Supreme Immortal Demon

"Of course. Mr. Luo lives in the same inn as us and is very close to my senior brother."

Before Wang Xiyan could speak, Chen Lu spoke first, with a hint of smugness in his voice.

"Oh, Lingyun Inn?" Lin Mingcong looked suspicious. It was not normal for a big donor who casually took out five million Saint Yuan coins to live in an ordinary inn with no reputation.

"Yes. Mr. Luo and we can be considered friends..."

Wang Xiyan raised her head in embarrassment, her voice was like a mosquito gnat, and it was hard to hear.

Looking at Luo Chuan, she had a friendly smile on her face. Being able to have a relationship with such a big benefactor would not only not be humiliating, but also vaguely elevate her status.

But the next moment, her eyes froze, feeling embarrassed, ashamed and angry.

Chen Lu on the side also looked embarrassed, with a slightly red face.

He saw that Luo Chuan had no intention of acknowledging them, let alone saying hello, as if he didn't know them at all. In the blink of an eye, he was talking and laughing with the masked woman, and left hand in hand.

"you……"

Wang Xiyan's face turned red, and she felt that everyone looked at her strangely. Even the vendors selling night pearls seemed to look at her with ridicule.

Lin Mingcong next to her was staring straight at Luo Chuan's female companion, almost unable to take his eyes away.

Wang Xiyan suddenly became furious, took a step forward, said coldly and loudly: "That's him, Mr. Lin. I told you before that he was the one who stole my personal treasured clothes."

"Him?" Zhang Chixu frowned slightly and said hesitantly, "It's unlikely."

"Is there anything impossible? This man lives in the same inn as us and lives a simple life on weekdays. Only a sloppy old servant follows him. Today's sudden wealth must be the windfall stolen by cheating and kidnapping in the past few days. You two gentlemen, such people are also To be able to live freely in Junyue City, is it because there is no one in Junyue City?" Wang Xiyan stared at Luo Chuan's back and sneered again and again.

"Oh I got it."

Lin Mingcong raised his lips slightly. He was the unquestioned master of the younger generation in Junyue City. The cloth-robed monk in front of him, carrying a huge sum of money and a mysterious beauty, appeared on his territory and lost his face again. He had long been unhappy. I just worry about this person’s background identity. He didn't take action for a long time.

Wang Xiyan's words gave him an excuse.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay." Lin Mingcong said calmly.

Luo Chuan and Luo Fu ignored it and walked straight to the Dao Palace.

Lin Mingcong frowned. Reach out and wave. The family guards who were mixed in the crowd behind him appeared one after another. Rush towards Luochuan and Luofu.

These ten or so Lin family monks all have cultivation levels in the Daolun Realm, and the leader is an old man in the All Heavens Realm, with his aura spreading out. The expressions of the surrounding merchants and monks changed drastically, and they all gave way, quickly leaving an open space.

In the center of the open space, a dozen Lin family monks surrounded Luo Chuan and Luo Fu. The old man at the head glanced at Luo Chuan, with a trace of confusion in his eyes. When his eyes fell on Luo Fu, his heart beat wildly and he quickly looked away.

"What does this mean?" Luo Chuan stopped and asked calmly.

"My young master would like to invite you two." The old man at the head said expressionlessly.

"not see."

Luo Chuan said casually, holding Luo Fu and walking forward.

When he took this step, the air around him swayed, like waves in the sea, and the waves were turbulent. The soles of the ten Lin family monks, including the elders in the heavens, swayed and they took several steps back.

The face of the old man Zhutian changed slightly, and he stared at Luo Chuan, secretly surprised in his heart. This kind of movement and artistic conception is definitely not something that a thirty-year-old monk can possess.

Lin Mingcong and Zhang Chixu behind them were also startled.

At this moment, a black shadow emerged from behind Luo Chuan, transforming into an old man in green clothes, staring coldly at the Lin family monk: "Who do you think you are, how dare you stop my young master."

With that said, Qiu Feng bowed to Luo Chuan and said secretly: "Your Majesty, my subordinates have discovered the lair of Wenxiang Taoist and his family... They are on their way to Tianbaotang."

Luo Chuan's eyes widened and he thought deeply: "Could they be planning to take action at the treasure appraisal meeting?"

"I guess there's something going on." Qiu Feng sent a message: "There are two masters of the Second Emperor among that group of people."

"I will go to the treasure appraisal meeting later, so don't follow me. You stay here and find out the whereabouts of those people." Luo Chuan said.

Qiu Feng nodded, but before he could say anything, Wang Xiyan's strange voice came from behind.

"Master Lin, why haven't you ordered the arrest of this man? This man is a big thief. If he is allowed to go to the Treasure Appraisal Society, he might cause trouble again, and it will only be Junyue City who will be ridiculed."

"Big thief?" Luo Fu turned around, looked at Wang Xiyan, and said funnyly: "If he was really a big thief, would he still spend five million to buy night pearls? Before doing anything, it's better to use your brain first, otherwise you will be laughed at. It’s not just you.”

After the words fell, the merchants and monks around them all nodded slightly and looked at Wang Xiyan with narrow eyes.

Lin Mingcong's face turned red. He glanced at Wang Xiyan accusingly, raised his hands to Luo Fu and said with a smile: "I am Lin Mingcong in Junyue City, and my father is Lin Jiuxian. Although the fairy's words are reasonable, they are unfounded. I hope you two can stay a little longer. moment to be confronted.”

"What's there to confront! This man named Luo steals people's intimate clothes and covets her beauty and treasures. The vixen beside him is not a good thing. He is probably an accomplice." Wang Xiyan looked at Luo Fu, who had attracted everyone's attention. With deep vigilance and jealousy in his heart, he pulled Lin Mingcong's arm and said coquettishly: "Mr. Lin, aren't you also confused by this vixen?"

Before Lin Mingcong said anything, Luo Chuan's eyes turned cold and he looked at Wang Xiyan: "Slap your mouth."

"Yes, sir."

Qiu Feng waited for this moment for a long time and laughed loudly: "You are an ugly woman, you are not even considered vulgar, but you still have the nerve to say that my young master covets your beauty. I hope I don't smash your face!" "

Before he finished speaking, Qiu Feng had already rushed towards Wang Xiyan.

"Stop him!" Lin Mingcong shouted. He was getting more and more fed up with Wang Xiyan, but if Wang Xiyan was beaten in public, it would be his own face that would be damaged.

"It's the young master."

The Lin family guards took action one after another, but their hands were still three feet away from Qiu Feng. The person has been blown away by the cyclone coming out of Qiu Feng's body! No one can come within three feet of Qiu Feng!

"Be bold!"

The Lin family's All Heaven Realm old man roared. Although he knew that the other party was powerful, as the Lin family's law-protecting elder, this matter was related to the Lin family's face, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

Wow!

The body-protecting aura of the old man in the Heaven Realm bloomed all over his body, and his aura surged, attracting all the heavens in all directions, exuding huge power, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a cold light and rushed towards Qiu Feng.

His blow. Already tried his best!

"A clown. He doesn't know whether to live or die."

Qiu Feng smiled coldly. Although he was just one of the many masters of Emperors in the Chaotic Sea Abyss, when he came to Junyue City, he was a towering existence.

Faced with a full blow from the peak of the first level of the heavens. Qiu Feng rolled up his sleeves. Give it a little shake.

Snapped!

The old man of the Lin family still failed to enter the place where Qiu Feng is three feet away. The body-protecting Gang Qi was torn apart, blood spurted from the mouth, and he flew backwards a hundred steps. Heavily mounted on the courtyard wall, life and death are unknown.

The strength of the old servant in blue moved everyone present.

Many traders showed gloating on their faces. The Lin family and the Fawei Sect were arrogant and arrogant in Junyue City, and their words were king's law. Although these casual cultivators complained, they were helpless.

Lin Mingcong's expression changed drastically. Before he could think more, the other party appeared beside him.

Snapped!

Qiu Feng slapped Wang Xiyan on the face. The originally pretty face was completely deformed by the slap, which was terrible to look at.

"ah!"

Wang Xiyan screamed and covered her face tightly.

Qiu Feng was very measured in his attacks, destroying people's faces without fainting from the pain. As a powerful demon, he always enjoyed witnessing the lives of righteous monks worse than death, especially those young monks who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth.

"You...who are you?"

Lin Mingcong took three steps back and stared at Qiu Feng in shock and fear. Zhang Chixu and Chen Lu also had pale faces and retreated to Lin Mingcong's side. No one cared about Wang Xiyan, who was crying to death.

Qiu Feng sneered, retreated behind Luo Chuan, and bowed his head in silence.

"The attack is a bit heavy-handed." Luo Chuan glanced at Qiu Feng, took out a pill from his arms, and threw it to Lin Mingcong: "This beauty pill was given to me for the sake of fellow Taoist Shu. After half an hour, my appearance improved. Then you can recover. That slap just now is a lesson."

Lin Mingcong took the elixir and was speechless.

The opponent was obviously younger than him, but his words and deeds were like those of powerful masters and seniors, as if he would lose his identity by arguing with them.

But the more this happened, the more embarrassed and angry Lin Mingcong became. Wang Xiyan grabbed the pill and stuffed it into her mouth. Looking at the damaged face, Lin Mingcong felt sick and became more and more resentful towards Luo Chuan.

"Who dares to fight outside the treasure appraisal meeting!"

At this moment, a scolding came from mid-air.

Lin Mingcong looked up and felt happy.

The visitors were a male cultivator in black robes and three female Taoists, all four of whom Lin Mingcong knew. Deacon Xia from Tianbao Hall, a male monk in black robes, has known his father for many years. The three female Taoists are disciples of the Tianxing Holy Sect. The leader of the female Taoist is named Zhu Qinghuan. She comes from the Zhu family in Wangxian City, a neighboring city to Junyue City. Like the Lin family, they are a second-level family in the field of the Tianxing Holy Sect. The two families are family friends.

Lin Mingcong's main purpose of coming here to appraise the treasure this time is to establish relationships with several geniuses on the local list through Zhu Qinghuan.

"Brother Lin Shi, is it you? What's going on?" Zhu Qinghuan looked at Lin Mingcong, then at Wang Xiyan not far away, and asked with a frown.

"I've met Uncle Xia Shi, Zhu Shimei... you are finally here."

Lin Mingcong gave a wry smile, walked up to the two of them, and recounted what happened before, intentionally or unintentionally emphasizing that Luo Chuan was the first to steal the personal treasure.

"Hmm...this person seems familiar?"

Zhu Qinghuan's eyes fell on Luo Chuan, and he was startled. Then he remembered something and sneered: "It turns out to be him. A few days ago, Senior Sister Guanghan and I came to Junyue City to announce the son-in-law competition, and we met this person. That Japanese man Dao then thought he was suspicious and turned out to be a sex demon thief. Brother Lin, you have made a great contribution this time." (To be continued...)