When Qinchuan looked at Young Master Zang, the other party also looked at Qinchuan and even smiled and nodded.
Qinchuan also smiled and nodded.
The battle ended very quickly. Young Master Ming had lost, and his reputation was in tatters. Furthermore, he even had to carry feces. In this world, be it martial artists or ordinary people, they all valued promises and credibility. Especially in such a situation, everyone knew that if you dared to disobey, then everyone would look down on you.
Young Master Ming was an influential figure, but he was abused just like that. Moreover, they were all from the Radiant and Dark Branch. This was considered an internal conflict.
Moreover, those who were familiar with him knew who Young Master Ming was. Needless to say, Young Master Ming wanted to mess with the newcomers, but he was beaten up.
Qinchuan originally already had a little bit of fame. After all, Young Master Tang was easily defeated by Qinchuan. Now that he defeated Young Master Ming, he was in the limelight for a moment.
Many people were inquiring about Qinchuan's news.
In addition, Fatty and White Light also became famous. Fatty's performance was also very eye-catching. After all, he could use a big stick to block Young Master Ming, and Young Master Bai was like a night walker with a dagger. Young Master Ming's two companions didn't have the strength to resist at all.
White Light knew that if Qinchuan didn't increase his speed by more than ten times, he naturally wouldn't be able to do it now. There was also Fatty. Fatty could be so valiant, which was also the reason why he had the advantage in speed and strength. Naturally, it was incomparably easy.
This was also the terror of the Eleven Flowers Deity Position and Level 11 array formation.
Others naturally also had array formations and some abilities, but there was definitely a gap between them and Qinchuan's Deity Position and array formation, and this gap wasn't small.
After the battle, there was a lot of discussion. Many people also wanted to get close to Qinchuan and the others, but Qinchuan didn't have such thoughts and directly returned to his own small courtyard.
The others also gradually dispersed.
However, Qinchuan and the other two's duties still needed to be arranged. Finally, they were to manage a patch of flowers.
In fact, some of the jobs here were in the kitchen, sweeping the yard, taking care of the flowers and trees …
Clothing, food, lodging, transportation, eating, drinking, and defecating. The worst was naturally the duty of being in charge of the latrine. Young Master Ming wanted Qinchuan and the other two to be in charge of the latrine, but he didn't expect to shoot himself in the foot. Otherwise, it wouldn't be his turn to carry the manure.
At this time, the wound on Young Master Ming's body had already been treated. His injury wasn't serious, but his anus was broken. There were a few small holes in his lower body, but those few small holes were also very uncomfortable. This made him hate Qinchuan to the bone. He wanted to cut Qinchuan into a thousand pieces.
The other thing was that he had to carry manure the next day. Just thinking about it made him so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. No one would say anything if he didn't go, but if he did, he would completely lose his face. Wherever he went, people would criticize him.
He was still hesitating. Moreover, Young Master Zang and the others would definitely be happy to see him. If he didn't go, they would create some momentum that would be disadvantageous to him. Moreover, he couldn't refute them. After all, so many people saw it that day and knew about it.
He was a person who dared to take responsibility for his actions. If he didn't do it, then there was a problem with his character. Even the people around him would look down on him.
Just thinking about it made him feel a headache. In the end, he rubbed his head and decided to think about it tomorrow. If it didn't work, then he would delay it. He was injured, so he would think about it after his injuries were healed …
He seemed to have thought of a good idea. He could delay acting cool for a while and let himself think about what to do. Maybe this matter would be over.
However, sometimes, ideals were good, but reality was cruel.
The next day, many people were waiting for Young Master Ming to carry manure. They formed a few teams and kept creating momentum.
The most proactive one was Young Master Zang. Moreover, his ability seemed to be not bad. He called his friends and talked about it. If Young Master Ming didn't carry manure today, he would probably become a person who went back on his words, a person who didn't dare to take responsibility for his words …
Young Master Ming held on until noon. He really couldn't hold on anymore. He brought those two people. Wasn't it just to carry manure?
Then, he saw the high and mighty Young Master Ming and two other people carrying manure. It was so smelly. It was really smelly. The faces of the three of them were even uglier than if their fathers had died.
When had they ever done such a thing before?
Young Master Zang and the others looked at Young Master Ming and the other two happily. They pointed at them and chatted.
"Young Master Ming, the way you carry manure is very imposing. This position was naturally arranged for you …"
Young Master Ming nearly threw the manure he was carrying on Young Master Zang's head.
Qinchuan didn't go to see Young Master Ming carry manure. Fatty and White Light went.
This matter passed just like that. The imposing manner towards Young Master Ming carrying manure was mainly to see it. Therefore, Young Master Ming only carried for three days. However, these three days nearly made him go crazy.
After the novelty had passed, Young Master Ming was also a responsible person. Following that, when people carried manure, Young Master Ming didn't carry it anymore.
Young Master Zang and the others didn't pay attention to it. To them, it was enough as long as Young Master Ming could carry it once. This had already made Young Master Ming lose all his face.
… …
The Demon Lord ate very happily. After eating, he said, "That Young Master Ming probably hates you to death right now."
"There are too many people who hate me. I don't care if there's one more." Qinchuan smiled.
"The Ming clan will definitely send people to find you. Remember, they won't forcefully attack you. It's fine as long as you don't agree to their challenge," the Demon Lord said.
"It's fine. Don't worry, I know what to do. You're really good to me." Qinchuan smiled at this enchanting and fairy-like woman.
This woman was mature and noble, like a natural noble lady. Elegant and charming, there were times when she was sexy and charming, like a little woman. The more time he spent with her, the more he discovered that this woman possessed an irresistible charm.
Qinchuan raised his head and lightly brushed his hand across the Demon Lord's lips. There was a grain of rice at the corner of her mouth.
The Demon Lord's face instantly turned red.
He slightly lowered his head.
Qinchuan was also taken aback. That action just now had been too natural, almost without any thought. He could still feel the softness of her lips when his finger had brushed across them.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the room grew quiet, and even the sound of breathing and heartbeat became clear.
"Enemy!" The Demon Lord softly sighed.
Qinchuan trembled and lightly walked over. He naturally understood what the Demon Lord was thinking, but he also knew that the Demon Lord was doing his best to restrain himself.
"Ah, you woman!"
Qinchuan picked her up.
The Demon Lord did not struggle, nor did he panic.
Qinchuan did nothing else. Carrying her horizontally, he walked out of the room and soared into the air. The Five-Colored Dragon Sparrow appeared and Qinchuan landed on its back. The sky was high and the sea was wide, the blue sky and white clouds. The Five-Colored Dragon Sparrow streaked across the sky.
The wind howled in the air.
The Demon Lord leaned against Qinchuan's chest, his eyes closed as he softly said, "I can't forget you, nor can I forget you, but I am not in your heart."
The Demon Lord's voice was very gloomy.
"You are in my heart," Qinchuan said.