Chapter 283: The young master was a little jealous

"Seems to have known a lot. Ning Chen had already stood up, although it was only a brief conversation, but Ning Chen did not doubt the storyteller's words.

"I know a lot, otherwise I would have smashed the signboard. The storyteller made a send-off gesture and continued, "I want to drink a few more years of fine wine, please!"

"I said goodbye under the next. Ning Chen saluted lightly, then got up and left the room.

"Heavenly Palace... Tartarus. Ning Chen looked at the immortal residence behind him, although he had already come out, he was also puzzled in his heart.

Especially for the identity of this storyteller.

Who is he, the affairs of the Heavenly Palace should be Xin Mi in the rivers and lakes, but he didn't expect that there seemed to be no secret in this person's mouth.

Isn't he afraid of the Heavenly Palace's retaliation?

Ning Chen stood in the middle of the road, but the next moment he was dragged into Jun Zailai on the opposite side of the Immortal Residence.

Ning Chen frowned, and was about to have a seizure, the hand holding his shoulder had already been released, and at the same time, a familiar face appeared in front of his eyes.

"Shhhh Qin Keqing stretched out her jade finger and put it on her red lips, and made a silent gesture to Ning Chen.

"Sister Qing?" Ning Chen said subconsciously.

"Look outside. Qin Keqing lightly pointed at Qi Xianju twice.

Ning Chen followed Qin Keqing's fingers, but found that there were six people walking towards here from not far away.

Ning Chen thought that he was coming for him, but after a while, he found that these six people were all grandmaster-level masters, and they stopped at the door of the Qi Immortal Residence.

The six people, all of whom were grandmaster-level masters, reminded Ning Chen of what the storyteller had said to him before.

"Could it be that they are the Six Heavenly Venerables of the Desire Realm?" Ning Chen secretly guessed in his heart.

"Yo. The guy saw a fresh face, stepped forward and asked, "A few guest officers, please, what do you want to drink?"

"Hmph!" the leader snorted coldly, pushed the guy away, and said: "I heard that there is a Raushzi storyteller here, who says that he knows everything in the world, so you can ask him if he knows Lao Tzu." ”

"So... You're here to find fault. The man's face also changed, and he gently threw the man's belongings in his hand and sent them to the nearest table in the room.

The man's voice was not small, and the customers in the store heard the movement and came out to watch.

More than 20 people surrounded the six people.

"Who are they?" Ning Chen was slightly stunned, not understanding that these guests were willing to stand up for the Immortal Residence.

"Qi Xianju, I've been a neighbor with it here for more than ten years, and I haven't figured out his details... I'm afraid these six people are going to run for nothing. Qin Keqing said disdainfully.

The guy rolled up his sleeves, gave a big shout, and said, "Thank you for your help, I will be free of charge for today's drink." ”

"Haha!" A purple-clothed man strode out, patted the guy on the shoulder and said, "This kind of thing can't wait to happen every day, such a fine wine in Xianju... Brothers, too, have a good drink!"

"Where did you six come from, rabbit cubs, don't disperse quickly, and disturb grandpa's interest in drinking. The purple-clothed man rubbed his fists and said with an unkind expression.

"Who is he?" Ning Chen looked at the purple-clothed man and couldn't help but ask.

Because he actually sensed that this purple-clothed man turned out to be a strong man at the peak of the grandmaster, since he cultivated the "Mirror Terrace" in Yunya Temple, not only his vision and hearing have been much stronger, but his ability to sense this has also been greatly improved.

Especially when it comes to the strong.

Ning Chen could easily feel that this purple-clothed man was no less than his second boy.

Although Ning Chen had never seen Ning Bu's move.

"You don't know him?" This surprised Qin Keqing: "He is Zi Qilang, the first-class general of the Southern Ming Dynasty, you don't even recognize the son of Jinyiwei?"

"Shichiro naturally knows. Ning Chen smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "It's just the first time I've seen it today." ”

"Shichiro has been in Dongting for seven full days. Qin Keqing shook his head lightly, and then said, "Have you seen these more than 20 people?"

"Hmm. Ning Chen nodded.

"They are all generals in the Great General's Palace. Qin Keqing suddenly smiled and said to Ning Chen: "I thought that this group of people came to this Immortal Residence to deal with me... Now, the storyteller is really good... I'm afraid I already knew that someone was going to come to him for trouble. ”

Ning Chen knew that there were only three masters of the General's Mansion, but Ziqilang alone was not something that one or two people could deal with.

In addition, this group of generals, all of them are fierce generals on the battlefield, and they are desperate without the slightest softness.

For a while, these six people were directly suppressed.

The six strong grandmasters came to find fault in front of someone's shop, but they were beaten and couldn't even enter the door, I have to say that this is a great mockery.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a cold snort came from the Immortal Residence, which made the two sides who were fighting in one place stunned, and they actually stopped at the same time, this is the voice of the storyteller!

Don't say that they are the target, even Ning Chen, who is hiding in the middle of Jun's return, although he is only affected, there is a constant buzzing in his ears.

"He shot anyway. Qin Keqing's eyes lit up, and let Ning Chen take a step out.

"Great Grandmaster!" Qin Keqing secretly muttered in his heart: "No wonder, no wonder!"

Not only Qin Keqing, but Zi Qilang and his generals and the six grandmasters also changed their faces, and they clearly felt the power of the great grandmaster in an instant just now.

The so-called great master is invincible in the place where he preached.

Could it be that this immortal dwelling is the place where the storyteller preached?

At this moment, such a question is not only in the mind of a person.

The expressions of the six people who found fault were uncertain, they never thought that the storyteller turned out to be a great master, if the storyteller had murderous intentions, I am afraid they would not be able to get out alive today.

Confession?

I'm afraid I won't be able to please it when I go back!

They are clear about the methods of the Great Heavenly Venerable, and they are no more comfortable alive than dead.

"Hahaha!"

A rather heroic laugh came from afar.

Ning Chen was relieved to see that the six people were all relieved when they heard the voice, and then looked in the direction of the sound.

"Heh! What a big show!" Ning Chen even subconsciously rubbed his eyes, wanting to prove that he was not dazzled.

Eight lifted sedan chairs.

The eight big men who carried the sedan chair were all masters of the half-step grandmaster.

In front of him, there were two women in white paving the road with silk in their hands, and on each side of the sedan chair were two girls carrying flower baskets in their hands, red, yellow, blue and purple flowers, and the clothes were the colors of the flowers in his basket.

There are still two women behind the sedan chair, dressed in white, each holding a large banana fan...

"The master is actually a little jealous!"