Chapter 92: Wild shop

The tragic death of the devil who sent the deaf, after all, caused some influence.
The Gorefiend's younger brothers are so hot, and the release is definitely not good, which makes some of the devils hesitate, followed by a moody demon, obviously risky.
Once again, I want to refine the ghosts of the corpse after the killing, and the vacillating heart suddenly returns to its original position.
- Probably the devils are all this kind of temper, just get used to it.
Chen Wo did not close the door and practiced with one heart.
He didn't appear in front of people, but it was just right. Those who came to give gifts every day, and those who flattered him with all kinds of thoughts, were afraid to touch the anger. Everyone was relaxed.
Behind the nature, there are also some scornful scorns. What retreats and retreats is probably a gentle and gentle township. It is fascinated by beautiful monks.
When the release group assigned a group of people to transport the heavy water tank to the capital, the guys with broken mouths talked about it again. The Gorefiend dissatisfied with Chen He was fascinated by the beauty, and sent the monks directly.
The situation in Beijing is even worse than that in Henan.
In just two months, people have been missing, and Baishan Academy and Dabaoguo Temple have been affected to varying degrees.
Fortunately, the person who has an accident, the highest official position is just Hanlin. These Jingguan people are light and can easily cover up the past. The emperor on the throne only thinks that some Wufu chaos is a disaster, and it is a temper.
In the eyes of the people in the magic path, Xiang Wanchun, who is the master of the crime, is a bit of a sign of luck.
As a patron of the sacred sage, it also benefited from the dead treasure of the Sword Swordsman. After dozens of days, it was announced that the promotion of the Mahayana period, the Yuzhou Gorefiend sent rare Rare people as a gift, obviously Supporting Wan Chun as a new demon.
In the eyes of the people in the field of comprehension, the covenant has been reached in the secret of the Supreme God, to Wan Chun, and to the secret.
Waiting for Wan Chun to thoroughly grasp the forces left by the Sword Swordsman, the Gorefiend devils and the Ghosts, and the Supreme Masters, the three forces together, is this still worth it?
On the right track, the Da Zongmen are restless, and the frequent paper cranes pass the book and contact each other, lest the magic road be unified.
Yes, the other three demon lords who were only responsible for watching the drama were dragged down by the rumors. The squabble blushes and the neck is thick. They are all discussing who is the underdog who is stared under the magic tract, even for This opened a gamble.
As for the poor ghosts?
He has not been officially matched with the release, and he has been tagged with a failure.
"Humph!"
A black robe was heavily thrown on the table.
When the bowl hits the wooden table, both things become silent and become powder.
This is a wild shop in the wilderness. The location is very remote. In the middle of the night, the booth is still closed. The blue cloth scorpion is hung high and has a tea word on it.
The booth was surrounded by bamboo poles and thick blankets were used as the ceiling.
The felt cloth is gray and black, and it is spliced ​​out in a mess. The oil stains are mottled.
- In fact, it is a symbol, wind and sand.
This wild shop is the place where the comprehensions rest. These shops are run by the sects of the size, usually in the wilderness, and can exchange news so as not to detour into the city where mortals live.
The black robes vented like this, and the monks on the tea stalls frowned and said nothing.
A scholar in a green robe just walked in. When I saw this, I took a small piece of broken silver from the sleeve and threw it on the wreck of the wooden table. When I raised my hand, I pulled the black robe to the other table.
Seeing compensation, the person in charge of watching the booth is too lazy to look at it. What can a bowl and a bowl value?
The dissidents also turned their heads and continued to negotiate the gambling.
"Unfortunately, it will definitely be a swallowing lord. His territory is in Qingzhou, and he is bordered by Yuzhou!"
"The swallowing of the sage is poor, whoever greets his territory, looking down, Jingzhou Yangzhou is not rich!"
"And live, that's the land of the aggregator! Can't say it!"
The robe of the black robe faintly screams of anger.
"What do you care about with them?" The scholar of the robes of the robes was pale and pale, and his face was sick and his hands were in the sleeves.
"Ignorant junior." The black robe squeezed four words out of his teeth. "The guys don't dare to say the right way, but they dare to take the magic to open up, and live impatient!"
The Qingpao scholars felt a little funny, and they coughed low and low: "Swallowing the moon, living in the world, how can it be said?"
"I'm not human!"
"Well, you are not." The scholar gave up his foot helplessly, stepping on the foot of his companion under the table. "Slightly, don't you, ghosts have found you?"
"The idiot." The black robes were one of the six lords of the Magic Road. He scorned, "The guy always thought that others would be like him, and would be tempted by the small profits."
"The ghosts have many ghosts on their hands, but they eat a lot." The scholar coughed twice and joked. "I still want to come over from your side. I didn't expect it to be a little good." Count on fishing."
The swallowing sage is impatient and said: "You go to help the Gorefiend to kill the ghosts, and the point of the ghost is good, he must agree!"
"..."
The Qingpao scholar was silent.
The swallowing lord pulled the black robe and asked: "What?"
"I am afraid... Gorefiend sees me, I have to start." Qingpao scholars smiled bitterly.
The swallower is quite surprised: "Do you have a hatred with him?"
"Probably."
"There is a mother-in-law, how is it possible to scream?" The swallowing lord said with no anger. "You don't know if you don't have a hatred, do you live?"
The Qingpao scholars continued to smile: "One hundred years ago, the aggregator used a mysterious purple jade, a companion purple snake, to come to southern Xinjiang to find me, and replaced the snake of one of the top ten Miaojiang Hey. Who knows they want to make an idea for the North Xuan faction!"
As the listener's swallowing sage, there is still a bit of blasphemy.
"... More than 30 years ago, the Blood Devils released the sorcerer, and tried to kill the North Xuan faction, and killed hundreds of the four elders of the aggregator. This matter is very hot. In fact, you and I have heard some news, saying that the aggregates are plotting. Beixuan Mibao, under the poison to live in Nanhongzi." Qingpao scholars face more sick and see the twilight, "Imagine, can make the Mahayana monk debilitated poison, but if the South Hongzi died, not to mention the treasure What is the release of the two masters of the Mahayana period? It is not so good."
"You mean -" The swallowing lord stood up.
The Qingpao scholars sighed and sighed and said: "I suspected that the killing of Nan Hongzi was not because he was crazy, but that he saw that his master was not saved. He simply killed a sword and broke through."
"This, this is really true!" The swallowing lord did not consciously make a swallowing action, and muttered to himself dryly. "Well, I am not angry. When I am in distress, I am not trapped by love. This Gorefiend is also known as Shi Yingjie, I don't want to be right with him."
"Look at your point!" Qingpao scholars drink low.
"I don't like to deal with smart people who are flexible, too cold, and too awake." The swallowing lord said with a lingering heart, "Two hundred years ago, I suffered a lot from the Sword Lord!"
The Qingpao scholar is dumb.
"The sword is a guy who looks particularly transparent. My secret is about to dig through him. This kind of person is arrogant, talking and killing, and it is terrible." The swallowing sage said in a serious way.
"No, it’s really not such a person!"
Qingpao scholars silently mourn in their hearts, almost to cover their tears, because no one believes in the truth! What's more, he is not a slap in the face, and belongs to the sorrows and secrets of the Sword Swordsman. How can he take it out as a talk?
"Don't mention him! Anyway, he is dead!" swallowed the moon's domineering wave.
The Qingpao scholars are speechless.
In addition to the group of discussions on the situation of the Magic Road in the wild shop, other monks sat in twos and threes, quietly talking, apparently using sound-proof spells, and the table of swallowing the Moon is not eye-catching.
In a few moments, there was a monk who looked up and did not intend to see the Qingpao scholar. First, he stayed for a while, revealing a doubtful look, followed by the whole person shaking.
Even squatting, sliding directly from the bench to the bottom of the table.
"Miao...Miao..."
The Qingpao scholar did not look right, knowing that this person recognized himself, stood up with his sleeves and stood up, and fluttered and said: "You don't have to worry, this one has nothing to do."
After saying that he left, the swallower did not catch up with the gas.
After a while, I heard the screams coming and going.
"Miao Jiang Yu Wang!! Help, do you drink tea, have you approached him?" The scattered men frightened and asked each other.
"There is also the silver that the king of the earth gives, and I will pack it with cloth...you go, I won't go!"
The Qingpao scholars are depressed and stepping up.
The swallowing sage is slowly following behind: "Well, how come you ran to Yuzhou?"
"I want to go to the capital city and pass by Yuzhou." Miao Jiang Yu Wang looked at his friend with a strange look, and then coughed. "Yu Jian Zun wrote a letter to invite me to solve a problem. He met a heart and tortured him. The person who does not know the truth, he questioned whether there is a problem with the one I gave, or a person who can resist the effectiveness of the heart, and of course I have to come to the capital to see."
The swallowing lord immediately said: "It is definitely not your fault! There are such strange people, you really have to go and see!"
"..."
Is this the point?
Yu Wang felt that his confidence in the swallowing of the Moon had disappeared, like the dust that had been blown by the wind, and the cockroaches burned by the three real fires, leaving only the sad residue...
"I am leaving, my friends take care." Miao Jiangyan Wang turned and left without expression.
"Oh, there is a chance to meet again." The swallowing moon said carelessly.
After listening to the king, he rushed and rushed, and even the eyes went away.
He ran for more than a dozen miles in one breath, just preparing to stop and catch his breath, and suddenly saw the smoke falling behind, swallowing the familiar voice of the moon into a line, and passing it over:
"Wait, don't go! You made it clear, isn't the guy in the sword not dead?"
The Miaojiang dynasty smashed the nose of the king, and his body shape flashed, turning into a streamer.
- If you are not worried about swallowing the moon and don't know the truth, and you don't want to offend the slaying sword, he doesn't want to leak this opportunity!
"Still, don't go!"
The more you want to swallow the moon, the more you feel, the more you are scared, the sword is swindling, this is how big a game of chess! what is the problem?
The author has something to say: Yan Wang feels that his confidence in the swallowing of the Moon has disappeared, like the dust that has been blown by the wind, the cockroaches that have been burned by the three fires, leaving only the sad residue...
Translation:
Yu Wang completely lost confidence in the IQ of his small partner. He was so confused in the wind that he couldn’t speak.