Nine Desolate Sword Demon

Chapter 307

Zhao Qingcheng's courtyard.

When Peng Ye came here, he didn't push the door open, but went over the wall to the top of the big tree, looking at Zhao Qingcheng below.

"Ah! Why is there blood..."

Zhao Qingcheng, who was sitting on the stone table, saw a drop of blood falling on the stone table, and suddenly looked up in shock: "Peng Ye?!"

A boy crouched on a branch, cupped his mouth, jumped down with a swish, and then smiled shamelessly, "Sorry, I saw something I shouldn't have seen, hehe."

"You! You stinky rascal!" Hearing this, Zhao Qingcheng immediately took a step back, straightened the clothes on her chest, and shouted at Peng Ye with raised eyebrows.

"Didn't you look like you just now... Oh no, is it the way you miss me?" Peng Ye grinned shamelessly, and then sat down by himself, "How about it, I heard that you were having a temper tantrum with your brother recently. ?”

"How can there be? It's nothing." Zhao Qingcheng took the newspaper on the table, pretending to be disdainful, and said, "What have you been doing, you haven't come to me for so long, do you still have me in your heart! Hmph!"

"Of course, I'm here to see you, don't be angry." Peng Ye said with a smile, "Seeing how lively you are, I feel more at ease."

"It's because you still have a conscience, you know that you are worried about me and miss me, otherwise I would have to eat you up, hum." Zhao Qingcheng said angrily.

"I haven't seen you for so many days. I didn't expect that your cultivation base has entered the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm. You are really amazing." Peng Ye praised.

"That's not true. In some days, I will break through to the Great Power Realm. In our royal family, I am the most powerful person except for the Great Elder." Zhao Qingcheng whispered.

"That's a good relationship, so you can protect your brother." Peng Ye said.

"Sit down for a while, I'll get some dishes for you to see my cooking skills, it's definitely not comparable to the drunken man's house in the past." Zhao Qingcheng patted Peng Ye's shoulder, and immediately went to the dining room.

"Uh..." Peng Ye felt helpless for a moment. When Zhao Qingcheng was in Zuiwenglou, his culinary skills were something that even scared him.

gah...

The courtyard door was pushed open, Zhao Ritian walked in, saw that Peng Ye was alone, and immediately asked, "Why didn't you see Qingcheng?"

"She's gone to eat." Peng Ye waved his hand helplessly.

"Don't worry, her cooking skills have improved a lot." Zhao Ritian seemed to see through Peng Ye's thoughts at a glance, and said with a smile, and finally sat down at the stone table, "Tell me, what important matter do you want to discuss with me?"

"It's not a big deal, but I just want to ask if there are any wine cellars in this imperial city, or any facades that have sprung up in recent years?" Peng Ye asked.

"Can you be more specific, the king of my country has too many things to deal with, how do I know what yours are?" Zhao Ritian said angrily.

"There is a kind of prodigal son turning back." Peng Ye said at this time, "I don't know if you have heard of it?"

"The Prodigal Son Turns Back? Not only have I heard that my royal family still has more than a hundred altars. The new wine that just appeared a year ago has a sales volume of half a year, which is quite impressive." Zhao Ritian said after hearing the words, "As the so-called Prodigal Son Turns Back, the gold is not exchanged. In our imperial city, there seems to be such a facade called Jin Buhuan, no, it should be a hotel."

"Hotel?" Peng Ye was surprised.

"It's strange to say that Jinbuhuan is an inn, but it has to get rid of the inn and hang a hotel at the door, which is really unbelievable." Zhao Ritian frowned and said: "Although I haven't checked the source of the prodigal son's return, I think It has something to do with this hotel that doesn’t change money.”

"This fat man is really good. To make it easier for me to find him, he actually changed the inn into a hotel. He's really smart." Peng Ye smiled immediately after realizing it.

"Do you know this boss who doesn't change money?" Zhao Ritian asked after hearing the words.

"Well, a good brother of mine has also entered the Immortal Demon Forbidden Land with me twice." Peng Ye said without hiding anything from Zhao Ritian.

Soon.

Zhao Qingcheng copied a few dishes and brought them to the stone table, and said to Peng Ye, "These are all your favorite food, I have learned all about sweet and sour pork ribs and Kung Pao chicken, hey~"

"Not bad, very fragrant, with progress, with progress." Peng Ye ate a piece of pork ribs, and the aroma entered his throat, as if entering a dangerous situation, exciting.

"Brother, you are busy with government affairs, eat more pork ribs to nourish your brain, this is what Peng Ye said." Zhao Qingcheng also took a piece for Zhao Ritian.

"..." Zhao Ritian was speechless when he heard the words, this sister really spoke directly.

After a few people made do with their meals, Zhao Ritian continued to be busy with his business and left. Zhao Qingcheng came out to stay beside Peng Ye after packing up the dishes, holding his arm, his face full of happiness and satisfaction.

"When will you leave again?" Zhao Qingcheng said suddenly.

"Why, you want me to leave so soon?" Peng Ye joked unruly.

"No way, I wish you would stay with me in my royal family forever and never be separated. Hmph, but is that possible? I just know that you will definitely not stay longer." Zhao Qingcheng's tone became a little pessimistic at the end.

"I swear, as long as I, Peng Ye, don't die, I will make Zhao Qingcheng happy and never be separated." Peng Ye patted Qingcheng's head and swore to God.

"It's only your mouth that can say it, hum." Zhao Qingcheng curled his lips, "But I just like to listen to your nonsense. This princess has fallen."

……

After staying with Zhao Qingcheng in the royal family for a few days, Peng Ye left and went to the Jinbuhuan Hotel in the imperial city.

"Guest officer, please come inside."

As soon as he stepped into the hotel, a shopkeeper at the door greeted him enthusiastically.

"Do you know where the boss is?" Peng Ye looked at the shopkeeper and asked.

"I'm the boss here." The shopkeeper suddenly wanted to say, "I don't know if you want to stay or eat and drink?"

"Could it be that you brewed the wine when the prodigal son turns back?" Peng Ye was slightly surprised.

"No, no, this is not me." The shopkeeper said, "I'm just the owner of a branch of Jin Buhuan in the imperial city."

"Branch owner?" Peng Ye glanced at the shopkeeper.

"Well, judging from your reaction, it seems that what you just asked should be the largest shareholder of our Jinbuhuan Hotel. His surname is Zhou." The shopkeeper said, "He will not appear in the hotel on weekdays."

"Then where is he?" Peng Ye asked.

"Boss Zhou told me that he can't tell anyone where he lives." The shopkeeper said shyly, "unless that person knows the code."

"Tell me and listen." Peng Ye said.

"Pick the stars with the sun and the moon in your hand." The shopkeeper read, looking at Peng Ye: "My lord, if you can answer the following sentence, I can take you to see him."

"Good guy, be cautious enough." Peng Ye's mouth twitched with evil charm, and he immediately said to the shopkeeper: "Holding the sun and the moon to pick the stars, there is no one like me in the world."

Following Peng Ye's words, the shopkeeper was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes became serious. He looked around and whispered to Peng Ye, "Please follow me."

(End of this chapter)