Chapter 1020 Strange family of gods(1/2)
The beauty of girls is diverse.
Some are as gentle as Chenwan, or as beautiful as Xu Yan, or as smart and cute as Bai Yueran, or as elegant and noble as Bai Suxue... The beauty of girls is always diverse.
But there is a kind of beauty that is extremely rare among girls and is rare.
That was heroic and cool! When Chen Wan saw Shen Ying for the first time, this beautiful girl gave her this feeling.
She was wearing a man's outfit, her hair was tied up high, and not only did not have the girl's makeup on her face, but there were a few blood marks. The blood mark should have been stained with the enemy's blood.
"You...hello..." Chen Wan shook hands with her weakly.
In front of such a girl, Chen Wan lost her momentum. The heroic charm of Shen Ying alone made Chen Wan a little at a loss.
Shen Ying smiled and said, "Please inside."
Chen Wan glanced at Qin Mo, nodded obediently, and entered the banquet hall nervously.
She knew that the girl should have to say something to Qin Mo, but she couldn't understand these words, so she simply stopped bothering the two of them.
"You're making a big noise in Tianyin City, I heard from my father."
Shen Ying smiled.
"Uncle Shenfan is here too?"
Qin Mo asked.
"Here, all the clans of the Shen family have basically come. Like the Qin family, the four hidden forces in Tianyin have basically been drawn, and the focus has basically been placed on the ancient battlefield."
Shen Ying and Qin Mo were chatting while walking.
She walked to the table, opened a pot of wine, and handed Qin Mo a pot.
She finished drinking the wine and wiped her mouth, "When did you have a partner?"
“It’s been there long ago.”
"I don't seem to hear you."
"You didn't ask."
Shen Ying smiled and looked at Chen Wan in the distance.
Chen Wan sat there at a loss, and occasionally glanced at Qin Mo. When she saw Shen Ying looking at her, she panickedly pretended to pick up the chopsticks, but the chopsticks fell to the ground.
"He is a weak girl, a type that men like."
Shen Ying smiled.
Qin Mo smiled and shook his head, "I like her, but it's not because she is weak."
Shen Ying lowered her head and smiled, lifted her forehead and hair, and a trace of slight loneliness flashed in her eyes, but no one could notice it.
"That ignorant senior is such a weird person."
Qin Mo changed the topic and remembered the old senior who was drinking during the day, cursing at him, and acting like a beggar. If it weren't for Shen Yize's introduction, Qin Mo would hardly believe that that person would be the second elder of the Shen family.
"Third Master is still weird?"
Shen Ying raised her eyebrows with a smile.
"Don't it count?"
"It's normal for him to be in the God's house."
Shen Ying smiled meaningfully.
This smile made Qin Mo's back feel cold.
But it’s all about Shen Ying joking. The huge Shen’s family is still a thousand-year-old family, so how can there be so many weird people? Shen Ying’s ability to scare people is somewhat clumsy.
At this moment, a faint voice came from behind Qin Mo.
"Young man, your butt is so sturdy, not bad."
The sound coming from behind immediately made Qin Mo Xiaoju tighten. He turned his head in a daze. A strong old man stood behind him, looking at Qin Mo's butt with his eyes curled up. His eyes were filled with... appreciation?
The old man is very strong. Although he looks like he is in his sixties or seventies, he has a body full of tendons.
In this cold season, he wore a close-fitting vest and showed his perfect figure.
The old man's cheeks looked thin, but his thinness was not as thin as a young man, but his face was full of muscles, which looked clear and angular, so he looked very thin.
He smiled at Qin Mo.
Suddenly, he touched Qin Mo's butt...and he touched him! Qin Mo was so shocked that he hurriedly took a step back.
Looking at the old man in disbelief.
In public, how could a seventy-year-old man make such a strange move in front of so many people? But his actions did not attract any attention from the surroundings.
People seemed to be accustomed to it. Even Shen Ying next to her just smiled and bowed to say hello to the old man, "Second Master."
The son of god Long nodded with a smile, looked at Qin Mo vigorously, and then walked over to the two of them and sat in the seat of the dinner.
Qin Mo swallowed with difficulty.
"Be careful."
Shen Ying frowned.
"I...what should I be careful?"
Qin Mo stuttered in a low voice.
"Cough..." Shen Ying coughed, "My second master has a unique habit. The martial arts he has studied... are all weird. He likes to attack others to get out of the door, so he has a good understanding of that part."
"What a thousand-year-old kill, a spear stab... He has studied these things to the extreme!"
"It can be said that he is an expert in this regard."
"He was obviously targeting you just now, and wanted to study you..." Shen Ying was really embarrassed to say the following words, blushed and shook her head, stopping her voice.
Qin Mo stared at his simple and confused big eyes.
"Research...what do I study?"
"Oh, let me tell you this! Second Master is the leader of the Second Master. Before, a few of their group were targeted by Second Master and used for research. They couldn't get out of bed for several days..." Shen Ying stammered.
Qin Mo only felt his butt was cold! This is a man who specialized in martial arts and also studied attacking his butt?
He subconsciously glanced at the god son Long, who was sitting at the seat, and found that the senior was also looking at him with a smile. He hurriedly withdrew his gaze and was in a bad mood.
He suddenly thought of what Shen Ying said, as if nothing was wrong. It seemed that everyone in this Shencheng seemed to be a little abnormal.
As a guest, Qin Mo is the lord of the Four Streets. In terms of his status in Qincheng, he is on par with his predecessors.
Qin Mo was sitting in front of the son Long... The smile of the son Long really scared Qin Mo. He could only look at Shen Ying beside him and try not to look at Senior Zilong.
"You are a foreign reinforcement. Second Master will not do anything to you. He is very good at others and should be fine."
Shen Ying looked at Qin Mo who was sitting in pain and said with a smile.
What should be OK?
Qin Mo did not dare to relax his vigilance at all, and his butt was tightly tight.
"Actually, many people have been on the ancient battlefield for nearly twenty years. For example, the second master and the third master, they have never left the ancient battlefield for twenty years."
Shen Ying said with some pain, "Here, except for killing, there is endless boredom."
"If you can't find some hobbies and don't wait to be killed by Qin Zong, you can drive yourself crazy. Over the years, there have been many people who have gone crazy on the ancient battlefield. Twenty years of boring killings will be unbearable for anyone."
"Many people, in fact, were normal before, including Erye and others. They just stayed here for a long time and could only have fun."
"You will understand slowly."
After hearing Shen Ying's words, Qin Mo nodded slowly.
Yes! Twenty years have been buried in the ancient battlefield. This is a quarter of life. In this boring world where there is only war, they have to make fun of it.
Like Senior Zilong, he treats every battle as a pleasure in research.
Research all kinds of strange chrysanthemum martial arts.
Qin Mo looked around and saw that the faces of every Luo God man were full of vicissitudes and fatigue.
Although they laughed at each other on the surface, their smiles were so forced. Most of them had not returned to their hometown for twenty years.
They miss China.
Miss Tian Yin.
And... I don't feel that I'm doing something amazing.
They are just ordinary people's mentality, and they have no grand ambitions to protect the world. Maybe they have had it, but they have been completely worn out over the past twenty years.
All I have to do is tired...but everyone is ordinary, I just want to live a happier life.
Therefore, the arrival of Qin Mo may be just a welcome person on the surface. Many years ago, they didn’t think about being able to stop the Qin family. As long as they could live, it would be a blessing. It was like a decayed machine, and everyone had no motivation.
I don’t think that the appearance of this young man could bring any hope to this lifeless battlefield.
The most hopeless thing is the most hopeless.
To be continued...