Supreme Immortal Demon

"Sir!"

The maid was delighted to see Li Xiaochen, and hurriedly saluted, secretly relieved.

I don't know since when, the masters of the Cannon Fodder Camp gradually became the backbone of the people in the Baiye Restaurant. From the resistance when the Cannon Fodder Camp just occupied the Baiye Restaurant to the respect of the Cannon Fodder Camp in the Baiye Restaurant, it only took more than a year.

The Blood Sword Immortal Tu Lord in front of him is not only ranked at the top of the Cannon Fodder Camp, but also has a lot of prestige in the Baiye Restaurant, second only to Lord Wang Hu. In the latest ranking of the top ten masters of the Border Wasteland Daolun Realm, there are three people from the Cannon Fodder Camp alone, and Lord Blood Sword Immortal Tu is one of them, ranking fourth.

"Sir. That man saw through the killing situation."

The maid walked in front of Li Xiaochen, blushing, with a charming look in her beautiful eyes, and said carefully, with a slightly ashamed tone.

The three bartending demon cultivators on the side were also embarrassed, with their heads drooping.

The four were immersed in the shame of failure. When they saw Li Xiaochen coming, they seemed to have seen the backbone. They only wanted to deal with the boy in the private room as soon as possible, and did not pay attention to Li Xiaochen's tone and expression, including the two pots of wine he was carrying.

"You only used the fourth-level standard of Guixu to deal with him?" Li Xiaochen glanced at the private room, and his tone was absurd and funny.

The four were stunned.

"My lord, he is only a real Dan realm..." The maid was stunned, and her eyes fell on the two pots of wine in Li Xiaochen's hand, and she was stunned again.

"Hahahaha, okay, okay, you didn't lose unfairly. If you want to deal with him, I'm afraid even the standard of Daolun realm is not enough."

Li Xiaochen laughed, holding the wine pot, and walked towards Luo Chuan.

The maid and the three demon cultivators were surprised. In their unbelievable eyes, Li Xiaochen handed the wine pot to the boy, and there was a hint of excitement in his respectful look.

"Boss!"

"Li Xiaochen."

"Drink."

"Drink."

The two wine jugs collided with each other. The cold wine splashed out, but the two pairs of eyes were equally enthusiastic.

Not only the maids and demon cultivators in the private room, but also dozens of maids and servants in the Dark Night Killing Hall all stared at the man and the teenager who were drinking in the private room.

That "private cargo", a 12-13-year-old True Dan realm cultivator, turned out to be the boss of the Blood Sword Immortal Butcher Li Xiaochen?

The Blood Sword Immortal Butcher is not only a top-level master in the Cannon Fodder Camp and the White Night Restaurant, but also a well-known figure in the entire Border Wasteland Blood Castle.

If today's events were to spread, it would become the heavy news of the Border Wasteland Blood Castle this month within half a day!

In the private room, only Luo Chuan, Li Xiaochen and four servants of the Dark Night Killing Hall were left. Taoist Kongkong had slipped away at some point, and Luo Chuan and Li Xiaochen drank strong liquor. As if they had not noticed.

"Blood Sword Immortal Slayer? Xiaochen, who gave you this nickname?"

"Hehe, Boss, I gave it to you myself. Do you remember that supervisory leader back then..."

"Blood Hand Immortal Slayer?"

"Hahaha, that's right. Xiaochen was thinking at the time, how could that guy have such a domineering nickname? If I can get out one day, I will definitely take his nickname! Fortunately, Boss is here, Xiaochen can be said to have gotten what he wanted."

"So you call me Boss because I helped you take such an ugly nickname?"

"Is this ugly? If Boss thinks it's ugly, Xiaochen will change it tomorrow!"

Just then, a sound of horse hooves came from outside the Baiye Restaurant, which was particularly loud and harsh in the snowy night.

Four "iron streams" rushed towards the Baiye Restaurant from the four directions of southeast, northwest, and northeast. One by one, monks wearing black armor and blood robes rode on Pegasus, stepped on the flying snow in the air, and galloped over!

Cheers and noises rang out on the first floor of the Baiye Restaurant, resounding through the roof.

"The adults from the cannon fodder camp are back!"

"I saw Lord Wang Hu."

"What day is today? All the adults are here."

The maids and servants in the Dark Night Killing Hall looked out the window in surprise, and couldn't help but whispered.

In the private room. The maid quietly raised her head and glanced at the cloth-robed boy. She saw the boy put down the wine pot and his face was calm. Only a hint of expectation was faintly revealed in the depths of his eyes, as quiet as the night.

"Boss, they are all back." Li Xiaochen said softly.

Buzz!

The maid was struck by lightning, and her head rang. She looked at the boy in shock. Her heart seemed to be scratched by 100,000 kittens, and an incredible guess flashed through her mind.

Heavy snow fell on Ruoshui Street, neither floating nor sinking.

In a blink of an eye, Ruoshui Street became quiet again, and the four iron cavalry had disappeared in front of the Baiye Restaurant.

Footsteps sounded from the stairs on the fourth floor of the Baiye Restaurant.

The first person to come up was a giant man who was over ten feet tall. Even though he was wearing an iron armor robe, it couldn't hide his superior physique. Anyone who practiced cultivation could feel his terrifying physical cultivation in a breath.

There was a long scar on his face, from left to right, from top to bottom, across his entire face. At first glance, he looked extremely hideous and ugly.

But at the second glance, the man exuded a heavy aura all over his body. In his deep eyes, the vicissitudes of life were ups and downs. The twisted scar was no longer so ugly, but full of a manly flavor that particularly attracted women.

"My lord!"

"My lord!"

"My lord is back."

The maids and servants in the Dark Night Killing Hall saluted respectfully and looked at the man with reverence.

Amidst the awe-inspiring gazes, the man raised his hand, rolled up two pots of strong liquor, and strode towards the private room with the wine pot.

The maids and servants were all startled, and an absurd thought flashed through their minds. They looked at the boy in the private room and their breathing stopped.

The man appeared in the private room after opening the bead curtain. He looked at the cloth-robed boy opposite him, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then he calmed down, as quiet as the night, and walked away without saying a word.

The boy stood up, also without saying a word.

Bang!

In the shocked eyes of everyone in the dark night hall, the two hugged each other tightly and then separated.

"Wang Hu."

"Boss."

"Drink."

"Drink."

After drinking a pot, Luo Chuan wiped his mouth and looked at the giant in front of him.

In the cannon fodder camp that fell into the Wanqiu Ancient Heaven Tower in the past, the first person Luo Chuan knew was Wang Hu, and the first person he beat was also Wang Hu. Then Wang Hu became Luo Chuan's first brother in the cannon fodder camp. In just a few years, Luo Chuan became Luo Boss, and Wang Hu became the second person under Luo Chuan, and he was also the first Luo family gang brother to accept the training of the Demon Luo Xianyan.

"Boss, I didn't expect you to be gone for several years." Wang Hu's voice was full of excitement.

"Only two or three years." Luo Chuan smiled: "I said I would come back."

The Dark Night Hall was filled with iron-clad blood-soaked giants, more than 170 people. Each of them was excited and their eyes were burning.

Each of them carried two pots of strong liquor in their hands and walked into the private room one by one.

"Boss."

"Liu Shaoyang."

"Drink."

"Drink."

...

"Ding Yanxing."

"Lv Fengyang."

"Big Stone."

"Golden Hair."

...

Every time a cannon fodder brother came in, Luo Chuan could accurately call out their names, but most of them only had nicknames in the cannon fodder camp and had not been mentioned for many years. Every nickname that came out of Luo Chuan's mouth would cause laughter.

Although the maids and servants in the Dark Night Killing Hall had a vague guess, they were still stunned when they saw the scene in front of them. No one dared to move, and the vague murderous aura emanated from the cannon fodder brothers and enveloped them.

"Boss, this old man wanted to escape. We caught him back."

A brother of the cannon fodder camp walked up with Taoist Kongkong, threw him on the ground, and sneered: "This man is extremely wretched. He didn't forget to stare at the girl's chest while running away."

After the voice fell, there was another burst of laughter.

Li Xiaochen walked up, looked at Taoist Kongkong jokingly, and kicked him: "But a small fry of the second level of the true way dared to set his sights on our boss. Old man, how do you want to die?"

Taoist Kongkong was kicked in the buttocks. He screamed in pain, his eyes fell on Luo Chuan, and a strong bitterness appeared at the corners of his mouth.

In order to capture Luo Chuan alive in order to study the pill formula, he brought Luo Chuan to the Baiye Restaurant with a powerful cannon fodder camp. It was originally a foolproof layout, but he didn't expect that Luo Chuan would see through it first, and then. The Rendan boy turned into the boss of the cannon fodder camp!

The stupidest thing in the world is to bring the person you want to murder back to his lair without knowing it.

From beginning to end. I was being played by him... Who is he?

"Boss, let me do it. I haven't killed anyone for you in a long time." Wang Hu put down the wine pot and whispered.

"Second level of the true way?"

Luo Chuan looked at the Taoist Kong Kong with interest. The former sub-emperor-level strongman, the generation of Dan Dao master who made Jiulongjun personally invite him, has become a true Dao cultivator who is like a small fish in the eyes of Wang Hu and others. No wonder he hides and sneaks around.

"Wang Hu, don't kill him. It's still useful to keep him."

Luo Chuan patted Wang Hu's back. With his current height, it is really difficult to pat Wang Hu and others on the shoulder.

"I heard that there are more than 180 people in the cannon fodder camp, why are there only 178 brothers here?" Luo Chuan asked as he scanned the Dark Night Killing Hall.

Wang Hu turned around and looked at the brothers. After a while, he said, "Yue Feiyun and his team are missing. We are all looking for the boss separately. They must have run far away. They will be back soon after receiving Xiaochen's call."

As he spoke, another brother walked into the private room and toasted Luo Chuan.

"Enough, enough, do you really want to get the boss drunk?" Li Xiaochen stood in front of Luo Chuan and snorted coldly.

"Mr. Li, you have already drunk with the boss, but we haven't! How come, that's the end?" The brother also snorted coldly and confronted Li Xiaochen without giving in.

"Of course we have to continue drinking, but in a different way. It just so happens that we haven't seen each other for so long, and I guess there are a lot of things to talk about. It's better to change the environment." Li Xiaochen raised the corners of his lips and blinked.

The brothers of the cannon fodder camp on the opposite side immediately reacted and smiled strangely.

Most of the brothers of the cannon fodder camp smiled mischievously, and Wang Hu was no exception. Only Luo Chuan looked puzzled and secretly wondered.

Li Xiaochen smiled slightly, took a step forward, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly: "Someone! Come on, girl!"