Assassin Seven, starting in Shennong Kingdom!

Chapter 111 Chance Encounter

Qin Ming was walking on the street.

We went to the familiar inn, snack shop, and Tianlian Pie restaurant.

Lianzang died, and his tombstone is in the Tianlian Sect. In front of the tombstone is his wine gourd, but Qin Ming knows that he actually doesn't like to drink.

When he arrived, Jiang Huilian was sweeping the tomb.

"..."

"Your sect leader didn't tell you to practice your skills properly, but instead made you sweep the floor here?"

Jiang Huilian, who was just over ten years old, had gradually grown up and could be seen as the future eldest disciple of the Tianlian Sect. Upon hearing this, she stopped, picked up the broom, looked up at him, and said with clear eyes, "Master didn't tell me what to do except practice. I've finished practicing, so I came here to clean."

"You like sweeping?"

Qin Ming was speechless. Did he have this hobby?

"It's just that none of my senior brothers and sisters, or junior brothers and sisters, came, so I came instead."

His tone was as calm as a still pond.

A mind as still as water, perfectly natural.

He was indeed a natural talent suited to the Heavenly Lotus Sect's martial arts. If it weren't for Chi Ya, perhaps...

No, why would I have such a thought?

When Qin Ming had this thought, he became somewhat alert. When did he become so concerned about rules and only care about martial arts?

Shaking his head inwardly, Qin Ming pointed to the wine gourd in front of Lianzang's tomb as he left, "This guy doesn't like to drink."

"Yes, I know. Senior Brother Lianzang told me about it."

"You said that?"

Qin Ming was somewhat puzzled, as Lian Cang never mentioned this matter to anyone.

Jiang Huilian, however, seemed to have known all along, explaining, "Brother Lianzang once said that wine is actually very hard to drink, and that if he were to pass away one day, he would never drink it again..."

As he spoke, his gaze dimmed.

Qin Ming was speechless for a moment.

If you don't want to drink, then don't drink. Are you just looking for trouble?

"Senior sister, the sect leader wants to see you."

Just then, a young man with blue hair walked over and called Jiang Huilian over.

Qin Ming glanced at it; red teeth… Red Teeth, huh?

This guy is stubborn too. It seems like not many people who are destined for the power of the Blood Demon are normal.

After leaving the Tianlian Sect, Qin Ming encountered Lanming Hua at a roadside stall.

"Handsome, is something on your mind? Tell me so I can cheer you up."

"..."

He gestured for Qin Ming to sit down, and then expertly called the owner to serve the food, "Boss, bring this handsome guy a plate of stinky tofu to try. The taste is amazing, I guarantee you've never had it before."

"Your order of stinky tofu is here! Please enjoy!"

Lanming Hua's attire is the complete opposite of Qin Ming's.

Qin Ming was dressed in a black brocade robe, which was not fancy, but the hem was embroidered with exquisite patterns in gold thread, making the robe itself quite valuable.

Unlike Lanminghua, he doesn't look like he's here to eat at a roadside stall at all.

Seeing this, the stall owner became a little reserved, and quickly slipped away after serving the stinky tofu, without even giving him the dipping sauce.

Qin Ming, "..."

"Being the boss must be tiring, handsome."

Lanminghua, with an expression that suggested he had expected this, took a bite of the fried stinky tofu.

Qin Ming nodded. "Indeed."

I took a bite of stinky tofu, and then... another bite.

He chatted casually with Lanminghua.

"Boss, one serving of stinky tofu, please."

"okay!"

This was just a roadside stall, probably the territory of some small gang; Qin Ming didn't remember it.

They also failed to notice the two figures sitting at the next table.

Another moment passed...

"Boss! It's time to pay the stall fee."

"Didn't we just hand it in yesterday?"

"What you paid yesterday belonged to the Earth Dragon Clan, but since last night it belongs to our Blackwater Gang! Hand over the money!"

Several figures spoke arrogantly.

The boss is just an ordinary person with no martial arts skills. Although most people in Xuanwu Kingdom have some martial arts skills, not all of them are experts.

Some of the local Xuanwu people are just ordinary people. They can't join major sects, and the smaller factions are constantly clashing and can't live in peace.

Ordinary people who want a more stable life usually do small businesses to make a living.

At this moment, he dared not speak out against the several burly men from the Blackwater Gang. He could only pay them money. When he didn't have enough, he was pushed and fell to the ground.

"Hey, young man, leave some room for maneuver, so you can meet again in the future. Give me some face and don't make things difficult for him."

Lanminghua intervened.

The three members of the Blackwater Gang turned to look at Lanminghua. The burly man in the lead, holding a large knife, said, "Tsk! Who are you? I'm the leader of the Blackwater Gang! You..."

"Rotten Life Hua, 'Master'~"

That Blackwater Gang leader is just here to collect money. These small forces are not like the Heavenly Dragon Gang or the Pill Pavilion, which have vast territories.

Their territory is relatively stable, and all kinds of shops and stores need to pay rent. Not to mention that Dan Pavilion mainly sells pills, so it is not short of money at all.

To put it bluntly, these small gangs are thugs, so they can only survive by extorting "protection money."

It was unexpected that the deputy leader of the number one gang in Xuanwu Kingdom would be eating stinky tofu at a roadside stall. Coupled with Lan Minghua's beggar-like appearance, it was really too deceptive.

However, the other party was not blind. He noticed Qin Ming sitting in front of Lanminghua and stopped in his tracks.

This guy's clothes... don't seem like those of an ordinary person. Let's test him.

The Blackwater Gang leader immediately clasped his hands in greeting and asked, "And who... this senior is?"

He originally intended to use any title, but an invisible pressure caused him to subconsciously say "senior" as soon as he spoke.

After glancing at the other person, Qin Ming stood up without saying a word, paid the bill, and left.

cold!

Despair overwhelmed his nostrils like a tidal wave. The burly man stood there blankly, and after Qin Ming walked away, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed with a deathly pale face!

"Master!"

"Master, what happened to you...!?"

The two Blackwater gang members were terrified when they saw this, and realizing they had messed with someone they couldn't afford to offend, they dragged the burly man away.

Lanminghua chased after him, one hand in his pocket, glancing sideways as he said, "You went too far, didn't you? It was a bit excessive, but we're just trying to make a living, it's not easy."

"I didn't make a move."

Qin Ming said calmly.

"what?"

Lanminghua carefully examined Qin Ming and secretly exclaimed in amazement. How come this guy's skill level seems to have improved so much again?

What a scary guy...

Lanminghua was even a little nervous. Although he had a good relationship with Qin Ming, Qin Ming was still too young.

He could vaguely sense that Qin Ming was currently in a state of confusion, and if he wasn't properly guided, he might go astray, which would be terrible.

This guy's talent is terrifying. If he goes astray, he might become another demon... Sigh...

At the stall, the woman in red gazed thoughtfully in the direction the two had left.

Has it already escalated to this level?

Or is the Phantom Blade Demon still in your hands?

This is getting more and more interesting. I wonder who will be stronger, you or that monster?

Ah……