Hum...

Yang Jiyu snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and walked towards Zhu Qianqiu's residence.

Ming Jiutian and Sui Xiao rushed towards Zhu Qianqiu's mansion while fighting.

After a stick of incense, under the leadership of Sui Xiao, the two appeared in front of a small courtyard.

The small courtyard is not big, and the building is antique, although it is not a courtyard with three entrances and three exits, it is also quiet, and it is more suitable for people like Zhu Qianqiu who like to study martial arts to concentrate on practice.

"When you get to the eldest brother, this is the residence of the alliance leader, and I will wait for you here..."Sui Xiao said, pointing to the small wooden fence door.

"It's all here, let's go in together..."Ming Jiutian didn't think about it so much.

"How's that going to work? It's the residence of the alliance leader, and the idlers are not allowed to enter at all, so you can go in quickly, I'll wait for you here..."

"Okay, after coming out, Ben Shao will give you a Dan Fang that is only available in the Supreme Region..."Ming Jiutian grinned and rushed towards the small gate of the fence.

Pushing open the small door of the wooden fence, Ming Jiutian swaggered in, not to mention, this small courtyard looks quiet from the outside.

Walking inside, the scenery is even more pleasant, especially in the courtyard there is a shack full of gourd vines.

Ming Jiutian knew that this thing was not a thing of the Tenth Realm, because he had been in the Tenth Realm for so long, and Ming Jiutian had never seen a gourd.

Looking at the gourd vine shack full of gourds in front of him, Ming Jiutian felt as if he had gone home for a while.

Recalling that when he was still in Dongping Mansion, Ming Jiutian also liked to get a reclining chair in the hot summer and lean under the gourd shed to enjoy the coolness.

As a result, when he walked into the gourd shed, what made Ming Jiutian dumbfounded happened again, and he saw that there was really a reclining chair in the gourd shed.

The only difference is that on either side of the deck chair there is a pot of tea and a few books on the other.

"Ge Lao Tzu, I wish the old man also this habit..."

Ming Jiutian didn't care so much while talking to himself, and lay down directly on the recliner.

I don't know if it's touching the scene, anyway, Ming Jiutian treats this place as his home.

Poured himself a cup of tea, picked up the book next to him, Erlang's legs were cocked, and he read it comfortably.

"Are you comfortable?" Zhu Qianqiu, who didn't know when he appeared, had already appeared under the gourd shed at this moment.

"It's okay, it's just that this deck chair is a little harder, it would be better if there was a little wine... Belch... When did you come over? Seeing this, Ming Jiutian hurriedly stood up.

Otherwise, try not to have too much contact with this kind of powerful old monster when you have nothing to do, and sooner or later you won't be scared out of the way.

"It's been a while, what do you think of the old man here?" Zhu Qianqiu smiled kindly, and was not angry because of this.

"Uh... It's good, it's this gourd vine..."Ming Jiutian didn't ask directly.

"Hehe... This was given by a friend back then, I didn't expect to be able to live so well in my world..."Zhu Qianqiu explained carefully when he saw this.

"Is it Mr. Zhuge ?" Ming Jiutian asked.

In fact, this is not a blind guess by Ming Jiutian, because Zhu Qianqiu is talking about a friend back then.

And those who can become friends with Zhu Qianqiu should not be mortals, the most important thing is that this gourd vine is not a thing from the tenth realm, but from the Xuanxin Continent.

"It's not a good thing to be too smart, aren't you worried that there are too many people who are jealous of you and will lead to death?" Zhu Qianqiu smiled.

"In fact, since the day the younger generation was born, the disaster of killing has always been around, and I have long been used to it, but then again, if there is no murder disaster that is always accompanied by the body, how can the younger generation be tempered? Honestly, if I don't fight a day and move my muscles and bones, I really feel uncomfortable, don't you think? The one hiding behind the tree? Ming Jiutian smiled slightly.

As soon as Ming Jiutian's voice fell, a person came out from behind the big tree, and this person was the single god who arrived first, but never showed up.

"Haha... Very good, if the little brother likes to fight, he can come to the Shenji Camp at any time, and Shan Mou is waiting for him at any time..."Although Shan Shengong is not vicious when he hears this, he also has a tough attitude.

"Let's talk about the smell of gunpowder, can you give this seat a little thin noodles, how about this matter be revealed?" Zhu Qianqiu hurriedly persuaded when he heard this.

Ming Jiutian smiled when he heard this, and felt that Zhu Qianqiu urgently recruited them over to be peacemakers.

In fact, Zhu Qianqiu also understood in his heart that the fundamental factor regulating the festival between the two was not here in Ming Jiutian.

Although Ming Jiutian is not afraid of heaven and earth, he is extremely thoughtful.

It's okay to touch the mold of a single miracle, this kind of stupid thing will not be done in the ninth day, and I wish Qianqiu to know this.

"Since the alliance leader has spoken, Shan Mou will naturally not say anything here, but I also ask some juniors not to be too public, so as not to cause death..."

Although Shan Shengong accepted the adjustment, he was still warning Ming Jiutian in his words.

"Tianzun Alliance is your old territory, of course your territory is your decision..."Ming Jiutian didn't pay attention to it when he heard this, and it could be regarded as borrowing a donkey from the slope.

"Very good, it seems that the peacemaker of this seat today is still very successful, um... This has to be written down, and what you just said, what? Right... Temper yourself with suffering..."

This Zhu Qianqiu was originally a peacemaker, but at this moment, he made an old mistake again, and he actually started his own business.

Sure enough, seeing Zhu Qianqiu's appearance, Shan Shengong also had a sad face, obviously suffering from this aspect, but he couldn't have a seizure, and it is estimated that he has endured it for many years.

"Uh... I wish the seniors, if there is nothing else, the juniors will go first..."Ming Jiutian really doesn't want to stay with Shan Shengong.

"Xiaoyou is at your own convenience, this seat is very critical here, so I won't send it..."

When leaving the gourd courtyard, Ming Jiutian did not forget to take the sheep by the hand, and picked off two of the gourds on the gourd vine and played with them in his hands.

As a result, when he pushed open the small wooden door, he found that in addition to Sui Xiao, there was actually a person standing at the door.

The man was wearing a black fine iron armor, which could be said to be very tightly wrapped, and even his head was wearing a tight protective gear, revealing only a pair of eyes.

Seeing Ming Jiutian appear, the man was obviously stunned, and a pair of eyes under the iron mask were also staring at Ming Jiutian.

After a moment, he seemed to sense that something was wrong, so he quickly withdrew his gaze.

And Ming Jiutian naturally saw the gaze of the man in black iron armor, I don't know why, Ming Jiutian always felt that that look very familiar.

"Big brother, came out so soon?"

Seeing Ming Jiutian Sui running over in a puff of smoke, he naturally interrupted Ming Jiutian's thoughts.

"It's slow, there is nothing happy about this day, I went home..."Ming Jiutian waved his hand and walked outside first.

While walking, Ming Jiutian's mind was an acquaintance who had been filtering him, and the black-armored man he had just met always felt familiar, that look, that figure.

"Broken mouth, do you know the black-armored man at the door just now?" Ming Jiutian couldn't help but ask.

"You're talking about a black-armored war slave, you can't talk about acquaintance, do you ask him what he does?" Sui Xiao responded when he heard this.

"Nothing, how much do you know about him?" Ming Jiutian asked.

"I don't know much, I heard that it was the Tianzun League half a year ago, and it was still dying at the time, thanks to Mr. Shengong's rescue, he was able to save his life, and after he was cured, he became a black-armored war slave, but there is one thing..."