Chapter 372: ,hide and seek

People in Mogushan have one characteristic: they are suspicious, cautious, and they don't trust anyone. When they walk, their eyes are always alert. A black thief is such a person. The black thief is a nickname sent by his peers. His real name is Zhang Qiantian. Because of two days of late birth, there is such a nondescript name. As the saying goes, only the wrong name, no wrong nickname, the gangster, as the name suggests, is a thief, but this thief is dark, not only steal other The person, along with the line, did not let go. Over time, he was given such a nickname by his peers, showing that he hated him. Dust ↓
The gangsters are not ashamed, but proud. His understanding was that he was a thief, that is, stealing. Whoever steals is not stealing, only his own name is to take.
A group of elated players came out from the inside and said this, looking at the joy in the corner of their eyes, it is not difficult to see that they have learned a lot. Generally speaking, there are two kinds of people who come out before dark, one is to automatically retreat, the other is to harvest too much, worry about accidents, and quit early. These people, a total of seven, obviously belong to the post By.
The black thief lingered in the past, and he didn't know when there was a puddle of blood on his chest, his breath was thick, as if to fall at any time.
"Where's the little fart!" The wildest man in the voice didn't wait for the black thief to bump into it and pushed it out.
"Ouch--" The gangster fell down with palms of pain, but pain appeared on his face, but he didn't dare to have any opinion when he saw the crowds of others, and he ran away far and wide, leaving a pool of blood on the ground.
"Hahaha-" The seven laughed, the most arrogant among those who shot, not at all ashamed of bullying a wounded child.
"Stop!" A very abrupt voice sounded out of thin air. The next moment, everyone saw an old man in front of him, blinded one eye, wearing sackcloth, and a broken sword in his back.
All seven were startled, but after seeing that it was such a blind old man, the big-eyed man with a rough voice glared, "Old man, dare to stop Uncle's way, do you want to die?"
This person naturally came in a hurry. He didn't know whether he was early or late, but he could only use the most stupid method to check one by one. Jiuyang Shenzhu mattered. He He was so anxious that his tone couldn't be better, and his eyes flashed fiercely, and he said coldly, "Take out all you get."
Is this old man crazy? The seven of them stunned, and then laughed, or the big man, who shot back the gangster, strode forward, slap to the face of one eye, and sneered: "Dare to rob us, I don't know Are we robbers? Do you think you are the Lord of Mogu Mountain? "
Snapped!
The laughter of the people stopped suddenly, as if they were pinched around their necks, their veins were bare, and their eyes were almost protruding. The expression was more horrible than seeing a ghost late at night.
The companion shot turned into a puddle of ground meat, sprinkled the ground, braving the heat. The old man was standing upright, as if he hadn't moved at all, and the only eyes flashed fiercely.
With so many people, no one can see clearly how one eye shot.
"Senior--" The eldest of the seven came out. The man had dark skin, potholes, like the surface of the moon, and fists in both hands, but only two words were spoken, and he was mercilessly interrupted by one eye.
"Open your space ring. After I check, I can roll."
"Senior, although you have great strength, but the ring is our personal possession, you dare--" The boss burst into a slam, his arm held up, and he became a force, and he was in a state of triumph. The strength of Jun, with both hands, turned the whole person into a mountain immediately, calm as a mountain, but the next scene destroyed all the confidence of reaching out the five brothers.
The palm of one eye fell, and the boss started from the palm. The forearm, forearm, skull, shoulders, waist, thighs, calves ... smashed. When the palm of one eye was retracted, the boss had completely turned into blood. The fog was red within three meters of the circle, and even the dregs could not be found. It was even worse than the previous one. At least the previous companion left something down.
"Let's take it!" The five saw their eyes stretch out their hands, their faces turned white, and they opened the space ring as fast as possible.
"I still have something on my body. I'm not allowed to hide it. I found it, dead!" One eye was murderous.
"Dare, dare not!" The five did not have the courage to resist, and even the most powerful boss was shot dead with a slap. They wanted to live for two more years.
"Go!" Although one eye is blind, the other eye is faster than anyone. When you glance at it, you know that you don't have what you want.
"Thank you, senior." If the five of them were pardoned, they ran away.
"You guys, take everything out, check!" One eye pointed at the person behind him.
"Old-" Qi Yuxuanang's young man stared at his eyes. His murderous spirit could not be released in the future. He was covered by his companion who had arrived here one step earlier, and said quickly in his ears. The fierce man's eyes involuntarily converged.
This is the only way to go out. Although it is not dark, someone has left one after another, and all are gathered here at this place, one by one, showing the space equipment honestly, waiting for inspection, there are also a few naughty In the end, the body is broken, the strength of one eye is amazing, and the gold-level masters are not regarded as one enemy.
"Young man, you stepped on my foot." A sudden voice sounded, scaring the gangster who was hiding behind the big tree and looking ahead. He jumped off and suddenly turned around, and saw an old man with white hair and red cheeks smiling. he.
"Senior, I, I, I ..." The gangster stuttered, incoherent.
"Show me what you touched before, can you?" The old man's tone was very kind, like the old grandfather next door.
"Senior, I, I, I don't know what you say?" The gangster pretended to be deaf and dumb.
The old man stretched out a hand, and the gangster was frightened. The rabbit stepping on his tail seemed to be rushing out. The movement of one hand reaching out to him impressed him so much that he would die. The action of being immortal is exactly the same as one eye, but he ran a dozen steps and found nothing abnormal. Looking back, the whole person was struck by lightning and stopped.
The old man's index finger and are generally long, trembling at unimaginable frequencies, the ring finger is slightly bent, and the little finger is hooked to rotate an irregular circle with a strange law. No matter from that point of view, these are some unconscious movements, but the black thief seems to see the most sacred idol, with a strong worship on his face and a pious expression.
"Senior, you, you, you ..." The gangster was really incoherent this time.
"When the old man was young, he had a little relationship with Xia Jiu Men." The old man resigned his hand.
"The disciples gangsters have met seniors." The gangsters respectfully respected.
"The gangster?" The old immortal looked at him in surprise.
"The disciple is just an outside disciple, and has not yet formally worshipped. He dare not call a steal." The black thief blushed, embarrassed.
"When is the gate of Xia Jiu Men so high?"
The gangster stumbled for a while and whispered, "The junior is actually not a person in the Nine Doors, but a young man with a in one of the Nine Doors. She tried to make me do something."
The old immortal frowns and laughs. A pair of eyes looked at the gangster, getting brighter and brighter, his smile converging, and he asked, "Would you like to follow my husband?"
"The junior Zhang Qiantian met the master." The gangster quickly knelt down, respectfully stunned his three heads. The hand that was just exposed to the immortality was definitely of the ancestor level. He heard the gimmick who taught him stealing skills, and the person who had been down the nine gates had just trained the of the forefinger and the middle finger, and he was already the top master in Jianghu. Now, in the lower nine gate is the third spot. The old immortal has been practiced with five fingers. This kind of state is said to be only found in the ancestors who have died.
"In my veins, I only accept one apprentice. I already have an apprentice, so I cannot accept you as an apprentice." After a long pause, he said, "Be my registered disciple for now."
"Thank you, Master!"
"Can you tell me what you have touched now?" The immortal asked.
"Master, please." The black thief opened the ring of space that was felt from the man with a rough voice. The man did not know until his death, and his one day's harvest was long touched.
A pile of gold coins, a few power seeds, a few flowers and plants, and two pieces of equipment. The old man regained his gaze. In fact, he also knew that there could not be what he needed. Although fate, nothingness, but the seven Individuals, at a glance, know that there is no one who is blessed. Such a person cannot get any real good things.
"Is the master looking for something? The disciples are working for the master!" The gangster was very clever. When he saw the immortal expression, he knew that he didn't have what he needed.
"I don't know." I never die. The gangster is a little dumbfounded, he doesn't know what to look for, and he still looks for? If it wasn't for the old man's row of immortals, plus the hand he just showed, he thought it was dementia.
"Some things don't know what it is until you see it."
"Oh!" The gangster seemed to understand.
"Let's go to EbookFREE.me ~ I can't control my temper with one eye," said the old immortal, shaking his head. "You can't let him kill everyone, you still need someone to explore here."
The gangster was startled and looked away. Sure enough, there were more than a dozen bloodstains next to one eye. This guy didn't blink with murder.
"Master, where is this place? Have I been here before?"
"Master, who is this kid, so low in strength, do you start to have no requirements for income?"
"Master, there are two bones that are almost rotten. What time do you help Daton find some fresh ones?"
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Liu Wei'an never thought that a skull would have so many words. I have n’t stopped for a long time along the way. The only good news is that Xiaoyahua ’s eyes seem to be normal, and he was cured with that purple leaf. Yes, I heard that as long as you don't use force, you won't bleed. Liu Wei'an hasn't understood the meaning of force.
"Well, so many people here, what are you doing, hide and seek?" A Da asked curiously.