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"It's so late, let's eat whatever is left."

Cheng Qianren looked at Dong's family.

The host didn't intend to go to the back kitchen, he was still paralyzed, his eyes lowered: "It's so late, those who don't want to eat noodles should go."

These words were a bit strange, as if they were rushing Cheng Qianren and Gu Xuejiang out, the atmosphere in the shop suddenly froze.

Cheng Qianren was the closest to the guest at this time, and his eyes fell on his white hands like jade and the hem of the clothes that were not stained with dust, and suddenly he felt something bad.

For a person who has no servants to serve and needs to push a wheelchair through the night, how clean are the palms and the corners of his clothes?

He calmly gave Gu Xuejiang a look.

The two looked at each other and understood each other's guess - the seemingly weak guest sitting in a wheelchair was most likely a great practitioner.

In the Eastern Realm, on the verge of life and death countless times, Cheng Qianren's early warning of danger was not as good as that of practitioners with keen five senses, but it was far superior to ordinary people.

The shop was small, and his old sword was leaning against the wall, only three steps away from him.

He took three quick steps and picked up the sword.Suddenly he understood why his boss asked him to go out with a sword, and he could feel much more at ease with a handy guy in his hand.

The guest suddenly raised his head and glanced at him.To be precise, he looked at the sword in his hand.

This glance made Cheng Qianren feel palpitations, even far better than Yuye's coercion of facing Linshuangjian.

Gu Xuejiang was still sitting, with the cold noodle soup in front of her.

According to the previous confrontation experience with practitioners, under the unknown situation and huge strength gap, any rash action may anger the other party.

The air was almost stagnant, but the boss was indifferent.

Until the guest opened his mouth, he said softly, "Brother, I haven't seen you in 16 years. How are you doing? It is said that Nanyang's water and soil support people. I think it is better than the mountains."

Gu Xuejiang breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the word 'senior brother'.

"So we know each other." He stood up and wanted to pull Cheng Qianren out together, "Then you talk, we two go first."

The guest's smile deepened, with a look of nostalgia on his face, his voice was still very soft, but with a cold meaning: "Of course we know each other. I dare not forget the revenge of killing my master."

Gu Xuejiang froze in place.

16 years, the mountain, the brothers, the revenge of killing the master... Countless fragments of clues flashed in his mind, quickly connected into a line, and suddenly became clear.

He pointed to the owner of the noodle shop slumped on the rocking chair, and said in disbelief, "Ning Fu!"

Cheng Qianren was startled, the first reaction was that Gu Xuejiang made a mistake.

It is said that when Ning Fu became famous when he was young, he was arrogant and acted absurdly. Because of the protection of his master, many people in the practice circle dared not speak out.Unexpectedly, he later killed his teacher and rebelled against the mountain, and left the Jiange, which is why he was cast aside by everyone.

Some people said that he had attained the Dao, broke through the realm of saints, and went to find overseas fairy islands to establish a sect; others said that he was sought revenge by a powerful enemy, and died silently in the East Territory.

In any case, it is impossible for such a big man who has shaken the world to come to Nanyang City to open a small noodle restaurant, right?

What's even more frightening is that if the owner is said to have killed the teacher to prove the Tao and Ning Fuhui, then isn't the guest Song Juefei who has gone mad?

Cheng Qianren thought so, but was slapped in the face by the scene.

After Gu Xuejiang revealed her identity, the owner raised her eyelids and responded lightly.

But don't panic, sit up slowly and look directly at the visitor: "Let the guests who come to eat noodles go out first, you and I will catch up slowly."

Ning Fu was still sitting on the rocking chair behind the counter, Song Juefei was sitting on the wheelchair in front of the table, but Cheng Qianren and Gu Xuejiang who were standing had the illusion of being condescending and overlooking.

After Song Juefei listened, he sneered: "The guest eating noodles is holding 'Shen Gui Bi Yi'?!"

Of the four people in the shop, only Cheng Qianren held a sword.

Things developed rapidly, far beyond his cognition, he looked at the old sword, speechless.

At this time, the only one who can speak calmly is Ning Fu.

"Well, he is my shop assistant. He only earns three liang of silver for hard work every month when he settles accounts and purchases. It's not good for him to risk his life." While pointing at Gu Xuejiang, "This is a real ordinary customer , we must let him go first, right?"

Song Juefei sneered again: "What kind of ordinary guest has magic breath in his veins? After 16 years, you still think I'm a fool?"

Ning Fu was even more helpless: "You can see that there is residual magic in his martial veins, but you can't see that his martial veins have long been abolished? Brother, everyone is an adult, let's be reasonable. "

Song Juefei, who was calm just now, seemed to be greatly stimulated, his body trembled slightly, and his voice became sharp: "Don't call me junior brother! No one wants to leave today!——"

As soon as the voice fell, the lanterns outside the store suddenly went out, and the two door panels closed automatically without wind, and the room was filled with smoke and dust with a bang.

Cheng Qianren subconsciously blocked the horizontal sword in front of him, retreated towards the counter, and suddenly pulled Gu Xuejiang who was stunned.

The overwhelming coercion followed closely, and when his mind was shaken and his body was trapped, someone quickly picked up his collar and changed places in a flash.

The door of the kitchen is behind the counter, and it is usually not closed, and the door curtain is left alone.The host backed in with the two of them in each hand, closed the door with his foot, and finished it in one go.

The dust settled in an instant.

When Cheng Qianren came back to his senses, he heard a loud shout from outside the door: "Ning Fu Huan, why are you hiding!"

Then there was the muffled and loud sound of the door panel being hit, the thin door panel unexpectedly blocked the terrifying force, leaving only dust rustling.

Gu Xuejiang pulled back her collar and coughed violently.

He was stunned before, not because he was slow to react, but because Ning Fuhuan and Song Juefei were not good people, who could be more harmless than the other?Can't compare.

Cheng Qianren didn't think too much about it. His employer paid him more than a year's wages, so he subconsciously believed in his employer.

Now the three of them are in the dark back kitchen, separated from the devil who killed the hell in the ten directions by only a board.

The opponent's realm was unfathomable, and when the lantern outside the store was extinguished just now, the Qi mechanism in this place had been completely blocked.No matter what happens, the outside world is ignorant and unaware, so it cannot be calculated.

The great cultivators in the Southern Military Headquarters and the academy probably won't notice what's going on here until the devil leaves, and they will also be turned into ashes by then.

Gu Xuejiang's thoughts changed, she managed to calm down, and looked at the owner of the noodle restaurant she was familiar with: "Senior, you have a solution, right?"

The owner still looked so lazy, he walked slowly to the stove, squatted in a pile of sundries and groped, muttering to himself: "What can I do, I really don't know what he thinks, I'm dead, even a There are no one to visit Master's grave."

The voice outside the door raised again: "I can hear it! How dare you go to sweep the grave?! Come out, I will clean the door for Master today!"

Under the more intense impact, the door panel creaked unbearably, like a small boat in a storm.

Cheng Qianren collapsed, since there is no other way, then stop arguing and spreading hatred!

But he was used to being a clerk, and when his boss was looking for something, he took a lampstand and followed him to light up.He hurriedly asked: "There is a formation on the door? How long can it last? What are you looking for? A magic weapon?"

Will the magic weapon be placed among a pile of vegetable baskets and wood? !

But I was infected by the calmness of the boss, thinking that since you are a legendary figure, you should be very powerful.

Unexpectedly, the owner said: "The formation has been useless for a long time, it's hard to say how long it will last."

Cheng Qianren was completely anxious, more angry than hearing him spend four taels of silver on fake wine: "Then hurry up! Life and death are at stake now, boss!"

The owner stood up suddenly: "Why are you rushing, I found it here!"

In his hand he held a long black sword.

Throwing away the sticky vegetable leaves on the scabbard, beating the dust off, he smiled at Cheng Qianren: "It seems that you can't leave... Aren't you short of money? Why don't you stay and do me a favor, I'll give you 300 taels. "

Cheng Qianren almost dropped the lampstand: "What time is this? I'm not only short of money, but also my life, Boss!"

"That's easy to say, there are a total of three people here, and now two of them are useless people, and I will rely on you for the time being..."

When the boss said that he was useless, he pointed at Gu Xuejiang...and himself with peace of mind.

Cheng Qianren: Wait, what? !