fighting in front of him, and immediately reminded him: "This Qin Hao is the only son of the three elders of the Qin family. ”

Qin Lang's jaw: "Hmm." ”

As long as there are people, there will be grievances, and if there are grievances, there will be rivers and lakes.

This is true of the rivers and lakes.

Scenes like this are often staged in large and small places in Shenzhou every day.

He is not a policeman, let alone a saint, and he does not have the lofty ambition of hoeing the strong to help the weak and help righteousness.

For him, the most important task now is to find the mysterious girl, as long as he doesn't mess with him, he is not interested in other things, and he has no time to care.

Qin Lang walked away.

Eight taels and a group of warriors shook their heads regretfully and followed.

Qin Hao pulled out a purple long sword from his waist, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he slowly put the long sword against the little beggar's face: "Young Master Ben just learned the meteor chasing the moon sword technique not long ago, I am going to use you to try the sword today, little thing, if you want to blame it, you will be blamed for your bad life." ”

As soon as the voice fell, a brilliant purple light came out from the long sword, and the blade was full of coldness, and as soon as the sword blade was sent forward, it wanted to stab the little beggar in the eye.

At this moment, a pleasant system sound sounded in Qin Lang's mind-

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for triggering the hidden mission. ”