I became a scumbag in the global live broadcast

The storyteller had never seen such beautiful fingers, and he only thought that this person was either a delicate and beautiful female Jiao'e, or an incomparably handsome young man.

He was agitated for a while, and immediately looked up along those arms.

He first saw a bright red robe, and when he looked up, he saw a familiar face that he never wanted to see again in this life.He leaned on the table and hurriedly stood up, trying to slip away, but his feet were weak.

He didn't dare to look into the other person's eyes, and lowered his head towards the person, hesitatingly said: "You... this young man... what do you want to do?"

Picking up the jug on the table, after a while, the storyteller heard the voice above his head again, "Don't you know me?"

He glanced at Qian Hongfeng cautiously, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze again, but at the next moment, Qian Hongfeng raised his hand and grabbed the other side's skirt, pulling him closer.

"Look carefully, do you recognize me?"

It was time for dinner, and the entire restaurant was overcrowded.

They have seen a lot of people making trouble in restaurants, but they have never seen such a person. When he is not talking, he is a handsome young man. When he speaks, it makes people shudder, especially when facing him. That pair of dark and deep pupils, and the sinister gaze, are actually more terrifying than the monsters in this world.

The shop clerk hesitated for a long time before leaning forward. He stretched out his hand to pull the person away, but he stretched out his hand, then immediately drew it back, and asked Qian Hongfeng respectfully, "What is this?" Guest officer, you drank too much."

The voice next to his ears was really noisy, accompanied by the voices of everyone talking, it was like mosquitoes harassing him.

Qian Hongfeng poured another glass of wine into his mouth while holding the jug. As the spicy wine slipped into his throat, Qian Hongfeng frowned tightly. He closed his eyes and threw the jug in his hand on the ground. on the ground.

"Shut up!"

There was a loud bang of 'Boom', accompanied by this angry shout, no one, including the waiter, dared to step forward to say a word to him, even the entire restaurant became silent.

The storyteller, who met the other party's anger, closed his eyes tightly, and shrank in Qian Hongfeng's hands, not daring to say a word.

At this moment, the atmosphere of the entire restaurant was like an ice cellar, approaching zero in an instant.

"That... Young Master..."

Suddenly, someone lightly tapped on the shoulder, Qian Hongfeng frowned and looked over, and saw a young man who was younger than him, and nodded his shoulder.

"what you want to say?"

Qian Hongfeng raised her hand to drink a glass, but suddenly heard that the wine in her hand had just been smashed, and the flash of unkindness on her face was suppressed by her words.

The waiter in the shop next to him handed the new jug to Qian Hongfeng with a very winking look, and got a childish look from the other party.

The extremely high aura made the young man swallow his saliva, and glanced at the storyteller in his arms.

"Speak well if you have something to say."

The master was gone, and Qian Hongfeng didn't want to cause trouble, so he held the jug in his hand, took another sip, and threw him back on the chair.

"Tell me another way."

"???"

The storyteller never expected that this evil god caught him just to say such a thing, and immediately responded very readily, clapping the gavel in his hands.

"The last time I wrote about the Mistress of Xianyao Palace..."

'Deng Deng Deng' is the sound of the jug hitting the table. The storyteller stopped immediately when he saw it, and looked up at him.

Qian Hongfeng shook her finger, "I don't talk about Shenxingzong, and I don't talk about Xianyao Palace."

"Then... what do you say?"

Qian Hongfeng seemed to have thought about it for a while before she opened her mouth, "Just talk about Lian Qing. The peak master of the Canghong Sword Sect, Lian Qing."

The storyteller did not forget that when he talked about Lian Qing last time, this person almost tore down his stall, but this time he took the initiative to let him talk about it, but he didn't dare to say it, and asked cautiously: "Peak Master... What? Young master, which passage do you want to hear... You tell me, and I will tell you right away. "

which paragraph?

Qian Hongfeng's mind froze for a moment, he supported the table in a daze for a while, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "All, all!" He raised his hand and pointed at the storyteller, and said again: "I want to hear All of him, immediately, immediately."

"Okay, I'll talk about it."

At the moment when the storyteller told everything about Lian Qing's childhood, Qian Hongfeng's face finally showed a sense of satisfaction. He looked down at the jug in his hand, and the aroma of the wine in the jug slowly overflowed. Scattered between breaths.

He raised his head and looked at the nosy boy, "Boy, are you satisfied now?"

When Qian Hongfeng passed by, the young man was a little taken aback.

He originally thought that this person was causing trouble in a restaurant and wanted to come out to persuade him to fight, but he didn't know that the other party just wanted to hear a play, something that has been rumored in the cultivation world in recent days.

The young man looked at Qian Hongfeng's back, and immediately chased after her, "Hey, hey, so you want to hear this, haven't you heard enough these days?"

The boy patted his chest in an airy manner, "I can memorize these things by heart now."

Qian Hongfeng sat back in her seat, and the moment she put down the jug, she saw the young man chasing after him, and sat down with him.

Qian Hongfeng didn't speak, and listened to the matter of that person.

Not to mention, he had really heard of these things, more than once.

In his previous life, he had heard it countless times in the Ghost Palace.At the same time, he not only listened, but also seemed to anesthetize himself, and he told himself countless times.

Qian Hongfeng felt that she might be crazy, but thinking about it now, maybe he liked him from then on, so much so that after hearing such an unbelievable truth, she would be so shocked and disappointed.

That man betrayed his wife, was timid and afraid of death, and had a bad record. No one knew his affairs better than him.

Now there is a person who came to him and said that he can recite these things backwards?

It's ridiculous.

"you do not believe?"

Seeing that Qian Hongfeng was silent, the young man seemed to be excited, and started talking to Qian Hongfeng.

"The storyteller even beautifies the person by talking about it. Let me tell you, our peak master is a real villain. Let me tell you that since he was young, he has..."

It turns out that he is like this in your eyes, but thinking of the master who will smile at him and treat him well, Qian Hongfeng sneered.

But the Lianqing he saw was different from what you said.

"You are wrong."

Qian Hongfeng put down the jug and spoke very seriously.

Hearing the rebuttal, the young man yelled, "What's wrong, what's wrong? I found this out from gossip, so it's sure to be reliable."

Hearing these words, Qian Hongfeng smiled, "But the Lian Qing I saw was someone who would save people in heavy rain, would make candied haws for his apprentices, would protect others regardless of his own life, and would protect others in times of crisis. When it is time to rescue, I would rather have an accident than hurt others at a critical moment, and I will..."

"Stop."

The young man stopped it immediately, Qian Hongfeng looked at the young man's bright eyes, and looked at him with some puzzlement.

The young man was a little aggrieved, he stared at Qian Hongfeng, and said in a very puzzled voice: "Who is this person you are talking about? But I can guarantee that this person will definitely not be Lian Qing. Are you drunk, so good How can someone like me exist in this world?"

Yeah, he thought he was drunk too.

I hope that I am not dead, and I hope that the person in his impression still has such an ugly face.But it's not at all. In this life, the person he saw was just like this... A bad person.

"he is."

Qian Hongfeng seemed to be talking to himself, the young man looked at him in a daze and turned his head and walked away.

The moon slowly climbed up the treetops, and the dew deepened. There was no one in the restaurant or on the long street.

And Qian Hongfeng, who was sitting there eating wine, was still there, and so was the storyteller sitting there.

I don't know if it was because of fear, but the storyteller didn't leave even though his mouth was dry.

Until there was nothing more to say in the words in his mouth, he stood up tremblingly.Wrapped in a chill, she slowly walked to the table where Qian Hongfeng was.

The ground was full of wine, and the jug was rolling all over the ground. It is unknown how much this person drank.

And Qian Hongfeng was lying on the table by herself, her eyes were shining brightly, she seemed innocent at all.

"Master? Master?"

After calling twice, Qian Hongfeng finally raised her head and glanced at him.

That look was extremely cold, colder than the night wind.

"That... son, this story is over, can I go?"

"Ah, it's late?"

"My lord, it's already midnight."

Qian Hongfeng looked up at the old man who was a little blue from the cold and his mouth was cracked, and threw the wine in his hand.

The old man was afraid, but he didn't dare to let go. He took the wine and looked at him blankly.

"You are..."

"Have a drink to warm you up."

The old man didn't know how to drink, but he was afraid that Qian Hongfeng would not let him go because of this, so he was about to drink with the flagon in his arms, but when the flagon was on his mouth, Qian Hongfeng took it away with one hand.

"roll."

"Good good."

After receiving the amnesty, the old man didn't stay for a moment, and immediately ran out of the restaurant wrapped in clothes.

There was no one in the whole room, such a cold and quiet appearance, like the loneliness on Lianhua Peak.

Where there is no him, even the wind is cold.

Qian Hongfeng stood up, supported the table and staggered down the stairs. In the night, when he raised his eyes, he saw a young girl standing there waiting for him.

"Cang Mingyue?"

He came down the mountain without telling anyone, but Cang Mingyue found him and waited for him here, Qian Hongfeng narrowed his eyes for a moment, and even the tone of his voice was cold.

"What are you doing here?"

Cang Mingyue stepped forward, looked up at the man in red, looked at him, and said after a long while, "I know who can break the bond."

tie?

Qian Hongfeng's pupils shrank, and she took two quick steps downwards, looking at the woman standing there.

"you can?"

"Yes, I can."

She looked at him with almost firm eyes, and said again: "I can take you there, are you willing to come with me?"

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