Chapter 427: Killing

"What the **** is going on here, the list given to us is very problematic." As he walked out of the pub, Lao Ma lowered his voice and complained to Lu Chen. "What can be wrong with that cook, no Is it just an ordinary person who works honestly? How can there be a relationship with demonism if you don't have any magic power? "

Lu Chen also looked a little puzzled, and frowned slightly, after a while he said, "The list was handed to me by a dead bald, and Fu Yunsi couldn't dare to deceive him. Maybe we just watched it. What did you notice that the cook had hidden? "

The old horse hummed and said, "What's the secret, you tell me."

Lu Chen smiled bitterly, and said, "Isn't it possible that you didn't notice it ... but it shouldn't, you should have lied to me. You have been in the industry for decades, and you have so much experience and experience. I can't hide it from you. "

As soon as the old horse's face moved, he almost laughed, then coughed, and said positively, "You're right."

Lu Chen took a kick and kicked the old horse. Lao Ma smiled and let it go. Then he came with him and thought: "People on this list must have been suspected by Fu Yunsi but haven't It ’s a certain place, so I passed it to us by Master Zhenjun. I do n’t think they would deliberately deceive Zhenjun, but what they found did not tell us at all, so that we returned It's a bit unreasonable to start from the beginning. "

Lu Chen groaned for a moment, suddenly glanced at the old horse, and said, "Have you offended the **** warrior master recently?"

The old horse froze and said, "Don't you talk nonsense, what kind of identity am I, and how dare you offend that one!"

Lu Chen said: "I think maybe it was the one who deliberately gave us a problem, and we have to take the test."

The old horse's eyes rolled around and said, "I'm just a little tadpole. Where can the blood warbler see me in my eyes, I think it's for you."

Lu Chen hummed and said, "What are you doing to me?"

The old horse laughed: "Don't be pretending to be confused, she is a grand master, even if she belongs to the people who can walk besides those true kings, what would you be afraid of?"

Lu Chen glanced at the old horse. The old horse seemed to smile. After a while, Lu Chen sighed suddenly and said, "Let's go, go back." Then, he went forward.

The old horse followed and asked him with a clumsy question: "What about the cook today?"

Lu Chen thought for a while and said, "Come early tomorrow and follow him secretly for a period of time to see if there is anything weird. If not, replace him."

The old horse nodded, and then thoughtfully said, "Actually, I have a feeling. This cook is really suspicious of Fuyunji. Look at the craftsmanship of the cook today, and the slab in the kitchen. At that time, the knives were very skillful at cutting meat and vegetables, and it was clear that they had done the work of the chef for a lifetime. There is no problem. "

Lu Chen sneered, and said, "This is all you think about yourself. If you really want to say this, you say he has a good knife, and I also say that he is a knife. Cut meat fast? Maybe it is human flesh Cut more ... "

"Hey!" Lao Ma said angrily, "I just ate out of that tavern. Don't pull the mess, you almost scared me to vomit."

Lu Chen laughed, reached out and patted the old horse's shoulder, and then suddenly felt a little bit emotional, saying: "However, it was a little unexpected today."

"what?"

"I haven't seen Song Wenji. If she has the list on her side, shouldn't she have come here, strange?"

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On Tianlong Mountain, in Tianlutang, this time it was not in the solemn Tianlutang main hall, but it was replaced by another quiet room, but the person is still the same, or the iron kettle Zhenjun and his righteousness Female Song Wenji.

Probably because this place is more private and unoccupied, the iron kettle Zhenjun also relaxes a lot. He is wearing a soft and comfortable nightgown, while the person is lying on a wide lounge chair half-handed and flat. Put it beside him, holding a crystal clear jade cup in one hand, an unknown but **** scarlet wine in the cup, he put a sip on his mouth from time to time, and then that face would be Reveal a contented and cozy color.

This looks like a fairy-like life, especially beside his thigh. The charming and charming Song Wenji is still kneeling on the ground, smiling, her cheeks are red, and she looks so beautiful like a peach, she stretches out her hands for him Gently beat and massage the thighs.

After a while, Song Wenji laughed and said, "Father, can you be more comfortable?"

Tiehu Zhenjun opened his eyes and smiled with a bit of doting: "It's much better, much better. Thanks to you, I can grow old and enjoy old bones."

Song Wenji Ji laughed out loud and said, "Look at what you said, you are also one of the six true monarchs of Zhenxian League, okay. You can also call the wind and rain in the realm of spiritual cultivation in Shenzhou, but now it seems to be pitiful. No. "

Iron pot Zhenjun sighed, reached out and patted Song Wenji's hand gently, then sat up, and motioned to her to sit beside him.

Song Wenji stood up, dragged a round stool from the side, and sat next to the iron kettle Zhenjun, and then obediently took his free hand to his leg, massaged him gently, and looked really filial full.

The iron kettle Zhenjun's eyes were full of love and compassion, and he looked very satisfied. He also flexed one hand, grabbed one on Song Wenji's plump thigh, and then sighed, saying: "All It's a false name. You look at me as a high-flying and infinitely beautiful person these years, and people in the world almost always look at me like this. There is also Tianlutang here. For many years, I can only keep my integrity and be calm. If there is a difference, other people will talk about various gossips. In fact, the old man practiced his whole life, when he was young, he was really dedicated to the righteousness of the world. For the dignity of Tianlutang, he was exhausted. Now think about it, it is a great grievance. . "

Song Wenji gave a slight pause in her hands, her head bowed slightly downwards, making it difficult to see the look on her face for a while, but then she said softly: "How can this happen, people in the world, including the True Immortal League, are very up and down. Respecting you Tiehu Zhenjun snorted, his eyes seemed disdainful, and his withered palm was gently stroking Song Wenji's leg, meanwhile, "I can see it through, Those people just want me to be that saint, and they just want to be happy and happy every day, hateful! "

As he said, he looked at Song Wenji with a smile on his face and said, "Fortunately, I'm lucky, I can still meet you when I'm old, and I'm old enough."

Song Wenji glanced at him with a smirk and said, "Father, please talk again, I'm annoyed."

The iron kettle Zhenjun laughed and waved, "Okay, okay, I know you're thin-skinned, so don't say that."

Song Wenji smiled, and then seemed to think of something, saying, "Father, I want to ask you something, why don't you let me continue to find people on that list?"

Tiehu Zhenjun said lightly: "Give Tianlan a face, I just swept his face a while ago. If you still follow too closely in this matter, in case someone in the cloud department secretly calculates Just a moment, that's too much. "

Song Wenji froze and said, "Tianlan Zhenjun and his status should not be able to get through with my little girl."

Tiehu Zhenjun took a sip of the bizarre red **** wine in his glass, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "In general, such figures as Zhenjun naturally confess their identities, but what about Tianlan ... … "He was silent for a moment, then continued:" In the past ten years, the world has inherited peace, and only in the entire Alliance of True Immortals, only his puppet division has been battling openly and secretly with the demon, so there are countless deaths and injuries. This person is also a few hundred For the past year, the most murderous incarnation of the League of Legends, Zhenjun. "

His white eyebrows frowned slightly, and said, "I'm not afraid of him, but be cautious about this person."