A large restaurant in Qicheng has luxurious decorations.

There were three people sitting inside, ordering a table of good wine and food, and slowly eating, drinking and chatting.

These three people seemed to be the three young workers who made a fuss at the Xiakejia Villa Farm last night.

The farm is not a dragon prison or a dragon mystery realm. The people who work in it naturally have freedom to enter and exit.

But you have to go in and out of the special entrance, otherwise you will not be able to enter the farm covered by the maze.

"Is there anything wrong with trying to make a name for himself? Is there something wrong with trying to make progress?" Wang Wenqing drank a glass of beer, his tone full of complaints.

"That's right, it's all right. I'm smart and clever. Unfortunately, there are often horses in thousands of miles, but not men's romances. No one can discover you." The worker opposite advised.

It turned out that they were really playing tricks yesterday, but it was a pity that the condom was okay, but Fang Ning was unable to catch it.

After all, Fang Ning has lived for more than thirty years and has gone through too many routines he has seen.

"Why can't the Venerable pay more attention to me? I've practiced faster than you..." Wang Wenqing drank another glass of wine and complained.

"Yes, it's a pity. If you have a family's own way or have money, you can go to some famous sects... Even if you are not afraid of death, you can go to the nearby Qicheng Special Affairs Office to register, where you recruit students regularly, which is a bit dangerous." The worker opposite advised again.

These two coworkers and Wang Wenqing have a friendship. After all, the other party can be a good person. They also hope that the other party can become more developed and can hug them at that time.

Hearing this, a trace of fear flashed across Wang Wenqing's face and he shook his head: "Forget it, I've asked about the special affairs where I have done it. The elimination rate is a bit high. What are the death quotas in training... It's so scary. As for famous schools, there are many famous people with false reputations. Where is the best place for the Shenlong? They are all famous by real swords and guns."

"Well, yes, that's right..."

At this moment, a voice full of disdain suddenly came from outside the door of the box.

"Hmph, there are still people who want to worship under the sect of the Xiake Jia? Don't you know one thing, he is a arrogant person, only with hawks and dogs, and never accepts humans as apprentices?"

"Who?" Wang Wenqing turned to look at the door, and a hint of panic flashed across his face.

If the words I just complained about are passed to the Venerable, no, as long as they are passed into the ears of Butler Zheng, the work will not be guaranteed.

He was a little self-aware and knew that although his qualifications were much better than other workers, it was nothing more than that.

At most, he has a double F-level vital energy cultivation qualification, which is too far from being stolen.

Therefore, he wanted to continue to hang out on the farm, at least there, not only could he get a generous salary, but he also had a free class like Butler Zheng, who was easy to talk to, which was a hundred times better than outside.

At this time, the door opened automatically and a man who was a few years younger than him walked into.

This man's sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes are obvious to him as the protagonist in the movie and TV series.

After the young man entered the door, he glanced at the three of them, showing a very disdainful look.

This kind of eyes deeply hurt Wang Wenqing.

"Who are you? You are not welcome here." He stood up and said hatefully.

"Sit down." The young man said lightly.

Wang Wenqing then felt a great pressure on himself and couldn't help but sit back.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I want you to send a message to Xiakejia, saying that Shen Xingchen, who was once abandoned, is back!"

When the young man said this, he suddenly shook his whole body, and a green aura burst out from the top of his head. The essence was extremely circling, and it was full of a smell of choosing people...

Seeing this, the three young workers were shocked.

They work on the farm every day, get the moon first when they are close to the water, and they are still knowledgeable, and have worked hard to study the standards for the division of power levels and simple methods of distinction in the era of vitality.

This person's power level seems to be no less than that of the black and yellow Ergou...

You should know that both of them are lake-level strong dogs.

Wang Wenqing stammered: "Please calm down. This is Qicheng, the hometown of Venerable Shenlong. If you dare to do anything randomly, you will be beaten to pieces by him every minute..."

This is the fundamental reason why he doesn't want to be kicked out of the farm.

No matter what, you can always wear a layer of tiger skin, at least monsters will not appear in Qicheng.

But who is the person in front of you?

Shen Xingchen, who is the sacred place? It sounds like he has had a marriage with the Venerable?

At this time, an older coworker next to him entered the farm to work early.

The worker suddenly said in horror: "I understand, aren't you the young boy who came to the door to become a disciple, knelt at the gate for a month, but was finally driven away by the Venerable?"

"Hmph, it seems that someone really remembers me. Very good, very good." Shen Xingchen sneered.

He was a little restrained in the past, but now he is full of a sense of complacentness and satisfaction in his words.

As the saying goes, in thirty years, Hexi, "wealth and honor will not return to our hometown, like embroidered clothes walking at night, who knows it?"

The coworker who recognized Shen Xingchen, after saying that, he pushed Wang Wenqing and whispered: "Let's go back and report the message quickly, don't talk to him more."

Wang Wenqing responded immediately, and he could see that the boy who was a few years younger than him was not a good talkative person. If he couldn't do it well, he would establish his authority with himself...

However, should I play a trick? Such an idea suddenly popped up in his mind, and then a timid thought surged.

Although it is good to use the bitter meat plan, it will cost people a life if you don’t use it well... forget it.

So he lowered his head to Shen Xingchen and said, "Okay, you are waiting here, we will go back to report the news now."

Only then did Shen Xingchen withdraw his breath and let him open the door of the box.

The three of them hurriedly threw a stack of cash on the table to serve as food, and then rushed out of the door together.

………

"A rich man, stop playing, there is a guy coming to find trouble." The old man said excitedly.

"Uh, who is so awesome, dares to come to the door to seek death?" Fang Ning killed a monster with a knife and said casually.

"Do you still remember a boy named Shen Xingchen? You were the one who was too lazy to accept disciples at that time, so you asked Lao Zheng to fool him away?" the old man explained.

"Oh, I remembered it. It seems that this is the rhythm of someone who has achieved great success in his magical skills and he wants to come to the door and slap in the face..." Fang Ning stopped the game and said thoughtfully.

"Haha, he was thinking too much. Since the Hongmeng was opened and the system was born, no one has been able to slap me in the face." The old man said proudly.

"Yes, you have no shame at all, of course no one can beat you." Fang Ning took the opportunity to criticize the old man.

"Damn it, you are scolding me again." The old man said depressedly.

"You go quickly and clean up the kid, let him know that there is a heaven beyond heaven and there are people outside of people, and then get some experience value." Fang Ning responded.

"Well, I think so too, but I always feel that this is a bit of a waste...so I came to consult the host of the sage." The old man hesitated.

"Uh, your intuition is really sensitive. I remember this kid is very qualified..." Fang Ning looked at the monsters in the game, and then said, "He must have made rapid progress. Let's do this. When you teach him a lesson this time, don't try too hard, so that he feels like 'just work harder and you can catch up'..."

"Hey, the rich man is smart. If this happens, he will definitely come again next time..." the old man said excitedly.

"That's it. You should be so mean to be a guy who is neither evil nor very annoying," Fang Ning said heavily.

Afterwards, Xiake Jia had already flew from the villa bedroom window to Qicheng District.
Chapter completed!