Chapter 969: Evil city under Shijingcheng

"Hou, I have a suggestion, maybe I can find Miss Hu Xue. 126shu" Du Feiyan suddenly thought of something, happy.
"Say!"
"My grandfather was at the time, once mentioned such a glimpse, saying that in an underground ancient city in the north, there is a trading market that belongs only to evil roads, ten times bigger than the ghost market. There are evil people from all over the world. Dedicated to doing some evil trades that are not ashamed of the right path."
"There are still people who are blood trading, there are all kinds of evil spirits, and of course there are more transactions beyond our imagination! I remember Grandpa said that there are special demon slaves, ghost slaves, and slave markets, and the business is abnormal. The emperor’s hiding place is concealed and extraordinary. It is difficult for people who are not evil to enter, and the rules are strict. The evil people are extremely good at disguising. The good people in front are better than the evil spirits. Therefore, ordinary people have hardly heard of it, let alone find it. !
"Hou Ye doesn't know, it's also reasonable. If things are not urgent today, I can't think of this."
Du Fei Yan Dao.
"How come in?" Qin asked.
"There is a secret number in the entrance. At the same time, it is better to have a wicked identity. If it is to go to the slave market, I suggest that Hou Ye preferably has a ghost or demon who has a very high value for sale and can alarm the top of the evil buyers. With Hu Xue, a rare three-tailed fox, except for the top group, others can't afford it. Hou Yue is closer to the upper level, and hope is bigger."
Du Feiyan introduced.
"I don't know much about the underground martial arts. Do you have the right admission?" Qin asked.
"Hou Ye, I know that there is a master named Ji Wuxie in the evil way. It is said that it was a level of invincibility in the past. This person is said to be one of the most bizarre masters of evil. He has never seen his true face in his life. No one wants to see it, because those who have seen it are dead."
"Hou Ye can pretend to be Ji Wuxie into the ghost market, which will save a lot of trouble."
"Of course, it is necessary to remind you that there is a complete management mechanism in the ancient city. You are the king of the earth. The ancient city owner is the king of the underground. One is one evil, and the other is not erected. The identity of Hou Ye must not be exposed, otherwise he is afraid. It is dangerous."
Du Feiyan reminded me that he took out a yellow map from his pocket and handed it to Qin: "The password and the entrance are here, Hou Hou takes care."
"Ok!"
Qin Lan took the map, glanced at it, remembered it, and gave it to Du Feiyan.
The opening time of the underground ancient city is the time of the day, the entrance of a small door in the old town of Shijingcheng, named Cold Book Baishi.
The boss is a veteran old man. During the day, he sells some incense sticks and paper money. The business is very cold, and almost no visitors enter.
After 11 o'clock in the evening, the cold old man used a bamboo pole to hold two white lanterns hanging in the doorway. The shop door was closed, and the black light inside was smashed into a dead silence.
Hanging white lanterns means that the ancient city is open, and people can enter, but this time it is impossible to walk the main entrance. In the backyard of the Baishidian, a small red-red door wall is opened, and two black gowns are standing at the door. A deadly man.
When Qin Lan arrived, there were already ten people outside the door. Among them, several eyes were scarlet like blood, not a ghost or a demon! Most of them are dresses of the martial arts world. They are mainly long-sleeved gowns, cloaks and practice clothes.
Into the backyard, there is a door inside, there is a disciple who is responsible for asking for passwords and identity!
When it was the turn of the Qin dynasty, the two strong men at the door raised their hands and stopped him. They shouted coldly: "Come on the password!"
"A cavity is and yellow, thousands of gates are ruined, and Wanjun directly refers to the Golden Temple. The four seas return to the present!" Qin Xiao's cold knife-like sound penetrated from the black cloak, and the cold murder was immediately quoted. Later, the audience followed.
"The password is wrong, grab him!"
When the two guards heard it, their looks changed greatly, and they reached out to hold Qin’s arm.
The ancient city has a strict censorship system. Without a password, it is not a wicked person. There must be a conspiracy here!
"Let's relax!" Qin Hao cold drink, infuriating, the two guards only felt Taishan blowing, screaming, slammed into the house.
"Someone wants to get through!" But after listening to the inside, there were more than a dozen evil masters rushing out. The leader of the shop was the old man with the eyes of the shop owner.
"Friends, this is not the place where you make troubles. I assure you that no matter who you are, you will not want to be an enemy of the ancient city." The old man with cold eyes is cold and cold.
"Let's release, I promise you, and then dare to stop, you will die!" Qin Xiao sneered, the right foot stepped, booming, the entire store was like an earthquake, violently shaking.
Everyone was shocked, and the eyes of the old man with yellow eyes flashed a faint color. Immediately, he asked the fist: "The cold man is cold, but it is a watchdog in the ancient city. I also ask friends to see it."

"I am afraid that you can't see." Qin Xiao smiled.
"I don't think? I have to see how big you are. It's a ghost, let me see."
A middle-aged man with a leopard's eye next to Leng Dongshan screamed, and the right-handed eagle hooked it and grabbed it at Qin's cloak.
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