Chapter 870: Very thirsty, very thirsty

Now Li Guanhai is considering whether to take action and subdue the three people including the mysterious poster.

After careful consideration, I finally gave up the idea.

The cultivation level of the mysterious building owner in front of him is unfathomable. Li Guanhai is not afraid of fighting alone, but in a fight with such a strong person, the slightest breath leaked may destroy a city.

With such a big commotion, the court will definitely focus all its attention on the fight between the two mysterious powerhouses. The Qijuemen Competition will be temporarily put on hold, and there will be no way to investigate the Xuanmen in a short time.

After weighing the pros and cons, Li Guanhai felt that there was no need to take action, at least not for the time being.

The only reason for taking action was that there was a conflict of interest between the two parties. Both he and the other party wanted to win the Qijue Sect Competition and gain the opportunity to enter Xuanmen.

It is precisely because of this that the other party will send a killer to assassinate him.

If a hit is missed, this mysterious organization hiding in the dark will not give up. Seeing that the Qijue Sect competition is coming to an end, they will only become more unscrupulous and kill him at any cost.

It seems that the next few days will be uneven.

However, Li Guanhai was not afraid. An assassin who could successfully assassinate him did not exist at all, at least no such person could be found in Da Luotian and the Upper Realm.

"Get up." The mysterious landlord finally stopped punishing Shen Yuyu, his voice was calm and indifferent.

"Thank you for your forgiveness, father." Shen Yuyu put his palms on the ground and stood up unsteadily. He felt as if his whole body was about to fall apart. He wanted to fall asleep, but he still relied on his will to hold on.

Qian Long watched everything with cold eyes, the corner of his mouth raised an imperceptible arc, and he sneered in his heart.

Oh, a country is easy to change, but a person's nature is hard to change. This loser will eat more than fight, and he will get into trouble sooner or later.

He put away his thoughts and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, please tell me how to solve Zhao Zi's problem."

The mysterious poster said: "I thought he was just a young hero trained by the Qijue Sect in Jiangzhou, and he was not a big threat. Unexpectedly, the assassination he was sent never returned, and even the mark planted in the divine sea was erased."

"What do you mean by the poster, that Zhao Zi is weird?" Qian Long speculated, rolled his eyes, and said, "Maybe he has a special status, and there is a mysterious strong person secretly protecting him?"

The mysterious poster raised his left hand, and his sleeves slipped off, revealing a generous palm. A line of black mucus shuttled back and forth between his five fingers. He was very smart. "The strong man who can erase the mark I planted must have a strong cultivation level." It’s really shocking, but..."

"But what?" Qian Long asked.

"It may not be that he erased my mark. There is another possibility. He killed the assassin. When the assassin died, the mark imprinted on his divine sea naturally disappeared."

When Qian Long heard this, he nodded repeatedly, feeling that this was a very possible possibility.

He remained silent, waiting for further words.

The mysterious poster said in a low voice: "I will solve this matter. You don't have to worry. Your responsibility is to take good care of him. If trouble occurs again, he will be punished with the same crime."

"Yes." Qian Long trembled and lowered his eyebrows.

At the same time, the mysterious landlord turned into a ball of black smoke and disappeared into the room.

The invisible pressure that shrouded every corner of the room immediately receded like a tide. Shen Yuyu, who was holding on without falling, finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell down.

Qian Long saw it, but did not help him and let the back of his head hit the ground heavily.

If an ordinary person was hit on the back of the head like this, he would probably be paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life.

Qian Long straightened up, breathed a sigh of relief, looked sideways at Shen Yuyu who was lying on the ground and passed out, and sneered in his heart: "The host of the building is so amazing and talented, yet he gave birth to such a useless person."

Regardless of disdain, people still need to be taken care of and taken care of.

Qian Long carried Shen Yuyu on his shoulders like a rice bag, left the brothel, boarded the carriage and returned to the inner city.

As soon as the two left, a young man who was as gentle as jade, handsome and handsome came to the door.

The woman who was about to return, waving a round fan in her hand, stopped, her beautiful eyes filled with brilliance.

She had never seen such a shocking man in her life. She immediately greeted him with a charming look and a smile as bright as a flower, "I saw a handsome young man coming from a distance, but do I miss my family? Hahaha."

The person who came was none other than Li Guanhai. He smiled slightly and said, "I have met my sister?"

"Of course there is no such thing..." the woman said, gently brushing the fan embroidered with a big red peony on his chest, "But I always feel that this is not the first time I have met the young master, and I feel like I have known him for three lives and three generations." Familiarity, sir, why do you think this is?"

Her voice is tender, sweet, and sticky. Coupled with her charming face and charming expression, it is very sultry and tickles people's hearts.

"Perhaps we really have some connection in previous lives." Li Guanhai looked calm and did not show his unbearable pig brother appearance.

"Ha." The woman pursed her lips and smiled, her red lips parted slightly: "Young Master is thirsty. Do you want to come to my house to quench your thirst?"

Li Guanhai was not sure whether this thirst-quenching act was serious or not, but how could Qilinzi, the majestic young master of Yunwei Division who was said to have the talent to become a god, back down?

He nodded immediately and said crisply: "I'm very thirsty, very thirsty."

"Hehehe." The woman laughed so hard that her branches were shaking. They were really shaking, which was shocking.

She tilted her graceful body slightly and stretched out her hand, "Master, please come in. I will keep it for you to quench your thirst."

Li Guanhai's arrival immediately attracted the attention of many Yingying Yanyan, whose eyes were full of passion and covetousness, staring straight at him.

People only know that men are lustful, but they don't know that women are also lustful. Otherwise, how could there be such a saying in the world that boys must protect themselves when they go out!

These prostitutes receive all kinds of guests every day. If they are lucky, they can meet a young knight passing by the capital. If they are unlucky, they will meet a greasy uncle with a greasy face.

Of course, the girls have the right to refuse to entertain, and the boss will not scold them, because this brothel is not a pure brothel. It is actually a hidden base for gathering all kinds of information. The girls do business just to cover up their tracks.

If you want to say where there is the most information, of course, it is the inns, taverns, tea sheds, and brothels where there are all kinds of people.

These places have a large flow of people, and many people sit for more than half an hour, and what they say in this half an hour will be quietly recorded by the ears in the dark.

Just after sitting down, a slender jade hand was placed on the shoulder, and the onion-like fingers pinched a pink handkerchief with a faint fragrance.

The mature woman who looked like a brothel owner stroked his solid chest with her jade hands, and said in a charming voice: "What kind of wine do you want, young master? I will ask someone to get it."

"Mengquan oral liquid." Li Guanhai answered casually.

"Huh?" The woman was also confused and didn't understand.

Li Guanhai's lips were frivolous, "Just a joke, let's go to your best bar."

"Go to the wine cellar to get the wine and send it to my room." The woman turned her head and ordered, then turned her head and stared at him, "Young master, there are too many people here, I'm afraid it will disturb your elegant mood of drinking. Why don't you go to my room, it's quiet there."