Chapter 1425 Practice?

After a while, Zi Nan brought everyone to the outside of a large mansion.

"There are two rooms here, a total of four beds, which should be enough for you to sleep, right?"

Zi Nan looked at the people in a cold tone.

He Sheng grinned: "Thank you, Miss Zi Nan, for leading the way."

"I'll accept this, please accept it."

He Sheng took out a piece of black dragon's dead stone and stuffed it into Zi Nan's hand.

I don’t know if it’s drunk or why He Sheng’s behavior is like giving a tip.

Looking at the fragments of the black dragon's dead stone in his hand, Zi Nan was stunned.

This thing is extremely rare. She wants it, but if she accepts it, wouldn’t it be regarded as a maid by this guy?

"Who do you treat me?"

Zi Nan stared at He Sheng coldly.

He Sheng asked back: "Is Miss Zi Nan not Brother Qing's maid?"

"Maid?"

Zi Nan's eyes were straight: "You are the maid! Your whole family is a maid!"

"I really don't know how the city lord would drink with someone like you!"

After saying this, Zi Nan turned around and left.

He Sheng suddenly felt a little confused and hurriedly shouted to Zi Nan's back: "Hey, Miss Zi Nan, since you are not a maid, then you can return the dead stone to me."

Zi Nan pretended not to hear anything and left straight away.

He Sheng chuckled and didn't say anything.

Several rooms were still clean, with plain quilt covers on the bed. He Sheng and He He had one bed, and Old Man Wei had one bed alone. In the other room, Ning Hongyi and the other two beds were put together, and the three of them squeezed into one bed to sleep.

Perhaps because of drinking, He Sheng lay on the bed for a while and then fell asleep.

The next morning, before dawn, He Sheng got up.

After drinking yesterday, He Sheng felt a severe headache, and in addition to that, he had dry mouth. Fortunately, there was water on the table, He Sheng drank all the water from the teapot in one gulp.

Wei Tang and He Shi were still sleeping, and He Sheng gently opened the door of the room and walked out.

At this moment, Qingyantong also woke up at this time.

The latter house is at the main city gate, and this house is like a large palace. Although all the decorations in the hall are original colors, for example, the beams made of wood are wood-colored, and the bamboo chairs made of bamboo are green.

The various colors in the hall look very incompatible, but the entire hall is extremely empty, just like a palace.

When Qingyantong occupied the mountain and became the king, many people said that it was a ghost city, but Qingyantong dared to break through.

As a result, after coming in, I found that there was nothing in the city, just a dead city.

I heard that this city has a history of hundreds of years, but the furniture in each room in the city has been decayed, so there are these incompatible tables, chairs and benches in the main hall.

Of course, the innermost bed in the hall is excellent, the willow bed, which is left behind in the hall itself.

"Sir, it's still early, let's sleep for a while."

The voice of Feng Zai was soft and there was a lazy smell.

Qing Yantong said, "It's getting late. I got drunk yesterday and couldn't sleep now. I'll get up and practice guns. You guys can sleep for a while."

"Oh by the way, it's dawn later, I'll send some breakfast to Brother He and the others."

Qing Yantong said as she got off the bed and started dressing.

Zi Nan's face was full of reluctance: "Master Lord, what's the good thing about that boy named He Sheng?

Could it be that there is really someone in this Damen Mountain that the city lord cannot afford to provoke?”

"Ha! I can't afford to provoke many people, but even if I can't afford to provoke me, I can still cut him into three layers of skin."

"However, this guy named He Sheng is very interesting. I haven't found someone who has such an appetite for many years."

A funny curve appeared on Qing Yantong's lips: "Not to mention the drinks and talks yesterday, just the provocations before drinking."

"I ask you, who dares besides the sect leaders of those sects in this Damen Mountain?"

Zi Nan suddenly lost all of her words.

Qing Yantong has put on her underwear.

"Then you can't just stop attacking this kid just because he speaks rudely, right?

Lord, you are so kind."

"Stop coming, let's tell you the truth. The reason I like this kid is because his personality is very similar to mine.

Hahaha, I remember when I entered Damenshan, I was as fearless as him. Only such a person can achieve great things in the future.”

"You don't understand."

After saying this, Qing Yantong put on the last button on her clothes. He picked up a spear from a shelf beside the bed and walked out of the hall.

The spear is made of solid meteorite. The tip of the spear is grinded silver and weighs 340 kilograms. This is Qingyantong's weapon.

Practicing guns every day is an indispensable homework for Qing Yantong. His gun never comes out and he never carries it on his body, because this gun has been following him for decades and has long developed spirituality.

call!

In the empty space outside the hall, a long spear swung and bursts of crying.

With a spear in hand, Qing Yantong had an outstanding figure and a ghostly figure. She looked back at the moon with one move and looked back at the moon was similar to a horseback. She leaned back to the extreme, and the tip of the spear suddenly pressed against her face and stabbed out.

Without using cultivation, the air around solidifies only by relying on the power of the body.

Qing Yantong only knows nine-stroke shooting skills, but these nine-stroke shooting skills have been mastered since he was a child and has long been superb.

When fighting against someone, as long as the gun is used, it often takes only one or two moves to kill masters of his level.

Although the Old Wu City is not as popular as other sects, the violent methods of the Old Wu City are well known to everyone in Damen Mountain.

Even the old man Wei Tang, who entered the old martial arts city, dared not say that he could go out alive, which shows how powerful this city lord is.

"Brother Qing, did you practice guns so early?"

A voice came from the steps behind him.

Qing Yantong was stunned and turned around and saw that He Sheng had come behind him at some point.

Qing Yantong was not angry but happy. He was happy because of He Sheng’s casual and straightforward personality. It was obviously on his own ground, but this guy was wandering around without hesitation in the early morning.

You know, the side courtyard he slept last night was nearly one mile away from his main hall, which shows how long he had been walking around.

"Hahaha, we both have the same point as we get up."

Qing Yantong paused her spear to the ground, and cracks appeared on the floor in an instant: "Brother, practice?"
Chapter completed!