The black-robed middle-aged man led the group and walked in the streets and alleys of Hundred Battles City.

Ordinary and majestic.

It's like a businessman's family, with wandering eyes, as if looking at the surrounding shops, thinking about whether the money in his pocket can buy Baizhan City.

Immediately behind the black-robed middle-aged man were a man and a woman.

The woman is an old man, but she doesn't look like an old man. She is dressed in plain green clothes, her skin is radiant, and she has a beautiful appearance. The figure is also considered plump, and it is not difficult to imagine that the latter was also a peerless woman when she was young.

The only fly in the ointment is that the woman is unable to cover the gray hair between her sideburns and the old age in her eyes.

Another man was also dressed in green clothes.

He looked only in his forties, with a thin and narrow face, sparse eyebrows, a very neatly trimmed beard on the chin, deep eyes, and a serene expression.

And after the man and the woman, there were three more young men.

They were all dressed in uniform black robes and gold-trimmed robes.

Two of the young men were in martial arts uniforms with wide robes, and one of them had a dusty demeanor, a reserved gaze, and a smile on the corner of his mouth. A man with a burly figure and a sharp gaze made his long and narrow cheeks look a little unruly.

Another young woman, though also dressed in black and gold.

However, her figure is a little exaggerated and excessively exposed, her pretty face is snow-white and smooth, and her cold eyes can't stop the skin that can be broken by blowing. The chest is straight, and people's eyes can't be pulled out when they fall in, and the slender snow-white thighs without any reason are even more unstoppable.

The contrast between the black clothes and the snow-white skin makes the woman have an indescribable coldness and beauty, which makes the pedestrians on the street turn back frequently. or hidden, or blatantly set their eyes on the woman.

A group of six people walked into a restaurant under the leadership of a middle-aged man in a black robe.

The restaurant is not high-end, so the customers in it are also mixed......

The six of them, after finding a good place, sat down.

The black-robed middle-aged man didn't speak, and the others didn't speak much, making the air a little silent. However, due to the irresistible appearance of the young girl, it is rare in this ordinary restaurant, so the people around him frequently turned their heads, and some people began to talk loudly, trying to attract the attention of the girl.

But the girl sat upright and didn't react in the slightest.

And beside the girl, the young man with a rebellious face, after a long silence, couldn't help but speak, he turned his head and asked the black-robed middle-aged man: "Hall Master, since we have all arrived in the Hundred Battles City, why don't we go directly to the Qingtian Martial Mansion!

The black-robed middle-aged man ignored the young man, but picked up the wine on the table, poured himself a drink, and looked through the window at the street outside the restaurant.

"Ahem......"

The black-robed middle-aged man didn't speak, but the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi next to him coughed twice, signaling to the black-robed youth.

The black-robed young man frowned slightly, then lowered his head and drank sullen wine.

"What do you say......"

The black-robed middle-aged man suddenly spoke, which immediately attracted the attention of several people.

Then I saw the black-robed middle-aged man turn the wine glass in his hand, sip the wine stains on the corner of his mouth, and said calmly: "What kind of person is the little bastard who dares to abduct my baby daughter?"

It's good that the middle-aged man in the black robe didn't speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, it was difficult for several people present to answer.

It's really that the black-robed middle-aged man's attitude towards the 'little bastard' in his mouth is too unclear, and after knowing about that incident, he was neither happy nor showed too much anger, but just said that he wanted to come to Qingtian Martial Mansion to take a look.

Now, this is the city of a hundred battles, and it is only thousands of miles away from the Qingtian Martial Mansion, and it is only a few thousand miles away from the Qingtian Martial Mansion. But this hall master can endure it, but he is not in a hurry, he walks around the city of a hundred battles, and he doesn't know what medicine is bought in the gourd.

Seeing that no one in the audience answered, Jun Xingshi put the wine glass on the table, turned his head and asked the old man in Tsing Yi, "Granny Hua, tell me about it!"

"Hall Master, Lin Huang...... Not bad!"

After a slight pause in Granny Hua's voice, she gave a very vague evaluation. For this matter, she was a little afraid to face the monarch punishment world, after all, when he was in the Eastern Spirit Realm, he found out that there was a greasy relationship between Jun Chengcheng and Lin Huang.

But she didn't tell Jun Xingshi.

However, in HRE City, the relationship between Lin Huang and Jun Cheng is too abnormal. There are countless law enforcers and secret spies in the Xingtian Temple, and how can it be so easy to hide from the monarch and the punishment world.

Although Jun Xingshi did not blame him for not reporting the matter, Granny Hua was always a little uneasy in her heart.

Jun Xingshi shook his head, and turned his gaze to the three young people, "You are only a few years older than Allure, and you are also the same age as her, so you can talk about it!"

"The person that Miss Tilter has a crush on must be good!"

The young man with a dusty temperament in one of them smiled mildly.

However, before the former's voice fell, the young man with a rebellious face snorted heavily, "It's not bad, you have to fight to know, but I don't know that country boy, I can't help but be beaten by my Jun Aohan." Hall Master, if the time comes, I will be heavy. If Miss bullies me, you'll have to help me!"

"Shut up, you!"

The woman opened her mouth coldly and glared at Jun Aohan, but she didn't answer Jun Xingshi's question, but there was a strange look of curiosity in her obsidian-like eyes.

Jun Xingshi was helpless, and finally set his eyes on the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi.

"The mansion master hasn't read the file about the forest famine?"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi bypassed the question of the monarch's punishment and replied.

Jun Xingshi shook his head, "After all, it's someone my baby daughter likes, no matter what, fathers have to take it seriously." What is written in the dossier is dead after all. It's better to look forward to it and see for yourself what that little bastard is like, than to read the file and have a preconceived notion!"

The young middle-aged man suddenly laughed, "This kind of formal style is not like a decisive Heaven Punishment Temple Hall Master!"

Jun Xingshi played with the wine glass for a moment, and then a rare smile appeared on his majestic face, "You don't have a daughter, you don't understand! If Dumpling's mother is fine, where would I have so much scruples, dare to rob Lao Tzu's daughter, and don't beat him to scum." But I still have to take the responsibility of Qinghuan, if she knows about this, the first thing she thinks about must be that little bastard, whether she is good for Qing'er!

The 'Qinghuan' in Jun Xingshi's mouth is Jun Chengcheng's mother.

"The hall master is deeply concerned!"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi complimented.

"Hall Master, what if that kid can't be seen?"

Jun Aohan didn't know why, he felt like he was on pins and needles at the moment, so he couldn't help asking.

When the girl next to her heard this, she immediately turned around and glared at Jun Aohan fiercely.

"Can't see ......"

Jun Xingshi's fingers tapped on the table, "Then it depends on whether he has the possibility of making me into the eye, if there is really no ......"

Jun Xingshi suddenly turned his head to look at Hua Xianruo, "Granny Hua, what do you say?"

Granny Hua's face suddenly changed, and she sat in place at a loss, her hands were not hands, and her feet were not feet.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi on the side also restrained his smile, and sighed secretly in his heart, as the hall master of the Xingtian Temple, killing people has never been a matter of gestures, and it is more common than opening his mouth to speak. And that young man dared to contaminate the city, if he really couldn't enter the eyes of the king's punishment world......

It's not as simple as dying!