From the performance of the courtesan singing and dancing to the intense and exciting magic weapon auction, to the cunning lizard attacking the dragon ship, then the young man from the demon clan rode a whale beast and made a domineering appearance, and finally the Shushan Swordsman was born out of thin air. The more than a hundred guests on the dragon ship had great emotions, and even their hearts seemed to be hanging in their throats.

Now, the reinforcements that everyone has been looking forward to have finally arrived and the crisis has been lifted.

The cheers quickly resounded through the dragon boat.

"We are saved!"

"Swordsman in Shushan is so cool!"

"Finally, there is no need to worry. I almost scared to death just now. If the young man from the demon clan did not keep his promise, we might not have to die many people."

The guests were talking loudly, and some even looked at each other. The happiness of escaping from death was unparalleled at this moment. Even Leng Wuxin breathed a sigh of relief. As the second-level deacon of Chenhuan Pavilion, the general manager of the Dragon Boat of this courtesan banquet, if he could not even protect the lives and property of the guests, he would really become the eternal sinner of Chenhuan Pavilion.

Even if he survived by luck, he would not dare to go back and had no shame to go back. He could only hang himself on the Luo River.

Now, although there are slight casualties, the guests have saved it, and this is the greatest victory.

Looking at the cheering crowd, Leng Wuxin unconsciously smiled and waved his hands to the people around him, "Put away all the magic weapons on the deck, and return all the guests, and register."

After giving instructions, Leng Wuxin looked around and walked towards Ye Que.

"Let me get to know again. My name is Leng Wuxin, a second-level deacon in Chenhuan Pavilion." Leng Wuxin said and bowed to Ye Que.

"Ye Que, the leaves of the leaves are better than those of the insignificant ones." Ye Que had a good impression of Leng Wuxin. As a second-level deacon in Chenhuan Pavilion, he might have some other requests in the future.

"I would like to thank you for today's events. If it weren't for you, I, the person in charge of the dragon boat, would have apologized for death." Leng Wuxin said with emotion.

"I just did what I should do. Besides, I alone will definitely not be able to resist the attack of monsters." Ye Que said frankly.

Just as Ye Que and Leng Wuxin were talking, a dispute suddenly broke out on the deck not far away.

I saw a low-level deacon from Chenhuan Pavilion, his cheeks were red, and he pointed to the pile of magic weapons in front of him and kept explaining something. In front of him, a disciple from Shushan stood without saying a word, but separated him from the magic weapons with his body, as if he didn't want to let someone go. Several guests gathered around him, and he looked angry.

Leng Wuxin frowned, gestured to Ye Que, and the two of them came over.

"Sorry, please get out of the way. The magic weapon here is from our Chenhuan Pavilion and the guests. We need to get our things back." The low-level deacon in Chenhuan Pavilion explained again.

The disciple of Shushan looked up at him, and he curled his lips, without saying anything or moving away.

"You are the immortal master of Shushan. We are really grateful for your saving us, but this is our own magic weapon, so you can't let us take it back. If it's an ordinary item, it's fine, but these magic weapons are priceless, and I, a small deacon, can't make the decision."

The disciples of Shushan still ignored them. When the people around him saw the dispute here, they soon gathered.

After a few words, the whole story was revealed.

"How can this be done? It's unreasonable. These magic weapons are ours, so why should we block them and not let them take them?"

"Is it amazing if the demon clan is beaten away?"

"I'm shameless. I'm still the leader of the cultivation world. I'm so embarrassed to call myself the first Sword Sect?"

Various arguments were heard one after another, not only the deacons of Chenhuan Pavilion, but many of them were guests of Luoyang City. Now that the demon clan has left and the crisis has been resolved, the powerful merchants who have just been angry will not be afraid of Shushan disciples. In their eyes, Shushan is a famous and upright sect, and it is necessary to be reasonable and abide by the rules.

Do the disciples in Shushan dare to do whatever they want?

Aren't you afraid of losing your reputation?

"Stop it!"

"No one can take these magic weapons away."

With an angry shout, Zhuo Bufan pushed the crowd away and walked in, looking around coldly, "These magic weapons are related to the demon clan. I need to take them away and investigate them in Shushan to prevent someone from forming monsters in troubled times."

After saying that, Zhuo Bufan signaled, and soon a disciple of Shushan began to clean up the pile of magic weapons.

"The immortal master of Shushan, it's probably inappropriate for you to do this." Leng Wuxin suddenly asked.

"My name is Zhuo Bufan." Zhuo Bufan looked at Leng Wuxin without changing his expression.

"Master Zhuo Xian, I promise you that all these magic weapons are items from our Chenhuan Pavilion this time, and the guests' own magic weapons. They have no relationship with the demon clan at all. These are all personal property." Leng Wuxin said in a deep voice.

"Private property? It has nothing to do with the demon clan?" Zhuo Bufan sneered, "What guarantee do you have?"

Pointing at the pile of magic weapons on the ground, Zhuo Bufan continued, "If these magic weapons have nothing to do with the demon race, then why would they snatch them? If it doesn't matter, what are they planning to spend so much effort to siege this dragon ship?"

"Don't forget, they didn't take your lives." Zhuo Bufan said that, he was not ready to pay attention to Leng Wuxin. A small Chenhuan Pavilion was not in his eyes. In the eyes of ordinary people, Chenhuan Pavilion may be extremely huge. In Zhuo Bufan's eyes, it is just a small gang that resells, and even the third-class sect in Qingqiu is not as good as.

"Does the demon clan want have something to do with the demon clan? Then the demon clan wants to lock the demon tower? Can you say that you Shushan also collude with the demon clan?"

Just as Zhuo Bufan turned around, Ye Que from the crowd walked out, his hands stuck in his sleeves, and his face was sarcastic.

"It's ridiculous!"

Ye Que snorted at Zhuo Bufan with disdain, and then pointed to the magic weapon surrounded by Shushan disciples not far away. "If you want these magic weapons, just say it clearly. Being a bitch still wants to set up a archway. Is it disgusting? Is this how Shushan educates his disciples?"

"The constant publicity is to kill demons and eliminate demons, and to promote the right way."

"You are not here to rescue, you are here to kill demons, it is clearly a robbery!"

Ye Que pointed at Zhuo Bufan and others and questioned word by word.

"Are you robbers?"

"I just want to ask, are you robbers?"

Although most people are talking around now, no one really stands up to stop them. People have to bow their heads under the eaves. The form is better than people. Even if Shushan is really robbed, who can resist on this dragon boat? Who dares to resist?

The demon clan is powerful enough, but if you see it, there is no bone left!

Can Ye Que see the situation clearly? He can see it very clearly and understand it very clearly, but seeing it clearly does not mean he can bear it. When he was a disciple of the Qingqiu Sword Sect, he was extremely disgusted with the style, hypocrisy, hypocrisy of Shushan disciples.

When I saw the disciples in Shushan, I wanted to vomit.

nausea!

"Who are you?"

"Speak wildly!"

"Who gave you so much courage to slander the disciples of Shushan as robbers!" Zhuo Bufan turned around and scolded him angrily.

"The guests of Chenhuan Pavilion are unknown." Ye Que stood in a confrontation without retreating.
Chapter completed!