The man turned around and searched the crowd in front of the restaurant. He walked into the restaurant without finding any suspicious persons.

Xia Qinghuan quickly lowered her head. Fortunately, the visitor was heading to the second floor, so Xia Qinghuan did not dare to show her face until his figure disappeared.

This person is none other than her number one candidate, Ninth Prince.

Xia Qinghuan put his head on the table, feeling helpless, why after observing people for two days, he finally found the right person.

Will she try it again on him?

But it seemed a bit too embarrassing last time, and this Master Jiu was not an ordinary person, so he must have been prepared for it.

The most important thing is that he has high martial arts skills and is completely immune to the art of flattery.

Xia Qinghuan felt really melancholy.

Forget it, let's leave first and think of a way. If he finds her here, he might ask someone to arrest her.

Although he did intend to let her go that day, who knows if he will suddenly change his mind and arrest her today. This kind of man has a huge self-esteem.

She forced him like that last time, and he would definitely hold a grudge in his heart.

Yes, Xiang Zhujiu does hold a grudge in his heart, and not just in an ordinary way, but all the time.

As soon as Xiang Zhujiu sat down in the private room, he asked his attendant Qingqi behind him: "How is the investigation going? Is it so difficult to investigate a woman?"

Xiang Zhujiu has nowhere to vent his frustration. Will he never see her again?

After thinking about it for the past two days, he always felt that something was wrong, why could that woman easily arouse his lust?

He is used to having sex, and he would have controlled his lust long ago, otherwise why would he not have a wife now?

But that woman didn't do anything. She even aroused him by looking innocent and unwilling to do anything about sex. She climaxed again and again without regaining her composure in the middle.

"Jiu Ye, the caravan said that they will give detailed information to Jiu Ye today. It seems that they have already found out the clues." Qingmai was also a little depressed. It was the first time that the caravan sent out to check someone for so long.

Fortunately, the woman didn't do anything harmful to me that day, otherwise she would have made Master Jiu very angry.

Just as Qingmai finished speaking, a white pigeon suddenly landed on the windowsill and flapped its wings.

Qingmai turned his head in surprise: "Master Jiu, there is a letter from the caravan."

He quickly picked up the white pigeon and took off a roll of paper from its tiny legs.

"Bring it here quickly." Xiang Zhujiu knocked on the table with one hand, feeling a little impatient.

Qingmai didn't dare to neglect, so he took Xiang Zhujiu's hand and opened it, quickly glanced at it, and said with joy, "I knew it wasn't my problem, that woman is really up to something."

He put the note on the table and Qingqi looked at it curiously. He didn't know why Master Jiu was so happy after reading the woman's information.

The note clearly said: Xia Qinghuan, the only remaining descendant of the Demon Cult, knows the magic of charm, please be careful, Master Jiu.

"Master Jiu, I really didn't expect that woman to be a member of the Demon Cult." As a martial artist, Qingqi had naturally heard the legend of the Demon Cult. He heard that the Demon Cult was so evil a hundred years ago that every king on the Yellow Plains was afraid of it.

In the end, several major powers united to besiege the Demon Cult, killing its leader, and they and their remnants were slowly eliminated over the years.

I just didn't expect that there are still descendants of the Demon Cult.

"What kind of demon sect is not a demon sect? Now that she is the only one left, how can it be called a demon sect?" Xiang Zhujiu became displeased when he heard Qingqi's tone.

It's true that a woman as weak as Xia Qinghuan knows how to charm, but she doesn't harm anyone. She has been on the run for so many years, and she still has to hide from the so-called decent people.

"That's true, but if she is really discovered, it will still be very dangerous."

"Isn't she good at charm? It shouldn't be difficult to escape." Xiang Zhujiu knocked on the table.

He said that he would not be so useless and let the woman seduce him casually. It turned out that this woman knew such evil skills as charm, but her charm didn't seem to be that powerful, at least she couldn't control his mind.

Since it is a demon sect that has not appeared in the world for several years, why is Xia Qinghuan so blatantly coming out to cause chaos with her charm skills this time?

With her almost stupid IQ, it is absolutely impossible for her to create another turmoil in the world.

So why did she appear this time?

It seemed that she was specifically looking for men to sleep with. This realization made Xiang Zhujiu feel a little suffocated.

At this time, the waiter had already brought the dishes. When he entered the private room, he felt a low pressure in the room and asked nervously: "Master Jiu, are you satisfied with today's dishes?"

Xiang Zhujiu nodded slightly. The food was good, but he was not in a good mood.

Suddenly there was a noise downstairs, and a burst of yelling made Xiang Zhujiu frown slightly: "How come this place has become a noisy place for ordinary people in the city?"

The waiter trembled and quickly explained: "Master Jiu, there is a girl down here who wants to eat for free. She ordered a table full of signature dishes, but she doesn't have a penny on her."

Xiang Zhujiu sneered: "Nowadays, there is no one who dares to eat for nothing under the influence of Young Master Qingsheng?"

Bi Qingsheng looks like a male and female evildoer, with a smiling tiger's face but a snake's heart. Anyone who dares to cause trouble like him will probably have someone standing tall on the previous grave.

"Yes, she is still a stunningly beautiful woman, but who would have thought that she would be so shameless to eat the king's meal."

He waved to Zhujiu and made the waiter retreat.

Anyone who dared to eat the King's meal here would naturally have two brushes. Xiang Zhujiu knew that this matter would not be over so quickly. He ate his meal with peace of mind and went to watch the excitement after eating.

Bi Qingsheng seems to be in Wuwang City recently.

In the lobby on the first floor, the shopkeeper had his hair on his waist and his face was so angry that he turned the color of pig liver: "You are such a beautiful woman and you want to eat for free. Don't you feel ashamed? You are worthy of the face your parents gave you.

What!"

Xia Qinghuan lowered his head and explained feebly: "I told you, I originally had money, but now the money bag is gone."

Damn it, she bought a hairpin before entering the restaurant and the money bag was still there, but after a meal, her waist was empty.

Xia Qinghuan threw the things he bought on the table: "I just bought these, let's see if they can be used to pay for the meal."

The shopkeeper glanced at the pile of things: "That's it? Do you know how much money you eat?"

The shopkeeper is a middle-aged man in his fifties. He is tall and thin, and his beard is almost blown out by himself.

Look at this girl's dewy looks, and although she's not rich in clothes, she's not bad at all. I didn't expect that she turned out to be a freeloader.

Xia Qinghuan's eyes widened suddenly: "It cost me a hundred taels of silver to buy these, but it's not enough for the meal?"

The shopkeeper walked over and pointed at the dishes one by one: "This plate costs one hundred taels, this one costs fifty taels, this one costs forty taels, and this one costs thirty taels. The rest are all twenty taels."

, you don’t have money and you still order such a big table!”

"It's so expensive. You think I'm from the mountains! Do you think I'm easy to bully?" Xia Qinghuan also got angry. How could a meal cost so much money?

"You...you...you're a freeloader and you're acting up. Do you know where this is? You've come here to act like a fool. If it weren't for the fact that you're a girl...come on! Pull her behind me."

Go to the woodshed." The shopkeeper slapped the table and called several burly men over.

The shopkeeper was really talking nonsense to Xia Qinghuan for so long because of her beauty. Unexpectedly, Xia Qinghuan got angry first.

Xia Qinghuan overturned the table without hesitation: "In such a dark shop, I will definitely eat for free today."

If the shopkeeper continues to calculate like this, she won't have enough money left in her purse today to settle the bill.

Black shops will take it out!

As the only descendant of the Demon Cult, martial arts is a must.

It's more than enough to deal with these few people.

Xia Qinghuan lifted her black hair, turned over on the table, and kicked each of the burly men who were rushing towards her. Her footwork was neat and precise, and her movements were smooth. Many men in the lobby actually clapped their hands: "Okay.

...The girl is very skilled.”

The shopkeeper glared at him with sharp eyes, and those people lowered their heads and did not dare to make any more noise.

You can have a lot of fun here, but it depends on the timing.

Facing Xia Qinghuan's provocation, the shopkeeper calmly said to a waiter behind him: "Sifan, come on."

The young waiter named Si Fan curled his lips and stretched: "I haven't relaxed my muscles for a long time."

There was a sympathetic old man beside her who quickly advised Xia Qinghuan: "Girl, please stop making trouble. You can't beat Sifan. You have such a delicate skin and tender flesh..."

Before he could finish his words, Xia Qinghuan flew towards Sifan with a fierce look on his face.

In the past fifteen years, she had been hunted by others. She had been fighting with upright masters on her own since she was five years old. She, Xia Qinghuan, had never been afraid!

Sifan seemed very happy to have met a master. He dodged and got into a fight with Xia Qinghuan.

The shopkeeper calmly said to the guests at other tables: "Everyone can enjoy the real fight while eating."

In the private room on the second floor.

Qingmai heard what was going on below and said, "Master Jiu, there seems to be a fight down there."

Xiang Zhujiu's eyebrows were filled with interest: "This is strange. Bi Qingsheng hasn't come out yet. He can really keep his composure."

In the private room on the other side of the second floor, a young man in a purple brocade robe was looking at the two people fighting together downstairs with an evil smile on his face.

This private room can easily see the situation downstairs.

"Sir, this woman seems to be pretty good at martial arts. Do you want to send someone to find out where she is from?" a follower on the side asked.

Bi Qingsheng leaned back on the chair and opened the Jinlun fan: "Don't worry, let's see how long she can hold on."

Time passed by minute by second, but the two people downstairs were fighting harder and harder. No one had any intention of giving up to the other, but no one could beat the other one.

If two people who are evenly matched want to decide the winner, they can only wait until their own physical strength is exhausted.
To be continued...