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A group of people came in from outside.

noisily.

"Hutou, today you said you were going to drink with me, let's drink enough!"

"I'm going into the mountains tomorrow, what wine will I drink?"

"What would you eat without drinking?!"

"Old Liu has to drink too!"

"How many big and small fights have we fought? Let's go! Don't worry, Sister Ya will drink too!"

Hutou, Old Liu, Sister Ya...

How familiar are these names.

Wan Teng Lin Mu looked back, what a coincidence.

It turned out to be the old Tu Fuzi who met here again.

Sister Ya seemed to be very surprised when she saw Luo Shen and Wanqi Linmu. She stared at a pair of beautiful eyes. Her eyes were already big. With such staring, even in the dark, she could shoot horror movies.

"Master Luo?!"

Sister Ya was surprised, but she had seen the big world, so she quickly calmed down and said, "Master Luo, why are you back again? You're here for a trip? Don't tell me it has nothing to do with the mirror coffin."

Luo Shen chuckled, looked at Sister Ya, and was very frank, saying only two words: "Related."

"What!?" Sister Ya, tiger head, and old Liu with a scar face shouted almost in unison.

Scarface said coldly: "Master Luo, you snatched a fragment of the mirror coffin last time, are you still not satisfied?"

Luo Shen still smiled gently, but with a contemptuous arrogance: "Whether Luo is satisfied, what does it have to do with you?"

Wan Teng Lin Mu sat on the side, gnawing on the grilled rice cake skewers with an expressionless expression on his face.

The red hot sauce rubbed against his chin, and he turned his light eyes, seeing that Luo Shen was talking to those local masters, and had no time to "talk" to himself.

So he waved to Jiang Yuebai and pointed to the beer can in his hand.

Jiang Yuebai still had two unopened beers on hand, and handed over a bottle.

Wan Teng Linmu picked it up and was about to open it.

Unexpectedly, Luo Shen had back eyes, and his big palm accurately pressed Wan Teng Lin Mu's hand that was about to open the beer can.

He grabbed the beer can and handed it back to Jiang Yuebai.

Then he unscrewed the hot milk and put it in front of Wanqi Linmu, and wiped the chili sauce on his chin.

Wan Teng Lin Mu: "..."

Although Luo Shen was talking to the local masters, his eyes were fixed on the trees in Wanqi, and he looked very defiant.

Sister Ya suppressed her anger, and sneered, her words were threatening: "Master Luo, we respect you as a senior, but greed and insufficiency are taboos in the way, you should be clear in your heart, right?"

"Moreover……"

Sister Ya said again: "Mr. Luo may not know that we have already invited Lord Jing to come out of the mountain. Mr. Luo is indeed powerful, but if we are against Mr. Jing, we will be the backing. The third master still has so many oil bottles , are you completely sure? I advise Mr. Luo to..."

Oil bottle?

Naturally, it refers to Wanqi forest trees.

Wan Teng Linmu just ate the last rice cake, and couldn't help laughing, the laughter was very light, and the meaning of pickiness and sarcasm couldn't be more obvious: "Master Jing? What a coincidence, we invited you too."

Wan Teng Lin Mu lowered his voice again and said, "Let me tell you a secret. In fact, Lord Jing is my uncle."

Wan Teng Lin Mu has a handsome appearance, but he looks too indifferent on weekdays. Whether he speaks, looks in his eyes, or even smiles, he is light and light, giving people an illusion of arrogance and aloofness.

Therefore, when the local masters heard about the secret of Wanqi Linmu, they only felt that it was amusing them.

Sister Ya obviously didn't believe it, and snorted coldly: "Secret? Well, if Master Jing is your uncle, then I'm still your aunt! Why don't I tell you a secret too, Master Jing and I are on good terms, and I don't know how many times we have slept together. time!"

Sister Ya spoke indiscriminately, sneering and sarcastic.

At this moment, Ding Dang——

The door of the convenience store was pushed open again, accompanied by [Welcome! ] The mechanical sound of the welcome device, a cold voice, mixed with the cold wind in the middle of the night, blew into the convenience store.

"I never slept with you."

A man in black clothes, black trousers, and black riding boots walked in from the outside, with a cold face and a serious tone.

"Jing...jing...jingjingjing..."

"Master Jing!?" Sister Ya cried out.

Wan Teng Lin Mu's eyelids twitched, he drank half a mouthful of milk, and almost choked to death.

After thinking about it, I sneaked out and was discovered.

Luo Shen may be the calmest one, with a gentle smile on his face, decent and polite, calling people in full view: "Uncle."

In an instant, the faces of the Tufuzi were chapped, and scum could almost fall off, as if it was written brightly——Who is the uncle?