Supreme Immortal Demon

"That's right." The three of them walked to the entrance of the spiral staircase, and Luo Chuan suddenly said: "Are you guys from the cannon fodder battalion protecting Baiye Restaurant here?"

"Several adults went out after receiving a message during the day. Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be in a hurry." The maid smiled brightly and hugged Luo Chuan intimately. Her plump breasts rubbed Luo Chuan's arms intentionally or unintentionally.

"Oh? All the adults in the cannon fodder camp must have received the water mirror image of the murderer and went to hunt him down." Taoist Kongkong smiled inexplicably and looked at Luo Chuan jokingly: "I heard that the murderer is very cunning and cruel. Even if he is given ten pairs of Tianyi, he will not be able to escape."

"The slave family has also heard about it, and many of the previous guests are talking about it. It is really audacious to dare to commit murder for no reason in the wilderness and kill an adult guard."

A faint blush appeared on the maid's face, and she whispered: "However, since all the adults from the cannon fodder camp have been dispatched, the murderer must not have a good end. This time, even Mr. Wang Hu, who is attacking the heavens, I took action personally..."

When the word "Wang Hu" was mentioned, the maid's voice became softer, and her smooth face became more rosy and shiny.

The maid who was immersed in her own feelings did not notice at all that the young man in her arms trembled slightly, and his cold eyes showed deep excitement!

Wang Hu...

It is also known as the Cannon Fodder Battalion, and its leader is named Wang Hu... How can there be so many coincidences in the world!

Brothers in the cannon fodder camp...are you really in the wilderness?

"That Lord Wang Hu, what kind of person is he?" When Luo Chuan raised his head, he had regained his composure and asked curiously.

"Master Wang Hu...he is a man." The maid said shyly with peach blossoms on her cheeks.

Luo Chuan and Taoist Kongkong were stunned at the same time, feeling like they were about to vomit blood.

"He is a real man!" The maid blushed and hurriedly explained: "Master Wang Hu is not afraid of anything. It seems that nothing in this world can scare him. Nothing can make him surrender. A year and a half ago, he led the cannon fodder The adults of the camp were stationed in Bianhuang and were blocked outside Ruoshui Street. The Nu family happened to be there and witnessed him killing more than 20 Taoist monks one by one and walking into Baiye Restaurant with serious injuries. After that day. , the cannon fodder battalion has just officially established a foothold in the border wilderness. "

"Master Wang Hu, how do you look?" Luo Chuan asked.

"Appearance? What should a man do if he wants to be good-looking?" The maid curled her lips: "Others say that Mr. Wang Hu is ugly, but the Nu family thinks that he is a real man."

Luo Chuan smiled and said nothing. A few doubts arose in my heart.

If it were really Wang Hu and the others, although they were large in number, they did not have a single master of the All-Heaven realm. How could they gain a foothold in the border wilderness surrounded by tigers and wolves, and seize such a treasured land? Also, what are they doing in Bianhuang?

"By the way, I forgot about it. Not all the adults in the cannon fodder camp are gone. Master Blood Sword Immortal Tu lost the lot and stayed in the restaurant town, also on the fourth floor." The maid said softly.

"Fourth floor?" Luo Chuan's eyes lit up.

"Exactly, the private room we are going to is on the fourth floor." The maid smiled, tilted her face back, and exchanged glances with Taoist Kong Kong.

While talking, Luo Chuan and the others were almost on the fourth floor.

The monks on the first floor of Baiye Restaurant are all above the Taoist realm and are purely here to have fun. The second floor is divided into two parts. One part is a casino, and the other part is a place for men and women to have sex. The number of monks on the second floor is only 20% of that on the first floor, and most of them are in the Taoist realm. On the third floor, under the dim light and shadow, there was a simple and layered secret room and dark hall, as Luo Chuan walked by. There are nine secret rooms where secret transactions are conducted.

In front of the fourth-floor wooden staircase, Luo Chuan stopped and looked into the hall with Tianmen Dharma.

The thoughts of Dharma swept across the window on the fourth floor. It is a simple elegant room, and the servants and maids who guard the elegant room do not seem to have anything special.

Except for the majestic man holding a beauty in his arms and drinking wine on the far pavilion on the fourth floor, he stood out on the fourth floor of the empty restaurant.

Seeing Luo Chuan stop, the maid had a strange look on her face and glanced at Taoist Kong Kong.

Taoist Kongkong frowned slightly and quickly regained his composure: "Boy, why don't you leave?"

"Why are you here?" Luo Chuan turned to look at Taoist Kongkong.

Taoist Kongkong snorted, looked at Luo Chuan displeased, and said through a message: "Do you think I am willing? The starting price for a private room here is three hundred Saint Yuan coins! Fortunately, there is no one to disturb you, and you can do nothing. You'll be discovered. I'm not here to secretly help you make elixirs! Boy, I've agreed in advance that all the expenses will be borne by you. Don't expect me to pay a penny for you!"

"You've been very considerate of me."

Luo Chuan smiled faintly, and the thoughts of Tianmen followed him like a shadow. How could he not notice the strangeness of Taoist Kongkong on the way.

"Two distinguished guests, the private room is above." The maid lowered her head and said softly.

"Let's go then." Luo Chuan stepped forward and entered the fourth floor hall.

Seeing this, Taoist Kongkong looked calm, and secret joy flashed deep in his eyes.

Under the guidance of the maid, Luo Chuan and Taoist Kongkong walked into the private room one behind the other.

"It's still early now. Usually, guests won't be served on the fourth floor until after midnight." The maid smiled and said, "I wonder what the two guests want?"

"The food and drinks will be served first. I will buy some private goods later." Taoist Kongkong looked at the maid and made a gesture.

The maid glanced at Luo Chuan, nodded with a smile, and exited the private room.

"Private goods?" Luo Chuan raised his eyebrows: "What is that?"

"Private goods mean private transactions, the codeword of Baiye Restaurant." Taoist Kongkong said impatiently.

"It seems that you often come to Bianhuang Blood Castle."

"Not many, only seventeen or eighteen times."

Luo Chuan smiled and stopped talking. Tianmen Fa Nian followed the maid and went into a dark hall on the fourth floor.

In the dark hall, there are six secret rooms, with bronze plates hanging on the secret rooms, and vague seal characters engraved on the plates, which are secret killing, interstitial killing, luring killing, chasing killing, revenge killing and capture killing.

The maid pressed the handprint and opened the secret door of the "capture killing" secret room. In the secret room, three demon monks with gloomy breath were mixing wine.

"Another deal?" A demon monk laughed without looking up.

"That old man, played the codeword, willing to pay 8,000 Saint Yuan coins to let the boy go. It's in the restaurant." The maid said lightly.

"What level of cultivation?"

"It's only the True Dan realm."

"True Dan realm? Eight thousand Saint Yuan coins, this is the standard of the fourth level of Guixu."

"According to the standard of the fourth level of Guixu, it must be alive. Although it is only the True Dan realm, you can't cut corners. If you mess up, it will ruin the reputation of Baiye Restaurant and Cannon Fodder Camp." The maid looked cautious.

"Hehe, Miss Rong, don't worry, we have never messed up. Speaking of which, that old man is really useless. Even a True Dan cultivator has to make such a big scene, and he even brought Baiye Killing Hall specially." The demon cultivator laughed lowly.

"You talk too much nonsense, let's get started." The maid glared at him.

The three demon cultivators stopped talking and began to mix wine, food and spices.

The maid walked out of the secret room and closed the secret door made of unknown material, blocking Luo Chuan's Tianmen Fa Nian.

Luo Chuan put away the Tianmen Fa Nian, glanced at the Taoist Kongkong opposite, and became more certain of his previous guess.

If there was no problem with the cultivation of a powerful sub-emperor, and his strength had not declined greatly, how could he have put up such a big battle to deal with a Guixu cultivator like himself.

Unfortunately, old man Kongkong, he chose the wrong place.

Luo Chuan raised his head and looked outside the private room.

There was a string of beaded curtains hanging at the door of the private room. From Luo Chuan's angle, he could just see the side face of the man on the pavilion in the distance.

It was a handsome face. If there were no scars, he would definitely be a standard handsome man. The traces of time left on his face were not only scars, but also calmness and indifference far beyond the same level of cultivators.

Li Xiaochen, in the former cannon fodder camp, Luo Chuan's top five Daolun masters! Strong body, good at swordsmanship!

During the years in the Paohui camp, Li Xiaochen was the first batch of imprisoned cultivators to surrender to Luo Chuan, second only to Wang Hu, and his relationship with Luo Chuan was naturally extraordinary.

Luo Chuan looked at Li Xiaochen, and his mood calmed down a lot, and he did not immediately step forward to recognize him.

Although they were all friends who had risked their lives, and the three hundred monks of the Cannon Fodder Camp had sworn allegiance to Luo Chuan, time is always the biggest enemy. Deep in Luo Chuan's heart, there is still a trace of confusion and puzzlement about the appearance of the Cannon Fodder Camp in the foreign land.

On the fourth floor of the restaurant, outside the pavilion.

Li Xiaochen held the beauty's breasts in one hand and the wine pot in the other.

The wine in the pot had been drunk, but he did not change it. The beauty's breasts were white and soft, but his hands did not move at all.

"My lord, what are you thinking about?" The beauty curled up in Li Xiaochen's arms and said coquettishly, "Since the departure of Lord Wang Hu and others, you have been absent-minded and too lazy to care about them."

"I'm waiting for Wang Hu and others to come back." Li Xiaochen looked into the distance at night, and inexplicable emotions flashed in his deep eyes from time to time.

"Lord Wang Hu and others left in a hurry early in the morning without saying a word. Do you know where they went?" The beauty asked curiously.

"They... went to pick someone up." Li Xiaochen said lightly.

"Who?"

"A very important person."

"How important?"

"Do you really want to know? The more you know, the sooner you die." Li Xiaochen turned his head and gently pinched the beauty's face: "Do you want to know more?"

"Yes." The beauty's eyes flickered and she smiled playfully: "Because I know that my master will not be willing to kill me. The one who made Master Wang Hu so eager to welcome him must be very powerful."

"Master Wang Hu? Who of us dares to call ourselves masters in front of that person." Li Xiaochen smiled inexplicably, his eyes revealing memories and longing, and he pondered: "At that time, we had all given up. If there are really seven levels of hell in the world, that place is the eighth level. Death is no longer scary, because there, we can die at any time, and every year, every month, every day, every moment, it is worse than death."

"Then what?" the beauty asked.

"Then, that person appeared." Li Xiaochen's eyes revealed a warmth.