Chapter 1827: Just a robber

However, it doesn't look like he is a descendant of the Zhaoyang Empire. Because Su Chen did not sense the special aura of Zhaoyang Sacred Heart Technique in him.

Although he was far away, with the strength of Su Chen's soul power, it was impossible for him not to be able to sense it if the other party practiced Zhaoyang Sacred Heart Technique.

If the other party is not from Central Continent, its origin is even more confusing.

"I wonder why Mr. Su Chen came to our Qicheng today?"

After drinking a few glasses of wine, the Lord of Qicheng finally got to the point and asked this question.

"Our Holy Danxin Sect needs more samples to study the poison of living corpses, so I came here personally to collect samples, and I hope the city lord will cooperate."

The young man pretending to be Su Chen took a sip of wine and said calmly.

"Easy to say, easy to say. We will definitely cooperate."

The Lord of Qicheng City said quickly.

"Hey, have you heard? This man named Su Chen has been to several cities around us. He has been to all the cities in this area."

"Really?"

"Really, every time he goes to a city, the city lords of those cities will entertain him with a banquet just like our city lord. He hardly does anything serious and just eats, drinks and feasts every day. I almost have to doubt that he is here to collect samples. I just go to various cities to get food and drinks.”

"No way? People from the Four Holy Sects should not do such a thing."

Not far from Su Chen, two senior officials of the City Lord's Mansion were whispering, and the content of their conversation fell into Su Chen's ears word for word.

Hearing that his name was being ruined by others, Su Chen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, with a cold light in his eyes.

At this time, the banquet has also reached the middle stage.

The Lord of Qicheng clapped his hands, and immediately, a group of dancers wearing gauze slowly walked out from the door on the side of the hall.

Each one has a slender waist and long legs, with a looming white chest. They dance softly to the music of silk and bamboo.

The Lord of Qicheng smiled and said: "A crude show cannot be put on the stage. I hope Mr. Su will like it."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

When the young man pretending to be Su Chen saw this group of dancers, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he straightened up from his seat, looking up and down at the dancers in front of him.

Seeing this scene, the city lord and other people at the banquet smiled knowingly. It was only normal for young people with strong blood to be interested in these things.

"Master Su, regarding the poison of the living corpse..."

The city lord continued to talk about the poison of living corpses, but the fake Su Chen was obviously no longer interested in this topic and was focusing on the dancing girl.

His eyes quickly noticed one of the leading dancers. This dancer's dress is relatively conservative and not so sexy compared to others.

However, with her delicate face, soft figure, and fair skin, it is obvious that she is a rare beauty. Her appearance and temperament surpass those of other dancers.

The city lord was talking, but when he saw the other party staring at the dancer, the city lord couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart, he stopped talking, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared.

"City Lord, this is..."

As expected, the fake Su Chen quickly pointed at the dancer and asked.

When the city lord heard the question, he could only force out a smile and said: "This is a mere incompetent girl. She looks like a plum blossom and willow. There is nothing eye-catching. I'm afraid her poor dancing will pollute the eyes of the distinguished guests. I'll do it right now." Let her get down and stop jumping."

As he spoke, the Lord of Qicheng also cursed himself secretly, why he wanted his daughter to be the dancer? He was simply out of his mind.

However, since I have already explained that she is my daughter, I think the other party should give me this face and not mention this matter again.

But soon, the Lord of Qicheng realized that he was completely wrong.

The fake Su Chen, when he heard that the pretty dancer turned out to be the daughter of the city lord, immediately said directly: "I will be looking for samples of the living corpse poison in Qicheng in the next few days, so let your daughter be my guide. "

As he spoke, his eyes glanced randomly at the chest of the city lord's daughter, with an impatient look in his eyes.

With him acting like this, who wouldn't know what he wants to do?

The so-called guide is just an excuse. Needless to say, the real purpose is known to everyone present.

The face of the city lord of Qicheng suddenly turned pale, and his body swayed a few times, and he said quickly: "Sir, my daughter usually never goes out of the house at home. In the terrain of Qicheng, she is afraid that there is no outsider. It’s clear that I’m definitely not qualified for the role of guide, so why don’t I choose a new guide for you?”

"No, I want her."

The counterfeiter said firmly.

"But……"

What else does the city lord want to say.

The counterfeiter's face had darkened, and he said: "Is this how you, Qicheng, treat the distinguished guests of the four holy sects? We have worked so hard to develop antidotes in our sects just to be treated so lightly by you.