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Feng Qing's emotion is not blind.

Good guy, she thought there would only be a few people at most, and there were only four people at a mahjong table, how could there be such a large crowd.

If I knew earlier, Feng Qing was shocked when he saw this number of people.

What are these people here for? Four people are sitting here playing mahjong, while the other twenty or so people are watching?

The village head doesn't have this scale to see the old man playing chess.

With so many people standing here, Feng Qing finally understood why they asked to clear the venue. With this scale, if the venue is not clear, it is estimated that people will not be able to stand.

"My mother, if I knew there were so many people here, I would have charged more." Feng Qing whispered in her heart.

She didn't care too much, just looked at the people below curiously.

Don't say it, although this group of people sneaked here to play mahjong, but this look really doesn't look like people who can do such sneaky things, because this group of people is long All pretty decent.

Everyone stood there with their backs straight and straight, their eyes were full of energy, and Feng Qing even found a man who looked like a hair brother, and she almost wanted to go up and take a ride If so, ask him how his gambling skills are.

"The shopkeeper is waiting for us."

The following people just looked at each other tacitly after entering the inn.

The man who was stared at by Feng Qing and looked like Fa-ge raised his head.

"What's the matter, Zhou Bai?" asked him next to him.

"Nothing."

Zhou Bai shook his head, hiding the surprise in his heart.

He didn't miss the last meaningful smile from the shopkeeper's mouth before it disappeared.

Why is the shopkeeper looking at him like that? It must be the first time he meets the other party, right?

Just seeing each other for the first time, Zhou Bai had a little doubt in his heart.

Because it was covered up by Zhou Bai's words, the person next to him didn't have any doubts.

Everyone's eyes were on Feng Wuhen, who was at the front, but there were also many people looking at Zhou Bai, because of his special status.

It can be said that one-third of the people present today did not expect that a person like Zhou Bai would be present today.

After all... Zhou Bai was born in "that Zhou family".

In fact, many people today came just because they heard that Zhou Bai would come.

They are more or less full of respect for the Zhou family, so Zhou Bai is here, and they have some bottom line in their hearts.

Just now they heard that Zhou Bai seemed to have found something, so the eyes of a group of people all turned towards him, and when they heard Zhou Bai said that there was nothing wrong, they turned their heads.

Zhou Bai looked at the shopkeeper carefully.

too.

At least the Feng Wuhen in front of him is much more beautiful than he imagined.

Feng Wuhen this person... Zhou Bai felt a little emotional when he saw him.

Speaking of which, the other party still has something to do with his ancestors, and it is precisely because of this that when he heard the other party reappearing in the arena, there was a trace of inexplicable emotions in his heart, obviously It is a person of the same generation as his ancestor. His ancestor has long since passed away, and the other party actually appeared on the rivers and lakes at this time.

Calling out their whereabouts without waiting for them to enter the door, and inviting them in, this is a disgrace to them.

Sure enough, it is exactly the same as the character recorded in the book left in the family. Zhou Bai sighed inwardly.

—arrogant enough and arrogant enough.

He lowered his eyes slowly, covering the emotions inside.

Feng Qing watched the twenty or so people enter the room, but she didn't move, but stared at her in a daze, making her a little hairy all over.

She said to her heart that you spent a lot of money on this place just for being in a daze? Or is it because she looks too beautiful today, that's why she stares at her in a daze?

Ah, if it's because of this... Feng Qing's face turned red, but no society would be able to bear it when a group of people stared at him like this.

So Feng Qing said directly, "Sit down, there won't be so many people participating in the game today, right? I didn't prepare so many places."

She said this with a smile on her face, trying to make her words sound a little funny, but it was obvious that her ability to tell jokes was not very good.

At least when she finished saying this, today's "guests" all stunned.

—The second dismount is coming.

As soon as they entered the door, they noticed that most of the tables in the room had been removed, leaving only a huge table in the center of the room. It looks very elegant, and there are four chairs beside the table.

There are only four locations.

So today, the shopkeeper only gave four people a chance to sit down in front of her, and no one else had a seat...or in her eyes, they were not qualified to sit down.

It just so happens that among the twenty or so people who came today, there are elites from all walks of life, representing various forces in the arena, but they are really prominent, and indeed there are only four personal.

"This Feng Wuhen dares to be so arrogant." Some of the people present were angry and whispered to themselves.

Most of the other people also think the same way. If it was normal, they probably wouldn't dare to say this.

But this time, perhaps because many people came, so one person took the lead, and others naturally followed.

"Why are you only given four positions?" said a man with thick eyebrows and a very tough face.

The atmosphere in the field seemed a little stagnant for a while.

Get angry.

"Do you want to sit down too?"

Who knows, the shopkeeper above just said this lightly.

"Anyway, the stool over there is not put away, you can take it off and sit on it, I have no opinion at all."

She pointed to the row of stools that had been placed next to her.

"But so many people can't put down so many chairs...Especially if it starts for a while."

However, after saying this, she suddenly laughed.

"If you want to sit, I'm afraid you won't be able to see so many interesting things next."

…

The guys hiding in the kitchen eavesdropping on the corner all swallowed.

Although they always knew that the shopkeeper was very powerful, it was the first time that they felt the terrible pressure brought by her.

In the face of so many people, their shopkeeper really did not lose any momentum.

Even the feeling is that even if she is facing a huge army, she will still be so calm.

Feng Qing is a little tired of talking. It just so happens that she looks at the group of people below. She should not care about her eating and drinking, so she took it out from under her skirt. Take a sip of Coke.

She said in her heart that these bosses have not acted as a demon except for a little ink, and everyone seems to be quite harmonious.

Except for the guy who just asked the brain-dead question.

When Feng Qing thought of that person, he quietly rolled his eyes in his heart.

The eldest brother was so embarrassed to ask why there were no stools next to her. She obviously prepared a lot, but she was afraid that there would be no place to sit if any spectators came, so she deliberately put a row next to it.

But looking at the number of these people now, it seems that these chairs are no longer needed.

If there are four bystanders, then these four people can be perfectly inserted into the gap between those who play mahjong, but how should the twenty people arrange their positions?

Anyway, if you want to watch mahjong well, you can't sit. Feng Qing has already made arrangements for them.

After she finished speaking, the place fell into a dead silence.

People dare to stand up.

The field suddenly fell into an inexplicable silence.

After a long silence, four people finally came out of the group.

The first one was an old man with a long beard and an immortal look.

There is another person, a woman with a very clean face, like an exile.

The third person is actually a monk.

And the last person is Zhou Bai.

These four people slowly walked out of the crowd, came to the front of the table, found each other's positions, and sat down slowly.

The old man who looked immortal was sitting directly opposite Feng Qing, with the woman on the left and the monk on the right.

The last seat left is Zhou Bai.

The people present today are all very powerful. The guys who were huddled in the kitchen just glanced at it and found that there was no nameless person in the room.

"The old ancestor of the Songshan faction actually went down the mountain..." Chu Changzui whispered, "How old is this person, should he be from the same era as Feng Wuhen?"

"The woman next to me is the next head of Mount Emei." Feng Xiruo also whispered.

"That monk is also very good." Anhuo Sahi, who was not in good health, but persisted today, said solemnly.

"He has a smell that I don't like very much. I used to encounter such monks occasionally in the desert, and each of them was particularly difficult to deal with."

"The remaining person..." Li Qi looked at him quietly for a long time, and when he noticed a ring on the other's hand, his breath suddenly stagnated.

"What's wrong?" The people around were a little surprised, wondering what he saw to make such a reaction.

"The Zhou family." Li Qi muttered, "He is the Zhou family."