It seemed that in Wang Simin's line, Han Qianqian's guess was correct.
The Four Evil Kings might indeed be of the same origin and different roots as Cool-Son Yeh, and the United Army of Fuye, where the Four Evil Kings were located, also belonged to this situation.
"Interesting, too interesting, it seems that the City of Burning Bones has really gone to great lengths for me, Han Qianqian, this time." Han Qianqian laughed bitterly.
Things had become clearer and clearer, and it was also clear with the expression that there was currently a huge deep pit waiting for him there, with enemies who had already begun to converge with the intention of besieging him, and also with some mysterious people whose enemies and friends were difficult to distinguish for the time being.
Lin Long nodded and did not speak again.
"How was it, was the skewer good?" Han Qianqian suddenly asked with a smile.
Lin Long instantly froze in the air with the hand holding the skewer straight away.
What the fuck did that mean?
Why was Han Qianqian suddenly concerned about whether the skewer in his hand was tasty? Lin Long was definitely not touched by this care, on the contrary, his heart was cold at this moment, as if there was an unsettling premonition rising from the bottom of his heart.
"Holy shit ...... you're not going to let me go out and do something again, are you?" Lin Long looked at Han Qianqian with an incomparably weak heart.
Han Qianqian had a harmless look on his face and said glumly, "Shit, don't you be so preoccupied, okay? I just asked you if the skewers were good. Should I give you some more?"
Although Lin Long's mouth was slanderous, his head shook like a rattle, "Shit, your stuff, as good as it tastes, experience and blood have taught me not to crave for more ......"
After saying that, he honestly put the meat skewer in front of Han Qianqian, then fearfully and obscenely retreated back to his seat obediently.
"You say you son of a bitch, I kindly want to give you in grill some food, know you go out a trip hard, you fucking do not eat even if, but also fucking insult my personality." Han Qianqian said in an unpleasant manner, after finishing his sentence, he angrily glared at Lin Long, "You always think that I want to screw you, fine, then I will really screw you for the sake of you insulting my character so much."
Hearing Han Qianqian's words, and then seeing Han Qianqian's appearance of pretending as if he was really doing that, Lin Long's heart was instantly harder than a dog's.
"Is that fucking okay? Han Qianqian, the longest fucking road I've ever taken is your set up." Lin Long was speechless, because what was clear was that Han Qianqian's move would end up with the same fucking result whether he accepted it, or whether he fucking didn't.
"Don't be so nervous, you won't be made to sell your flesh." Han Qianqian gave him a helpless blank look, and then, a few more barbecues were thrown over.
Lin Long had only just healed somewhat and was assigned out by himself, and he was aware that Lin Long hadn't had a good day since he followed him to the Eightfold World.
In Lin Long's own words, maybe he was paying back what he owed Han Qianqian, but how could Han Qianqian not feel sorry for his brother?
Anyway, the pit had been pitched, so Lin Long no longer refused the food that Han Qianqian threw up, so he picked it up and ate it directly.
"Eat slowly, be careful of swallowing." After Han Qianqian finished speaking, with a movement in his hand, a wine jug flew to Lin Long's front.
"Shit, fucking people who have been a messenger on Earth are different." Lin Long couldn't help but sigh as he ate.
Han Qianqian smiled faintly and didn't say anything.
"All right, all right, what do you want me to do? You hurry up and make it painful, damn it, you're making it seem like you're putting a knife behind my neck and I don't know when to cut me." Lin Long said glumly.
"Actually, it's not that difficult." Han Qianqian let out a bitter laugh, "You don't have to make it so tense."
"Shit, say."
"I'm asking you something!" Han Qianqian said with a straight face.
"You're asking me about something?" Lin Long froze and said, rather puzzled, "This is something, shouldn't you go to Jiang Hu Bai Xiao Sheng? He's the one who knows a lot, isn't he?"
"It's natural to need to ask him about human matters, but the problem is that it's not human matters I'm asking about." Han Qianqian said softly.
"Not human matters?" Lin Long frowned slightly, "That's ......"
"Poor Qi!" Han Qianqian said indifferently
"Poor Qi?" Lin Long drew a cold breath backwards ......