"I didn't expect to meet here again." Chu Yunqing said first. He wanted to touch on the relationship between Hua Wuqi and Ye Chengfeng.

Hua Wuqi nodded, "Yes."

Chu Yunqing thought to himself, this guy really cherishes words like gold, and his face is as paralyzed as ever.

"Why are you here?" he asked.

"Something's wrong." Hua Wuqi said, thought for a while, and added, "I need his help for the sect's mission."

He was naturally referring to Ye Chengfeng, who was looking confused at this moment.

Manager Ye never thought that the two people in front of him actually knew each other, and judging from the tone of their conversation, the relationship between the two seemed to be pretty good.

This suddenly made him a little panicked.

"Hua Wuqi, if you haven't taken action yet, what are you waiting for?" Ye Chengfeng said quickly, just to test.

Hua Wuqi frowned, then glanced at Chu Yunqing hesitantly.

"You two have a grudge?" he asked.

"When we first met, he secretly attacked me." Chu Yunqing said, "Then, an old friend asked me to take his life."

Hua Wuqi thought for a while and asked, "Is there any room for relaxation?"

Chu Yunqing chuckled, "Maybe not."

On the ground, Ye Chengfeng's face was as gloomy as water, "Who asked you to kill me?"

He thought to himself that he had not offended many people, because those he offended were all dead, and those who were not dead were also as jealous of each other's identities as he was, and would not take action.

He couldn't figure out who could ask such a fool to kill him. Furthermore, could it be that the guy opposite was not from a sect, but a killer?

Of course Chu Yunqing would not answer Ye Chengfeng's words. He just glanced at the other party and ignored him. His eyes turned to Hua Wuqi. This person's position was very important now.

If the other party intends to stop it, in order not to alarm others, perhaps they can only use the Qingxuan hatchet tonight.

Hua Wuqi shook his head, "Just do it."

As he said that, he took a few steps away.

Ye Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, then became furious, "Have you forgotten what Wan Zhongshan asked me for?"

Wan Zhong Shan is the leader of the Shenwu Sect. Of course, Chu Yunqing doesn't know that.

Hua Wuqi's expression remained unchanged, he stood there coolly holding his long sword, the breeze blowing the ribbon that tied his hair, and it floated out of the dust.

Chu Yunqing couldn't help but sigh to himself, no wonder the protagonists in those story novels mostly used swords. This dashing energy alone was enough to stop those nymphomaniac ladies from moving.

Of course, the main thing is that the person looks good.

Chu Yunqing's thoughts flashed through his mind, and he punched Ye Chengfeng who had not yet gotten up from the ground.

When the punch came out, golden light burst out, Ye Chengfeng glared angrily, and his chest collapsed completely.

He vomited blood and fragments of internal organs from his mouth, and his chest was also full of bone spurs and bloody.

Ye Chengfeng's eyes moved, his head tilted, and he died.

Chu Yunqing breathed a sigh of relief, then leaned over to touch the body.

Hua Wuqi frowned and stood further away.

Chu Yunqing took out the token that Ye Chengfeng had used before. It looked like wood and iron. The material could not be seen at the moment. Both sides had a lifelike depiction of Thunder God.

He ignored the fame and put it in his pocket.

Apart from that, there is nothing else about Ye Chengfeng.

Not far away, Hua Wuqi watched him squatting there and groping around, and found it a little funny for no reason. He couldn't help but want to laugh, but at this time, Chu Yunqing had already stood up, so he suppressed it forcibly.

Chu Yunqing turned around and saw that he was suppressing a smile. He did not explain whether he was looking at Ye Chengfeng this time, whether he was himself or a fake clone.

But just now it seemed that this time it was real, with clear flesh and blood, like a human being.

"Are you suppressing a laugh?" he asked.

Of course Hua Wuqi would not admit this, "No."

Chu Yunqing thought for a while and said, "Would you like to find a place to have a drink?"

This is the first time he has actively invited someone. Strangely enough, it is only the second time he has met the guy in front of him, but he is not unfamiliar with him, as if he has a natural sense of familiarity with him.

Of course, this is actually the first time I have had contact with him, and I know that the person in front of me is a bit naive, but he is not a bad person, unlike the sect disciples I met in the Thunder Tribulation Valley.

Hua Wuqi agreed without much hesitation.

The main reason is that Ye Chengfeng died and the tasks assigned by the leader were not completed. He is also a little confused now.

…

On New Year's Eve, there were still many pubs open.

The city of God is not Taiyuan City. There are too many strangers here. They are not homeless but seem homeless. They can only find a place to relax, hang out with others, or watch others having fun.

There is a tavern not far from Qintian Prison. There are people sitting in twos and threes. It doesn’t look very big, and there are not many people drinking inside.

People who like liveliness will not come here, and those who are here drink quietly without making a sound.

When Chu Yunqing and two others went in, they looked like they were from the Jianghu community, and the somewhat lazy shop waiter came over to greet them.

"Get a jug of good wine and some snacks to go with the wine, and pack them up to take away." Chu Yunqing said.

Hua Wuqi, who was looking for a seat with his eyes, was stunned when he heard this and couldn't help but said: "Take it away?"

Chu Yunqing smiled and said, "It's windy outside. I'll take you home."

Hua Wuqi had some doubts in his heart, but as if by some strange coincidence, he did not refuse.

Soon, the waiter came over with wine and several packed side dishes. Chu Yunqing paid the money quickly, then greeted Hua Wuqi and left.

The wind blew at night, and there was still the lingering smell of fireworks inside.

The two of them walked quietly on the road, neither of them spoke first.

One is tall and thick, carrying wine and meat, and walks with his head held high; the other is handsome and elegant, holding a sword in his arms, as cold as ice.

This book is like a bunch of people in the market and a young talent who can be seen as extraordinary at a glance. They can't get together no matter what, but when they walk together, they seem to be in company, but they are extremely harmonious.

"You know Qing Gong, right?" Chu Yunqing said suddenly.

Hua Wuqi didn't know why he asked this, but he still nodded. As a true successor of the sect, how could he not know Qinggong.

Chu Yunqing said: "Walking like this is too slow, why not give it a try?"

When Hua Wuqi heard this, of course he was moved, because he had lost to Chu Yunqing in the past. Even though he was just testing a few moves, he felt regretful and even more unhappy in his heart.

Now that there is such an opportunity, he will definitely agree.

Chu Yunqing smiled and said: "Then come."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on his feet and he flew up.

Hua Wuqi never lags behind. He points his toes a little, and his body is like the wind, and follows closely.

…

The lights in the room flickered. At the table, Ai Xiaozhou was reading a book with his chin propped up. He was reading a book that Chu Yunqing had previously collected from the attic where Ye Chengfeng lived.

Not far away, Zhou Wangchao made a bed on the floor and was sleeping soundly, occasionally snoring.

Suddenly, Ai Xiaozhou's eyes, which were reading seriously, moved slightly, and then glanced in the direction of the door, a little suspicious.
Chapter completed!