The Great Demon Lord of Martial Arts

Drops of cold sweat slid down the restaurant waiter's cheeks. He didn't even dare to wipe it. He quickly bowed and said: "I don't dare... I don't dare... I don't know that I am an adult. I am talking nonsense. Please forgive me." ."

"Pah! Pah!"

Before Ji Chuan could speak, the restaurant waiter slapped him twice, and the loud voice echoed outside the suddenly quiet restaurant.

For a moment, there was silence outside the restaurant.

Even those rebellious people in the world were quietly watching the developments.

The restaurant waiter secretly lamented that he was unlucky. It was ridiculous that Master Jin Yiwei would bring a beggar to the restaurant for dinner.

However, this rare thing happened to him.

The guy can only pray that Mr. Ji Chuan will ignore the villain and treat him like a fart.

The atmosphere at the scene froze for a moment. Ji Chuan did not speak. No one dared to get into trouble at this time.

"He who doesn't know is not guilty!" Ji Chuan said nothing and walked in again. There was no need to delay things for a waiter.

The beggar looked at Ji Chuan's back, and limped into the restaurant under the strange looks of everyone. The stinky smell made people quickly cover their mouths and noses.

"Bang! The boss doesn't want to work anymore? How can I eat and drink when a stinky beggar comes in?"

A palm was slapped on the table, and there was a loud noise, and he kept cursing.

This time, it can be said that it poked a hornet's nest and caused an uproar.

The restaurant was noisy, and the shopkeeper's face turned gloomy. He was about to ask someone to drive the beggar out, and then ask someone outside to settle the account.

Unexpectedly, the waiter walked in hastily, with two red palm prints vaguely visible on his face.

Then, he whispered a few words into the shopkeeper's ear. The shopkeeper's expression tightened, he thought to himself for a moment, and sat down with a calm expression.

Ji Chuan's Jin Yiwei Feiyu uniform all shows his identity, and he brought the beggar here. Even if he is not happy with it, he still has to endure it, and he has to endure it with a smile.

Therefore, he did not intend to come forward to avoid suffering unreasonable disasters.

"I brought him in, do you have any objections?" Ji Chuan frowned, mixed with the power of the demon seed Yang Shen, and the scene fell into silence in an instant.

The martial arts people who had been clamoring all stopped, not because they were afraid of Ji Chuan's status as a master, but mainly because they were afraid of Ji Chuan's identity as a royal guard. After all, they were in the capital, and they could not act rashly.

Ji Chuan's eyes wandered around the restaurant. The place was not big. With Ji Chuan's strong perception, he immediately found the casual cultivator who beat the beggar just now with almost no effort.

At this time, he was lowering his head, as if dealing with the food on the table carelessly.

However, his slightly trembling hands betrayed him.

Ji Chuan walked up to this man in a few steps. The beggar stared at the casual cultivator as he walked over step by step.

He had been beaten severely by many people, but never with such murderous intent.

His hatred was enough to tear the man in front of him into pieces, and he had never wanted to kill someone so much.

Perhaps it was this god-like figure that gave him confidence.

"I've met Mr. Jin Yiwei!" Finally, the casual cultivator couldn't bear the pressure, stood up and bowed his hands.

Ji Chuan ignored him, but looked back at the beggar. Then he raised his hand without a trace of fireworks and stamped it on the chest of the casual cultivator. It was as if he had been subjected to a huge force of tens of millions of kilograms. His chest collapsed directly and he suddenly spat out a mouthful. Blood, he fell to the ground.

"I don't seem to have provoked the Jin Yiwei. Is this inappropriate, sir? Should I and other casual cultivators be humiliated by the Jin Yiwei?"

The casual cultivator gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, with blood flowing from his mouth. His words led Ji Chuan to the opposite side of the scene.

This was also his cleverness. No matter what happened to Ji Chuan, he would always be afraid of him.

Ji Chuan sneered and dismissed this. He was no more than a chicken or a dog here, so he was not afraid even if they were together.

Besides, these people are not fools, how could they lose their minds because of a word.

The beggar stood behind him, watching Ji Chuan knocking people to the ground with ease and ease. He was suddenly fascinated, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

It's just that I can't help but feel a little regretful that I can't kill this man with my own hands.

"choke!"

While the beggar was deep in thought, the sound of a sharp blade being unsheathed woke him up.

When he raised his head, a sharp blade was placed in front of him.

Ji Chuan handed the Xiuchundao to the beggar and said calmly: "Kill him!"

The beggar was startled. His eyes were full of complex emotions, including disbelief, expectation, and murderous intent...

The beggar took the Xiuchun knife and held it tightly. He was momentarily distracted when looking at the sharp blade.

Immediately, the beggar walked around Ji Chuan with a knife and came to the casual cultivator.

Until now, looking at the menacing beggar, this casual cultivator had a look of helpless fear on his face.

"Sir, you can't do this!" The casual cultivator shouted loudly to Ji Chuan. No one here would save him. Even if someone knew him, they would pretend to be ignorant at this time, not out of cruelty but to protect themselves.

"Hahaha……"

The beggar gradually started laughing. It was a maniacal laugh. In so many years, he had never been as free and wanton as he is today.

"laugh……"

Suddenly, the tip of the knife pointed downwards, and it plunged down, and a stream of blood spurted out.

"Ah!" A heart-wrenching cry made the people in the restaurant have their eyelids twitching, and they all had lingering fears in their hearts, secretly exclaiming that this beggar was so ruthless.

How could a beggar be merciful? The more painful he screamed, the happier he felt. He held the handle of the knife and stirred it violently. The sharp Xiuchun knife kept stirring in the chest of the casual cultivator.

Even if the bystanders are moved with sympathy and are ready to come forward to comfort him, or directly kill him, it is really inhumane to torture people like this.

However, he was soon stopped by a friend next to him.

You can't meddle in other people's affairs without looking at who is in charge of this matter.

As time passed, the casual cultivator finally died in pain. Before he died, he might still regret why he had insulted a little beggar.

Unexpectedly, he ended up losing his life.

"ah……"

The beggar looked up to the sky and roared angrily, venting all the long-standing frustrations in his heart, now releasing them all.

"Bang!!!"

The beggar turned around, raised the embroidered spring knife with both hands, bowed slightly with his knees, and suddenly fell to his knees. It made a sound on the ground, and it seemed that the sound of bone cracking could be heard.

However, the beggar ignored him at all, as if it was not him who was in pain. UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.net raised the knife above his head and handed it to Ji Chuan.

Ji Chuan remained silent, picked up the Xiuchun knife and put it into its sheath.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

The beggar said "Ah" several times, and then kowtowed to Ji Chuan several times. Blood even spilled from his forehead, but he didn't know it.

Ji Chuan smiled and asked, "Do you have a name?"

The beggar shook his head suddenly. Maybe he had a name but didn't want to mention it, or maybe he didn't have one. Ji Chuan didn't care about this.

Ji Chuan said calmly: "Ghosting! From now on, you will be called Ghosting. You come and go without a trace like a ghost."

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