The snow is flying and the cold wind is blowing.

Zhu Qiqi ran on the snow, and what was colder than snow was the hearts of the people.

Two lines of hot tears kept falling on her cheeks, and she ran wildly, and the chill in her heart was several times colder than the heavy snow: "Shen Lang, Shen Lang! I treat you like this, don't you have any feelings at all? Is your heart actually made of iron?"

In the wind and snow, a figure suddenly stood in front of him.

"Shen Lang! You are finally chasing me!" Zhu Qiqi burst into tears and laughed. After running closer, his face suddenly changed.

I saw a person standing quietly in front of me, like a clay puppet, with long hair loose and cold face, only the sleeves of the clothes and robe, dancing in the wind. If it weren't Jin Wuwang, who would be?

"Let's go! I'll take you home!"

Jin Wuwang stood beside Zhu Qiqi, and his cold hands seemed to have a hot temperature.

"No! I won't go back!"

Zhu Qiqi looked at Jin Wuwang's weird ugly face, but her heart was filled with tenderness: "In this world, there is finally someone who treats me well..."

Once the girl's feelings come, they will be extremely turbulent and turbulent.

She rushed up suddenly, hugged Jin Wuwang's back, and said, "Take me away... I... you and I will not be lonely in the future, because I will treat you well!"

Jin Wuwang turned around, looked at Zhu Qiqi coldly, and said, "You know nothing about my past, have you ever heard that I am frivolous by nature, and I like to play with women and then abandon them hard. Look at them crying..."

His face was ferocious, and Zhu Qiqi was so shocked that he couldn't help but retreat.

"No!" Zhu Qiqi said softly: "When I saw your eyes, I knew you were not like this!"

"Know people, faces, but not hearts!" Jin Wuwang said coldly: "If I say that Shen Lang asked me to pick you up, what about you?"

Zhu Qiqi was stunned. She originally thought she could leave Shen Lang behind, but she didn't expect that when someone mentioned this name, she still felt so unforgettable.

Jin Wuwang said coldly: "If it weren't for Shen Lang, you might like me, maybe you would like Panda, but it's impossible now, because he has been deeply imprinted in your heart! And Shen Lang is unparalleled in the world!"

Zhu Qiqi bit his lip, and a bright look suddenly appeared in his eyes, saying, "Brother Jin, you are indeed a good person! And I have figured it out, I want to help Shen Lang..."

Jin Wuwang said: "Do you know where they will go?"

Zhu Qiqi said: "Of course I'm going to find trouble with the Magic Sword Sect!"

Jin Wuwang asked again: "Where is the main hall of the Demon Sword Sect? Who is the sect leader? Do you know?"

Zhu Qiqi shook his head and said, "I don't know, and Shen Lang and the others must not know..."

Jin Wuwang said, "So they will also go inquire about the news. If you are them, where will you go back?"

Zhu Qiqi clapped his hands: "Of course it is the Beggars' Sect! The Beggars' Sect is the largest gang in the world, and its disciples are everywhere in the world. If you ask who is most likely to see through the secrets of the Demon Sword Sect, then it is the Beggars' Sect!"

"I happened to know that the Beggars' Sect is preparing for a conference recently, recommending a new gang leader, and also dealing with the Magic Sword Sect!"

Jin Wuwang Tao.

Zhu Qiqi was stunned and suddenly pounced on Jin Wuwang: "Thank you! Thank you! Brother Jin, I knew you were the best..."

...

Jin Wuwang and Zhu Qiqi kept rushing to the vicinity of the Beggars' Sect Conference.

This is a huge town, the streets seem quite prosperous, and there are heroes of the world wearing swords and swords everywhere, but they all have joy on their faces, so it is obvious that it is not a bad thing to gather here.

"These people gathered here, probably because they received an invitation from the Beggars' Gang Conference..."

Zhu Qiqi said intimately, and then saw the heroes gathering in Yuebin Tower, and couldn't help but follow Jin Wuwang.

In the Yuebin Building, there were indeed a lot of guests, and most of them were from martial arts. One of them was the most eye-catching.

There were only two people sitting on the table, one man and one woman, the man had a purple face, a lion's nose, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a purple satin nail robe. He was extremely arrogant, but the woman was extremely ugly. Not only did the person look like a meat ball, but there was also a beside her cheek.

The two of them looked extremely close, obviously they were like couples, but they were so unmatched, which was both amazing and funny.

However, no one of the rich tourists in the world dared to laugh out loud, and even came forward to greet him with a respectful expression.

Zhu Qiqi was also very surprised: "The 'Lion' Qiao Wu and the 'Qing'er Lanxin Girl' Hua Sigu, both of whom have arrived here? And they have become couples? This is really amazing!"

She had seen these two people in Renyi Village before, so she naturally knew that they were one of the seven masters in the martial arts world, and her martial arts skills were unfathomable. When she came here, she might have been invited by the Beggars' Sect, and she couldn't help but sigh in secret that the Beggars' Sect's face was so great.

"Brother Jin, look..."

Zhu Qiqi was about to point these two people to Jin Wuwang, but unexpectedly, Jin Wuwang turned his head and looked only at another table.

There was only an ordinary old man on the table. Compared to the rich men in the world, he was the most inconspicuous one, but after Zhu Qiqi glanced at the old man, his eyes could not be removed.

This person looks nothing surprising, about fifty years old, with thin eyebrows and small eyes, and a few goatee beards. Such people can find eight or nine everywhere on the street.

The only thing that attracted attention was that although there were only two side dishes in front of him, there were as many as seven or eight wine pots and glasses to drink. At this time, he was half-squinted, as if he was carefully savoring the taste of the wine. He was already wandering around, and no matter how others called him, he would not wake up.

Jin Wuwang looked at the old man with a very strange expression. After enduring it for a long time, he still didn't come forward to say hello.

Zhu Qiqiqi said: "Does your brother know that person?"

Jin Wuwang shook his head and said in a sequel: "I don't know you! I hope you will never know that person!"

"Brother Jin! Miss Qiqi! Meet again!"

At this time, another person Zhu Qiqi did not expect appeared here.

Accompanied by the quiet greetings, a handsome young man who looked like a young man from a noble family slowly walked upstairs.

When Zhu Qiqi saw him, she seemed to see a devil, and even her hands began to tremble unconsciously.

"It's him! Wang Lianhua!" Jin Wuwang said in surprise.

"Don't you both mind me sitting here?"

The person who came was Fang Ming. At this time, he changed into a white brocade robe. The clothes were decorated with gold edges, which were very luxurious. However, when Zhu Qiqi saw him, he seemed to be a ghost.

"I mind!" Jin Wuwang refused coldly.

"Well!" Fang Ming seemed to have a very good temper and turned around and found an empty seat to sit.

The old man who took seven or eight wine pots to drink suddenly opened his eyes and said, "How about this young man, why not drink a few glasses of wine with me?"

Although his voice was soft, every word seemed to hit the ears of the people present. His inner strength changed his face.

"Of course it would be better!"

Fang Ming sat down opposite the old man with a smile, and said with a smile: "Will you drink, don't stop the glass, the old man is really a rich man in the wine!"

The old man laughed: "Since my husband is so generous, I must know that the wine is so good. Please drink this glass!"

Then he picked up the wine bottle and poured a cup of wine mixed with white color in front of Fang Ming.

"Okay!" Fang Ming drank it all and said, "Good wine! This wine is soft and hard, even though it is mellow and strong, like the north wind in early spring and the setting sun in severe winter. I wonder if it is made of strong barley and bamboo leaf green in the wine?"

"That's right! Please drink the second glass!" The old man smiled and smiled, and poured the second glass of green wine in front of Fang Ming.

"Well... this wine is fragrant and clear, but it is mainly made of Jiangnan's daughter Hong, supplemented by Maotai and bamboo leaf green, and a few drops of lotus leaf wine to mix?"

Fang Ming raised his glass and sniffed slightly, and said with a smile.

"It's... this wine took a lot of effort, but I didn't expect that my husband would know at the first time that he could hear it. He was really the top scholar in the country of wine!"

The wrinkles on the old man's face were stretched out, and he seemed to have met a real confidant: "I tried my best to make seven glasses of wine with the skill of mixing, and today I will be with the best guests!"

This event in the wine made many knights around them stretched their necks and drooled, wishing they could replace them.

Tengteng! Tengteng!

At this moment, a hurrying footsteps came, and the two carried the other to Yuebin Tower. After seeing these two, Zhu Qiqi could no longer bear it and ran over: "Shen Lang!"

The person who came was Shen Lang, but at this time, the humble smile on his face had completely disappeared and turned into a pale color.

"Qiqi...ah...you're still here!"

The panda standing behind Shen Lang sighed and put down the person on his back, causing a commotion.

Zhu Qiqi screamed in shock, it turned out that this was not a living person, but a corpse! The corpse of a seven-bag disciple of the Beggars' Sect!

When this Beggar Gang was in the grand event, seven generations of disciples were killed? When seeing such trouble, even the heroes of the martial arts world above Yuebin Tower had many of them directly applied oil to their feet.

When Pandaer turned the corpse over, Zhu Qiqi screamed again, while Qiao Wu and his wife next to him fell off the wine glass in their hands without knowing it.

The corpse lying on the ground had a handsome face and was very delicate. I guess he was also a handsome man when he was alive, and Zhu Qiqi actually knew this man.

"The Jade-faced Yaoqin God's Swordsman - Xu Ruoyu! Who can kill him in the world?"

Qiao Wu strode over with great shock on his face, looking at the body of the seven masters of martial arts as him.

"Of course it's the Magic Sword Sect. Didn't you see the marks on his body?" Pandaer said coldly, and the three words "The Magic Sword Sect" seemed to have a strange magic power. The people in the world who had not left before were completely cleaned up in the blink of an eye, and only Shen Lang, Qiao Wu and others were left in the entire attic.

Fang Ming and the old man turned a blind eye, as if there was only fine wine in front of him.

"Skillful Hands and Orchid Heart Girl Zhuge" Hua Sigu is skillful and more meticulous. She went forward to carefully examine the wound.
Chapter completed!