The Dragon from Hell

"He has a problem." Watching the father and son leave, Zhong Mengran stared at their backs and spoke quietly.

Qin Feng smiled: "Don't worry, they will come to us eventually."

"How do you know?" Zhong Mengran turned his head, with a puzzled look on his face.

Qin Feng turned his head and his eyes fell on the street. The middle-aged man and his group that they met in the inn this morning appeared there, followed by a middle-aged man in official uniform and Chen Si and other constables who had met the night before.

The middle-aged man in official uniform followed closely behind, with a smile on his face, as if he was talking to the middle-aged man. The constables behind him also had a portrait in their hands, and compared it with the vendors next to them from time to time.

Qin Feng raised his chin over there: "Look, isn't that coming?"

Qin Feng and the others did not leave, but sat down at the tea stall, waiting to watch the show with a pot of tea that was not cold.

The families in this area are very ordinary. Because the streets are narrow, there are few young masters from wealthy families coming here, let alone a high-ranking official like the county magistrate.

And everyone can see that the men around the county magistrate are dressed very differently. Even the county magistrate needs to be served carefully, so the street vendors and people are all trembling with fear, fearing that they will accidentally offend these "nobles".

Chen Si and others led the team, and the street vendors and passers-by were checked along the way, not letting anyone go.

Soon they came from the beginning to the end of the street.

The tea stall where Qin Feng and the others were located was the closest to the end of the street. There was a small alley next to it. From the small alley, Ah Xing's family lived.

The middle-aged man also noticed Qin Feng and Zhong Mengran, and frowned slightly: "Why are they here?"

Libang's face darkened when he saw Qin Feng, and he approached the middle-aged man: "Master, do you want me to ask them?"

These two people are obviously out of place in the surrounding area. They are dressed like this but sit on the small tea stall here. Obviously, there is something wrong.

Is the tea in Yuelai Inn not good? It must not be.

And the kid dared to challenge the master in the street before. Libang didn't think he was a good person.

"Don't go, I'll go over and take a look." The middle-aged man raised his hand to stop Libang, and walked towards the small tea stall: "You and them continue to investigate, and we must find the person today."

"Yes!"

When Qin Feng added the second cup of tea, the middle-aged man came over and sat between him and Zhong Mengran.

Zhong Mengran raised her eyelids slightly and glanced at the man in front of her: "There's someone here."

Zhong Mengran didn't show any acting skills here, her pretty face was as cold as her tone.

But her face was so beautiful that people couldn't get angry even if she was scolded on the spot.

The middle-aged man was distracted when he saw her face, but he quickly retracted his attention and smiled at Qin Feng and Zhong Mengran: "You two, I just happened to pass by and came to ask for a drink. You don't mind sharing a table with you two, right?"

"Get lost." Zhong Mengran didn't say much nonsense, and his hand was already on his scabbard.

The middle-aged man's face froze. He didn't expect that the young girl in front of him had such a fierce personality. She didn't give him any face even though she saw that he was a member of the immortal sect.

His face sank, and before he opened his mouth, he heard Qin Feng say: "Since you're here, sit down and have a drink together."

As he said that, he pushed the cup of tea in front of him to the man's hand. This was the cup that Ah Xing's father didn't drink just now.

However, the man took a glance and immediately lost interest in drinking tea - the teacup was a very rough clay cup, and the tea inside was so light that the color of the tea soup could hardly be seen. There were only two tea stems floating in the water, and there was no heat at all.

His face froze. It seemed that he had never seen such rough tea. Could it be called tea?

"Why, aren't you thirsty? Why don't you drink it?" Qin Feng smiled and hugged his arms, looking at the middle-aged man: "I treat you. The tea money has been paid. Don't be polite."

Zhong Mengran also looked at the man in front of him coldly, his face as frosty, as if if the man didn't drink this cup of tea today, he would not be able to continue sitting on this stool.

The middle-aged man could also see that Qin Feng was doing it on purpose, and he couldn't pretend anymore.

Before, he was afraid of Qin Feng's skills, and the other party concealed his breath, so he couldn't judge the other party's cultivation, so he was polite to the two of them.

But after Qin Feng provoked him twice or three times, he couldn't help but look cold and pushed the teacup back.

"Haha, thank you for your kindness, I don't need this tea." The mouthwash he used looked stronger than this tea.

"I came here to ask you two, what are you doing here?"

He raised his eyes and stared at Qin Feng with a vigilant look. ZhongMeng Ran sneered: "Haha, it's ridiculous. Do we need your permission to go anywhere?"

"How dare you!"

Just at this time, the man in official uniform came over and heard what Zhong Meng Ran said. He immediately shouted: "How do you talk to immortals? Come on, take these two lunatics away and put them in jail first, and wait for the immortals to decide their fate!"

When he spoke, Zhong Meng Ran raised his head, and his eyes fell on Zhong Meng Ran's face.

In fact, many people present saw Zhong Meng Ran's face clearly at this time. After being amazed, they felt the desire of men, which made Zhong Meng Ran feel sick.

"Let's see who dares?" Zhong Meng Ran slapped her sword on the table. In an instant, many branches grew on her hand holding the hilt, entwining her hand and the hilt together.

Many people saw this scene and widened their eyes.

The middle-aged man's pupils also opened slightly: It's really a cultivator!

"Haha, you are such a woman with such a big tone! Don't dare? I want to see what I don't dare to do!"

A female disciple was upset when she saw Zhong Mengran's face. This woman was born with a foxy look. It would be a disaster if she kept it. It would be better to kill her early to avoid causing trouble.

But before they could do anything, Chen Si behind them recognized Qin Feng and the others and hurried to whisper in the ear of the county magistrate.

"Is there such a thing?" The county magistrate widened his eyes and became even more angry: "Two outsiders, it's okay that they didn't report to me when they came to my territory, but they dared to bully people on my territory and now offended the immortal. It's really unreasonable!"

"Come on, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and help the immortal to take down these two rebels for me!"

While speaking, his eyes kept unconsciously looking at Zhong Mengran, his eyes were burning with desire, and his desire for Zhong Mengran was not concealed at all, which made Zhong Mengran's eyes colder.

"I'm going to dig out his eyes."