Zeng Tai turned his head, led Chen Sheng and the others into the backyard according to the practice of the firm, closed the door, and said in a deep voice: "Take out that thing first, if it is not worthy of the word heavy treasure, don't blame me for being polite." ”

Chen Sheng put a locust wood handle on the table, and said with a light smile: "I don't know this thing, in the eyes of the shopkeeper Zeng, it should not be worthy of the word baby?"

The shopkeeper lowered his head, and saw that it was a gloomy thing, and he couldn't help frowning, but fortunately, because of his identity, he turned over patiently, and his pupils suddenly widened.

"Where did this brand come from?" Zeng Tai's tone was abrupt and sharp, he didn't care about his identity, grabbed Chen Sheng's collar with both hands, and asked in a cold voice.

The corners of Chen Sheng's mouth twitched, and he picked up the handle on the table with one hand, and pointed the charm of the feather character at Zeng Tai, and said jokingly: "It seems that the shopkeeper Zeng has not forgotten this old friend." ”

Zeng Tai slowly let go of his hand, and said in an unkind tone: "You'd better give me a perfect explanation, otherwise I don't mind using some means to bury your bones on a certain battlefield." ”

The two stared at each other, and after a long time, Chen Shengfang breathed a sigh of relief, put his hands behind his back, and his whole person's momentum suddenly froze, "I wonder if the shopkeeper still remembers the magic conch under the East China Sea?"

Hearing this, Zeng Tai's heart was suddenly pulled to many years ago.

A brilliant young man dressed in disguise, and the young shopkeeper who has not yet occupied a high position, had a dispute in the restaurant because of the holy land of the water tribe, the undersea dragon palace.

Chen Luoyu, the immortal venerable who incarnated here, traveled here, and had a lot of fun before going to sea, and happened to meet Zeng Tai, who had not yet achieved his ambition.

Chen Luoyu drank too much wine and claimed to have seen a huge colorful conch in the Dragon Palace with his own eyes.

Unexpectedly, Zeng Tai, a young man who was slightly drunk, suddenly jumped up from the table, pointed at Xianzun's nose and scolded: "Just because you are a kid who doesn't have any hair, you dare to say that you have seen the scene of the Dragon Palace?"

As a result, Chen Luoyu suddenly smiled, put down the wine jug, and took out a small conch from his arms, saying that it was the descendant bloodline of the snail ancestor of the Dragon Palace, and boasted about it, which made the onlookers coax for a while.

Zeng Tai felt that he couldn't hang up, and after turning out the family book on the spot, and after confirming that there was no such a big demon in the Dragon Palace, he couldn't help but quarrel with Chen Luoyu.

That night, the young shopkeeper who had drunk the wine swallowed the bear-hearted leopard gall, and actually pointed at the great monk of the Divine Realm, scolding the latter with a wry smile.

As the first acquaintance of the two, Zeng Tai was naturally impressed, looked at Chen Sheng intently, and asked in a condensed voice, "What is your relationship with that person?"

The three words Chen Luoyu are a taboo in today's world, even this Haicheng is no exception.

Someone carved this name on the canopy of heaven with supernatural powers, and as long as someone reads it, they will have a feeling.

Chen Sheng slowly raised his hand, a finishing pen appeared on his fingertips, and he gently wrote a feather character on the table.

The charm of the pen is the same as that on the locust wood.

Zeng Tai was concentrating, staring at Chen Sheng's wrist, and then the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

After writing a word, Chen Sheng put the finishing touch, raised his head and smiled: "What does Brother Zeng think?"

"The words are still so ugly, spicy eyes. Zeng Tai's face was expressionless, but he quietly accepted the locust wood handle in his hand, and his heart was full of smiles.

Chen Sheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, then rolled his eyes and said, "When old friends meet, you welcome me like this?"

Zeng Tai sneered: "Could it be that you want me to put on a lantern and write your name all over Haicheng?"

"That's a good dare, but you have to change your name to Chen Sheng, otherwise I'm afraid that your shop will be demolished." ”

Chen Sheng stretched out his hand to take off the jade pendant, put it on the table, and said, "Don't talk about these useless things, help me send this thing back to the Hidden Sun Peak." ”

Zeng Tai retracted his expression, took the jade pendant, only glanced at it, then gasped, and said expressionlessly: "You are really bold, do you know how hot such a thing is in this place?"

Chen Sheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, many people know about this thing in Haicheng, and besides, in the next period of time, I will ask you to help me take care of a young man in the bamboo garden." ”

"You're welcome. With a little helplessness, he glanced at him, Zeng Tai said angrily: "That little dragon, if there is no talisman on the face of Haicheng official, even if it is in the name of a commercial house, it can't be covered." ”

Chen Sheng was speechless, and joked with a smile: "I can't see it, now that the shopkeeper is in a higher position, his heart is far less than it was back then." ”

Stretching out his hand and pointing at Zeng Tai's chest, Chen Sheng teased: "Back then, you used to be a big shopkeeper to scold people, and all the ups and downs of these years have been polished?"

Patting Chen Sheng's palm, Zeng Tai put the jade pendant very precious into his sleeve, and then said: "Your name as the Lord of Chen Mountain is not small in Haicheng now, and the old city lord is not looking for you?"

Chen Sheng pretended to be surprised, and quipped: "I didn't expect it, it seems that the shopkeeper Zeng is now very good at eating in Haicheng, and he can know all these secrets." ”

Zeng Tai's face darkened, "I still have this weight, and besides, this matter is a secret to you outsiders, and the high-level officials of Haicheng know a lot." ”

Then, he said with a little worry: "This matter is too important, I advise you not to take over, the place where the Lord of the Torture Hall is imprisoned is not a good place. ”

"That's not up to me. Chen Sheng spread out his hand and said in a relaxed tone: "You don't think that Zhenhai Ling is blowing in the wind, right?"

Hearing this, Zeng Tai hesitated for a while, and his figure disappeared in front of Chen Sheng.

When he reappeared, he was already holding a sandalwood box in his hand, and in it was a snow-white shirt as thin as a cicada's wings.

"Half-immortal soldier?" Chen Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was amazed at the generosity of this old friend, such a close-fitting treasure armor, its actual value was not weaker than that of a mortal immortal soldier.

Zeng Tai threw it casually and said in a muffled voice: "The things of the trading house, you'd better bring them back completely." ”

Chen Shenglang smiled: "It's okay, I have a good relationship with that young master Cui, even if it is damaged, I can't pay much." ”

Zeng Tai's chest rose and fell violently, and it took a long time to calm down, this notoriously bad-tempered shopkeeper rarely didn't open his mouth to drive people away.

After a while, Chen Sheng walked out of the shop with a smile, looked down at the beast lying on the ground, glanced at the black ghost again, and shouted loudly: "Let's go!"

As if awakened from its sleep, the beast suddenly stood up and looked around, following the back in a daze.

On a remote street, he found the Burning Sea Man, who was accompanying the old city lord, and there were several people sitting at a table.

Chen Shenglang smiled: "Chen is late, so you have been waiting for a long time." ”

One of the old men in a silver robe made Chen Sheng quite concerned, and he could feel a sense of familiarity from this person, and the exercises seemed to have a bit of a neutral and peaceful atmosphere.

A man with a short figure suddenly got up, raised his finger and threw over a pot of wine, and shouted, "Let's drink a few glasses of punishment wine first." ”

"It's easy to say!" Chen Sheng casually took the good wine, drank it full, made a wine gap, and said with a smile: "How about a few more jars?"

The man was stunned, then gave a thumbs up, and said to the old city lord: "Don't care about anything else, just drink to this kid, I like it very much." ”

The old city lord nodded lightly, looked at the silver-robed old man, and asked, "I don't know what Lu Daoyou thinks?"

The silver-robed old man's expression remained unchanged, but he said indifferently: "It must be extremely dangerous, and you can't just look at whether it's the mood of the drunkard." ”

The implication is that even if Chen Sheng defeated Old Ghost Chen with his own hands, he still has to be called by his hands.

In the eyes of the people present, the ancestor of the Chen family, who is expected to slay the dragon, is nothing.

Standing behind the old city lord, the people on the burning sea echoed softly: "Chen Xiaoyou, pick any one, as long as you can pass a hundred moves, you will be qualified." ”

Chen Sheng grinned: "Isn't it the predecessor of the Burning Sea who personally took action?"

The man from before suddenly laughed, and couldn't help but quip: "Brother Chen, do you really not know the strength of the old monster of the Burning Sea, or do you think that acquaintances will keep your hands?"

Except for the two people from the torture hall, the candidates for this trip are all here, and among them, the dragon slayer of Burning Sea is the most powerful.

At this moment, several people looked at the people on the burning sea, and the deep meaning in their eyes was self-evident.

The people on the burning sea grinned, and said while rubbing their hands: "Boy, don't think about relying on this friendship to expect the old man to stay, choosing me as an opponent will only be more ruthless than them." ”

Glancing at him with a bit of resentment, Chen Sheng naturally knew his thoughts in his heart, so he turned his head, his eyes fell on the silver-robed old man, and asked in a deep voice, "How about the seniors do it?"

"Me?" The silver-robed old man shook his shirt, a sterling silver thin sword appeared in his hand, and said with a smile: "Although the old man is not as good as the Burning Sea, he doesn't have a good impression of you, a young man, and because of the exercises, the lethality of my attack does not have to be Burning the Sea." ”

The old man looked at Chen Sheng indifferently and chuckled: "But if you think about it, it's not worth it than suffering some injuries that hurt the origin." ”

Chen Sheng smiled lightly, and had already untied his sword, leaving only a fairy sword in his hand.

The man exclaimed: "Good guy, such a thick family background." ”

Purely attacking immortal soldiers, even in the hands of these great cultivators in Haicheng, it is rare.

The silver-robed old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and then the horizontal sword was in his chest, and his figure disappeared suddenly.

Chen Sheng stepped forward to meet him, raised his sword upward, and then said with a smile: "How about going to a high place to fight?"

"Well said!" the old man twisted, and flew up to the sky until he was very high above the clouds.

The man below looked suspicious: "What do you mean? It's not just a few tricks to help, why is Old Monster Lu still interested?"

The old city lord's eyes bent into a line and muttered, "It seems that this old monster Lu has recognized Chen Xiaoyou's identity." ”

The people on the burning sea suddenly became happy and laughed, "The name Chen Sheng is very loud now, and that old monster Lu has an extraordinary background, and the news is naturally well-informed. ”

The man's face was even more suspicious, he turned his head to look at the two of them, and asked, "What's the matter, Chen Xiaoyou has a grudge against Old Monster Lu?"

The old city lord raised his head, looked at the two figures facing each other from afar, and said with a smile: "It's not a grudge, I can't say that I will talk about it after a while." ”

The man, who was almost among the infants, scratched his head and muttered: "The old man is going to die, and he is still talking like this." ”

The old city lord and the burning sea man looked at each other and smiled.

"Don't guess if you're a big stupid guy. ”