Young man on white horse, I am in the human world, who dares to call himself an immortal?

Chaisang City.

The street three streets away from Longshou Street was bustling with cars and pedestrians.

It was in sharp contrast to the deserted Longshou Street.

Baili Dongjun looked at the prosperous scene in front of him and couldn't help but sigh:

"If Longshou Street could be so lively, our business wouldn't be so bleak."

The young man with a gun standing next to him gently rubbed his arm with the gun and whispered:

"Look, Bai Dongjun, that's Chunxianglou. They came here after leaving Gu Mansion yesterday and didn't go back all night."

Baili Dongjun frowned slightly, looked at the brothel in front of him, and said doubtfully:

"Don't talk nonsense, my uncle and cousin are both gentlemen, how could they come to such a place to spend the night?"

Although he was simple-minded, he still recognized at a glance that this was a brothel, a place where poor women sold their bodies.

He remembered the serious and earnest look of his uncle when he taught him, telling him to be strict with himself and set an example.

And his cousin, who had been loved by his mother since he was a child, was even praised for his rare poison skills and had long been designated as the next generation of the Wen family's patriarch.

His mother also told him to learn well from his cousin.

Thinking of this, Baili Dongjun couldn't imagine that his uncle and cousin would stay out all night in Chunxiang Tower.

The gunman sneered.

"Bai Dongjun, men have always been animals with distinct colors. I'm afraid you have misjudged your cousin and uncle for so many years?"

"Especially your cousin, does he look like a quiet person? He is ruthless and erratic. I think your mother has been fooled a lot."

Hearing this, Baili Dongjun laughed and scolded: "You eat and drink for free in my wine shop, and I have never seen you spit out ivory from your dog mouth. Don't talk nonsense."

"You too, dragging me here early in the morning, you see how they don't do business during the day, how can they get in?"

Looking at the closed door, the two drifted in the wind.

Baili Dongjun frowned, left Sikong Changfeng behind, and walked towards Longshou Street on his own.

Halfway through, he just remembered something and immediately patted his thigh.

"Bad thing, our wine shop is not closed."

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Dongjun Wine Shop

Looking at the butcher whose clothes were left on the ground, he frowned and then walked into Dongjun Tavern. Looking at the tavern, it was empty and the door was open. No wonder his second uncle always said that he had two scumbags, a prodigal and a poisonous boy. It seems that it is true that Baili Dongjun is a real prodigal. Then, he walked to the shopkeeper's table and saw a chair there. Wen Jiutian took down the Blood-Crying Demon Knife, threw it in front of the table, and lay down. As the chair swayed, he fell asleep unconsciously. Not long after, two footsteps were heard outside the door. Wen Jiutian's ears moved slightly, and he naturally sensed the arrival of the people. But the footsteps were heavy, and he thought it was a guest who came here to drink. He did not get up or look up, and said in a cold tone. "You two, if you want to drink, wait a little longer. The young boss is out and hasn't come back yet."

Swish——

The sound of drawing a sword rang out.

Wen Jiutian frowned.

"Second uncle, you are really no good. You can't even handle a walking wild chicken, and you want me to do it."

A guard holding a big sword leaped up and chopped down at the shopkeeper's counter.

"Good fellow, it's a killing move right at the beginning. If my cousin was here, wouldn't he be chopped in half?"

At this time, the Blood-Crying Demon Sword on the counter shook and was held directly in the palm of his hand.

The whole wine shop trembled slightly.

"Kui Zheng, be careful, this guy is a master."

Le Zheng, who was standing behind, reminded him.

Because he could make the sword move as he wanted, he was at least in the Vajra Ordinary Realm.

At this time, don't mention how panicked he was.

The sword chopped down, and Kui Zheng saw that he couldn't take it back.

The next second, Wen Jiutian blocked the knife with his scabbard, and then raised his arm slightly, and Kuizheng flew backwards ten meters.

"So, it was you."

Wen Jiutian chuckled: "What a pity, such a good guard, came to the wrong place."

Kuizheng, who fell to the ground, looked at the guard standing on the door and shouted:

"Lezheng, run quickly, but the butcher seniors are not here today. If we don't run, we will all die."

The knife that was just blocked had already shocked Kuizheng deeply.

In front of him, this person is not simple.

Then, Kuizheng saw a robe on the ground emitting a foul smell.

He recognized it at a glance, it was the butcher's robe.

He was horrified, and didn't care whether Lezheng lived or died, he got up and ran for his life.

Seeing this, Wen Jiutian flashed and came directly in front of Kuizheng.

The knife was notHe drew his sword out of the sheath, but held it high, and then chopped it down with a knife, and then he walked behind Le Zheng.

Le Zheng glanced at Kui Zheng, who was motionless.

"Bang——"

Wen Jiutian leaned close to his ear and shouted.

He was so scared that he immediately knelt on the ground, and turned his head to see that Kui Zheng was still motionless.

However, there was a "bang" in the next second.

Kui Zheng's body exploded directly. If Wen Jiutian had not been protected by the Haoran Qi, he would have been covered with blood and flesh.

Le Zheng, who was kneeling on the ground, kept kowtowed on the ground.

The floor was banging.

"My lord... no... young master, spare me, I am also following orders."

Just at this moment, two more footsteps were heard in the distance.

"Oh, there are helpers?"

Wen Jiutian sneered.

"Hey, look, those four people are actually setting up stalls today for the first time?"

It was Baili Dongjun's voice.

"Hey, it's my cousin who's back. You're lucky."

When Le Zheng heard this, he felt that his life was saved and shouted excitedly: "Thank you for sparing my life, young master."

"Spare my life? I guess you'll die the most miserably."

Le Zheng's face changed, but he saw a person sitting on the beam.

The man jumped down, wearing the same clothes as Le Zheng.

Le Zheng couldn't help shouting: "Xue Zheng?"

"This name is so ugly. I'm tired of calling it for so many days." The man undressed and revealed a black dress.

He grinned at Wen Jiutian: "Lei Mengsha."

Wen Jiutian didn't respond to him.

The next moment, Le Zheng suddenly felt itchy all over his body, and there was a sharp pain in his body, which was unbearable.

After just a few breaths, Le Zheng's body turned into mist and disappeared.

Even his clothes were gone.

"Hey, Lei Mengsha?"

Wen Jiutian didn't look at him, but said awkwardly: "I don't know him."

"Hey, buddy, you are so good, so vicious and cruel, let's be friends?"

"Have you heard of the list of young masters of Baixiaotang?"

"I am the Zhuo Mo Duoyan Lei Mengsha. I heard that you defeated Ling Yun yesterday. Isn't it great?"

"No, we have to interact with each other, buddy, hey brother..."

Then, it returned to silence.

Just because, at the moment when the two of them dodged just now, Wen Jiutian used a mute poison on him...

Just then, there was a noise outside the door.

"Hurry, there seems to be a customer in our store."

"Oh, it's my cousin."

Bai Li Dongjun smiled and walked forward, then glanced at the strange man who was hesitating for a long time and couldn't say a word.

"Cousin, this.....he...that..."

"He said his name is Lei Mengsha."

"Hey, boy, is he the Eighth Young Master of Beili you mentioned?"

Bai Li Dongjun looked at Si Kong Changfeng with interest.

The latter nodded and said, "Yes, Zhuo Mo talks too much."

Bai Li Dongjun frowned and said, "I see, he doesn't talk much..."