The villain's deadly support

Seeing Shen Qingxian's unfriendly expression, the shopkeeper also saw that the food was not tasty, and rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment, so he also avoided it with an excuse.

Although Wen Chuchu's behavior at this time was too much to beat, but after taking this chewy thing into his mouth, Shen Qinglian did taste something that was not quite right.

This taste is hidden in the sweet and greasy, bitter but not bitter, revealing a strange smell, which does not belong to the fruity aroma of peaches, even the sour taste of rotten peaches, and it does not match the taste of glutinous rice and soybean flour.

There are still so many businesses and "customers" in an uninhabited shop deep in the mountains. What is it if it is not a black shop?

Shen Qing frowned, pretending to be drinking tea, and spit out the lump in his mouth into the tea bowl.

Just as she was about to turn her head to warn Wen Chuchu, seeing Wen Chuchu's unbearable expression, she gently tugged on her cuff, "Boss, can I..."

"Spit it out." Shen Qinglian pinched another teacup and stuffed it into Wen Chuchu's hand.

Wen Chuchu nodded with a grateful expression, raised his sleeves, hid his face under the sleeves, and spit out the dark food.

At this moment, the surroundings became inexplicably quiet.

Just when Shen Qingxian was looking around, a shirtless man was alert, "Come, come, drink, drink!"

"Fist!" The group of men started to make noise again.

Feeling the slight numbness and numbness of the tip of his tongue, Shen Qinglian had already figured it out, and it was all thanks to Wen Chuchu, a naughty girl.

"Boss, are you talking about fresh peaches?" Shen Qingxian sneered and poured another bowl of tea, leaned over to Wen Chuchu's ear and said, "Rinse your mouth well."

"Come right now!" The shopkeeper was called by his name suddenly, and he still couldn't react. Then, the moment he met Shen Qinglian's eyes, the shopkeeper hastily twisted his gaze aside, "I don't want to get along with the two of you." But it’s okay, uh... There is also a jar of sweet bamboo leaf brew in the store for you two to clear your mouth."

Speaking of the shopkeeper waving his hand, the waiter at the side has already brought a small clay jar to the table, "You two, use it slowly, use it slowly."

Shen Qinglian lifted the wine seal from the small clay jar, shook it in his hand, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it.

Sure enough, there was also a strange taste mixed in the aroma of the wine.

Shen Qingxian sneered, and put the wine jar on the table again, "I see, your store doesn't have peaches, nor does it have a decent guest room?"

With these words, the hall suddenly became silent.

"Tell me, what's the plan." Shen Qinglian stood up from the stool.

"Boss?" Wen Chuchu reached out to reach for Shen Qinglian's sleeve.

"Sit obediently." Shen Qinglian also casually took away the iron rod that Wen Chuchu stood by the table.

"I, I don't understand what you're talking about." The shopkeeper took half a step back.

"Don't understand yet?" Shen Qing shook the small wine jar in her hand, she smiled strangely, and in front of everyone, poured the jar of bamboo leaves on the ground, "Now, understand?"

"Gu, girl, you are..." The shopkeeper couldn't hold back anymore.

"What's the matter, is the sixth son fucking drunk again!" At this moment, a big shirtless man suddenly hammered the table.

"Fuck you, when did I miss the job?" In the kitchen, a man with a big kitchen knife came out, and looked at the man cursing, his whole body was like a bear, with a fat head and big ears and shirtless arms. I don't know if it's sweaty or oily, but it seems to give people a very uncomfortable feeling.

"You mother call me again, I will shave you with a knife!" The man raised the knife with a fierce expression on his face, and saw the greasy belly covered with black hair shaking.

Seeing this scene, Shen Qingxian was even more disgusted.

If she had known it was made by such a person, she would not have touched it even if she died.

Thinking of this, Shen Qinglian's face became even more unhappy. After this matter was settled, she had to clean up Wen Chuchu properly.

"It's almost time!" At this moment, the men around the table finally showed their true colors, and some of them reached into the big vat by the wall, and with a random twitch under the table and benches, their faces were revealed. A bright sword.

"It's strange to say, you two girls, what do you mean by running into this deep mountain and old forest?" At this time, the group of people were still joking.

"Boss." Wen Chuchu called Shen Qinglian suddenly, and saw that the girl also knew that something was wrong at this moment, but hearing her voice was weak, she seemed to be very weak and uncomfortable.

"Hey! Is it time?" The man who looked like a black bear pushed away the skinny shopkeeper and came out, "Let me just say it? When did I miss it?"

Shen Qing moved two steps, holding a long stick and using his body to block Wen Chuchu's back.

"Tell me, did we hit it by mistake, or did it target us specifically?" Shen Qingxian's body was filled with zhenqi, and it was flowing rapidly at this moment. It didn't take much effort, and those inferior sweating medicines could be metabolized by the body .

"Aiming at you? Hahahahaha! Are you a fart?" At this time, someone pushed aside the naked men standing around and stood up, "It's just you two little girls, is it worth the trouble I have to spend? What I robbed is Escorts, you guys are the flesh between your teeth!"

"Hahahahaha!" Everyone roared with laughter.

"That's good." Shen Qinglian felt relieved, thinking that he was being followed by Ling Qingcheng just after he left the house, but since it was a group of young people, it didn't matter.

Shen Qinglian shook the iron rod in his hand, and shook his head again, not because the weapon was out of hand, but because when he thought that the girl Wen Chuchu would hold the stick all day long, and it was hard to clean up the blood, Shen Qinglian suddenly turned to the stick. Stick lost interest.

She put the iron rod beside Wen Chuchu, and looked down at the girl who asked for trouble, who was lying on the table so weak that she couldn't even lift her head.

As for Wen Chuchu, a "god-level assistant", if she really wanted to make an enemy of her, she might have failed a long time ago. In this way, even a few bandits passing by couldn't stop her, how could she fight against a "devil head" like her? .

Shen Qingxian sighed helplessly, turned around and once again blocked that innocent little girl behind her, the helplessness in her eyes gradually became sharper.

"What a coincidence, it seems that you can only do business in another place."

"Damn! This little girl is handsome, with such a hard mouth!" The hulking man with a kitchen knife in his hand has already pushed away the crowd, and walked towards Shen Qinglian, "It's a shame to ask the master to change places."

Shen Qingxian sneered, put his palms together in front of him, and saw that her hands were engulfed by the faint blue fire light, and the fire light cast a gloomy light on Shen Qinglian's face, at this time, from the palm of her hand, there was a cold light His long sword clanked out of its sheath.

"Damn it! I've encountered a hard stubble!" At this time, I don't know who said it, but this group of people was flexible and didn't go any further. It was obvious that they were used to living a life of bullying and fearing the hard, and wanted to run away.

And Shen Qinglian has her own principle, that is, she will never kill in front of Wen Chuchu.

Seeing a group of people rushing out of the inn and fleeing separately, some went around the stables and rode wildly, while Shen Qinglian glanced at Wen Chuchu unhurriedly, and came out with his sword.

After staying away from the inn, a strange smile appeared on Shen Qingxian's face, she hurriedly swept away, and was blown under the horse's hooves like lightning, "Why don't we just go to Mengpo Bridge to do business instead?"

There was a startled horse snorting, and before everyone could make a sound, the wind blew up between the opening and closing of the long sword Xueyuan, and those bandits who fled in a hurry turned into rotten meat and fell to the ground like rain.

And Shen Qingxian raised the long sword in Yang's hand, the air wave turned into a blade, and dissipated at this moment, Xue Yuan was not damaged at all, not even a trace of blood was contaminated, and disappeared into Shen Qingxian's hands again.

Returning to the messy inn again, Shen Qinglian took a look at Wen Chuchu who was lying on the table, and went straight to the back kitchen. In the back kitchen, several people had already been chopped up and thrown into the vat. Unlucky guy passing by.

And the so-called peach stuffing rake was thrown into the stone mortar next to the vat containing the corpse at this time, it looked very unclean, which caused waves of nausea in Shen Qingxian's heart.

Suppressing the anger in her heart, Shen Qing fell out of the curtain, walked in front of Wen Chuchu, and hugged the Wen Chuchu who was in awe of others, "Eat peaches, eat peaches, are you comfortable now?"

"Axian." Wen Chuchu frowned, she fell into a state of being too sleepy to open her eyes, but her heart was clearly bright, but her body felt uncomfortable as if her energy had been sucked out.

"Tell me, who is the donkey." Shen Qing snorted coldly, and walked out of the desolate inn with Wen Chuchu in his arms.

"I..." Wen Chuchu's state was too uncomfortable, she tried very hard to raise her hand, but her hand rested on Shen Qinglian's chest and could no longer move, "I was wrong."

"Will you listen to me from now on?" Shen Qinglian hugged Wen Chuchu and flew into the woods again. It was getting dark, but Shen Qinglian didn't seem to worry about the matter of staying overnight.

Waiting for people to avoid the bloody place far away, Shen Qinglian put down Wen Chuchu, put one arm in his arms, and made a tactic with the other hand, the space of Baina Ring formed a secret tunnel, which was only a momentary distortion , Shen Qingxian brought Wen Chuchu into her cave.

"Xian..." Wen Chuchu kept barking like a kitten dreaming, afraid that he would fall asleep, "Am I going to die..."

And Shen Qing looked down at the person in his arms, then hurriedly hugged that person, and put her on his bed.

"It's okay, it's just some perspiration medicine. You'll be fine after you sleep and wake up." Shen Qinglian leaned into the couch, and was about to turn over the quilt when her front skirt sank, and Wen Chuchu's hands were struggling Pulling her collar.

The girl in front of me was really frightened. Even though she made a monster herself, that person was too timid. At this time, the corners of his eyes were wet, and he was holding on to his collar and refused to let go. With just a little effort, he knew it. , Wen Chuchu exhausted all her energy.

I really can't bear to watch the scene in front of me, Shen Qinglian doesn't think he is a caring person, but it seems that Wen Chuchu's slight frown can upset her.

"If I don't leave, I will guard you." Shen Qinglian sighed, tore off the hand on the collar, and held it by his side.

She was upset in her heart, and originally wanted to teach this Wen Chuchu, who didn't know the dangers of the world, a lesson, but seeing that person's uncomfortable appearance, her heart couldn't calm down, and she was so stuffy and uncomfortable, so she went She couldn't help but stretch out her hand to wipe away the teardrops from Wen Chuchu's eyes.