The Emperor Descending the Heavens

It was okay if they didn't yell, and as a result, everyone widened their eyes.

"What, head? This boy is still head, who is he?"

Everyone was in a panic, looking curiously at Qin Yu and Zhou Mengxue beside him.

But also at this moment, a woman wearing a bucket hat and striking black, suddenly took off the cape on her head.

That moment.

The allure of the country, but the presence of everyone, instantly held his breath.

What is amazing audience.

Now this scene is ...

"What a nice view!"

Everyone sighed.

But at this moment, no one trot rushed to Qin Yu, and flew into his arms instantly.

"Qin Yu ..."

"You're out!"

"Ok!"

"How come to the realm of cultivation? Don't tell me in advance so that I can pick you up."

"I missed you, didn't I want to surprise you?"

Everyone was sluggish for a while. In the face of such a dog abuse episode, everyone was speechless.

"What kind of person is this boy!"

At this time, another question was asked.

This was just heard by Luo Yi, who was part of the crowd.

There was a hint of evil charm in his eyes, and he slowly responded to them: "He is the head of our Qinmen."

"Ah ... Qinmen? What kind of school is Qinmen? Why haven't we heard of it? Also, how did he stand with the shopkeeper Zhou?"

The people asked with a puzzled look.

"Qinmen? Naturally it is the practice of our Qinmen pharmacy. You have not heard of it, isn't that normal?"

Wow!

As soon as Luo Yi said this, everyone around him instantly took a breath.

Even the eyes of Hong Tong and Zhang Jiu stared at the boss instantly.

This woman in black had previously been with the Red Fire Demon Dragon.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jiu was struggling, and he was really in trouble for the Qinmen Medicine Store.

But then again.

Right now, how does it feel to kick on the iron plate?

"Doesn't the Danmen now like to swagger across the market so much?

Just as Qin Yu and the evil purple smoke were still warm, Lu Yong, who stood next to Zhou Mengxue, suddenly used a low voice to sneer at Hong Tong, Zhang Jiu, and the people of Tibet.

"Wow ... who is he?"

When Lu Yong's words came out, everyone looked at his strong appearance and couldn't help exclaiming.

Hong Tong frowned slightly, looking at Lu Yong, a flash of alertness in his eyes.

But after thinking about it, how can you, as a Danmen, lose the momentum you deserve in front of people?

Therefore, he deliberately sank and stared at Lu Yongshen and said, "Who is your Excellency, what qualifications do you have to judge me?"

"Oh ... Danmen? Why can't the old man judge you Danmen? Even if he comes, Chen Daoran, the old man also dares to say in front of him, what is your deacon Danmen?

Wow!

An uproar sounded again.

The topic of Lu Yong's identity was pushed to the top again.

Listening to his tone, it seemed that this man was terrifying.

What day is it today?

Why are there so many characters?

Besides, after hearing what Lu Yong said, the pupils of Hong Tong and Zhang Jiu shrank.

"It sounds better than what it sings. It's like it. Old man, do you know who Zhang Jiu is? The name of Danmen is also the name you can call."

Zhang Jiu suddenly showed the image of a sister-in-law, and it was unknown whether his brain was hot or who gave him the courage.

"Haha ..."

Lu Yong heard the words and laughed loudly instantly, attracting everyone's attention and curiosity.