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People who can survive in the black market have long forgotten how to write the word "honesty". It's not that Lao Hei has any idea of ??following along with the black hand. Without morals, there must be a bottom line to be long-term.
For example, in the past two days, someone opened a storage ring and made a fortune, and he never had the idea of ??opening a storage ring by himself. Instead, he took the opportunity to take out the storage rings in stock and tricked a group of daydreamers.
Make a lot of money steadily.
What kind of fat sheep is really stupid, he will never go to rob Dao, robbing houses is too unskilled, and easy to die, the group of strong people who robbed Dao that I saw hundreds of years ago, I can¡¯t see any of them now.
Asking this question, I just want to know, he feels that this information may be transferred to others in the future, or a lot of money.
Of course he knew the young man in front of him. He was robbed with Mustache. Because he was relatively restrained and had a vicious eye for choosing targets, he hadn't been wiped out all these years.
If it's really the kind of unscrupulous, robbing idiot who doesn't look at the target, who will go to the road when he sees someone, and provokes someone who is not easy to mess with, and the other party comes to the black market to buy news for real money, people here, as long as they know it, absolutely Will sell the person who robbed the road without hesitation.
The reason why they didn't sell the mustaches was purely because there were no poor people who were not short of money to ask for money.
The last time he saw the young man who came to roll the buttons, he saw that he was poor, and his pocket was cleaner than his face. Haha, the level of casual cultivation seems to be not too low, but this kind of casual cultivation has no good skills. Inheritance of the law, there will be no good secretary's secret method, let alone any bad magic weapon, and the combat power is completely at the bottom among monks of the same level.
The unlucky ones who are the disciples of the Martial School, what kind of challenges and retrogrades, are basically these guys who seem to be in a high level, but are actually suffering.
A few months ago, I heard that a disciple of Shenhai in the Five Elements Mountain met five strong men from the Dao of the Lingtai in the wild. He killed all five of them with his bare hands and without using any killing weapons, but he was completely unharmed. No loss, everyone sighed that Wuxingshan had another genius.
The actual situation is that the disciple who is no more than Shenhai has two special protective treasures on his body. Standing there and letting five people fight, they can't break the defense. They don't need to use protection at all. Five people were hammered to death.
As for why the five people didn't run away?
Behind him was a guardian of the Dao Palace, who didn't help the murderer, but just went crazy for dozens of miles, so that the five blind robbers couldn't escape.
It is impossible for the vast majority of people to know the actual situation, they only know the result.
Therefore, what Lao Hei is wondering now is that this young man who is robbing the road in front of him does not want revenge, but still pursues him, what is he trying to do.
After thinking about it, of course there are only benefits left. The ones that can be robbed are naturally treasures, and the Kuhaha casual cultivator can kill them all. Maybe it is some amazingly powerful killing treasure in his hand.
But there is only one of you left who can be killed, and you still go to die?
"You answer my question in exchange, but you'd better not break the rules and fool me with false news."
The young man of Jiedao pondered for a moment, and felt that people like Lao Hei, even if he said it, he would definitely not be interested in joining the group.
"He is mediocre, and his accent is not from a local, but he has a very powerful killing magic weapon in his hand, which is shaped like a purple gold gourd. Hearing his order, there will be a white light, and the head will be cut off. It's just that the magic weapon uses It seems to be very restrictive."
"He went north." Old Hei replied without changing his expression, and after glancing at the young man, he added: "For the sake of what you said in such detail, let me tell you one more thing, he may go The old place of the Chu Dynasty."
"how do you know?"
Lao Hei smiled and said nothing, never saying another word.
The Chu Dynasty was completely wiped out, not only the court and some clans were wiped out, but also some unique inheritances, cultural records, and language legends were all completely wiped out. The official language of the Chu Dynasty back then is no longer spoken.
Even if there were, only the descendants of those who fled all the way to the south in those years had the slightest chance of being able to speak the official dialect of the Chu Dynasty.
But the vast majority of people don't know how to speak anymore. When they come to the Great Yingshenchao, Lao Hei has seen people with this kind of accent before.
The young man who robbed him left, and Lao Hei sat alone in the deserted shop, waiting for customers to come to his door.
In my heart, I couldn't help but recall the information just now.
A young Haiyan who is suspected to be a descendant of the people of the Chu DynastyAfter chasing all the way, it was already confirmed that the fat sheep had gone to the old place of the Chu Dynasty, but at the seventh old place of the Chu Dynasty, he finally confirmed the whereabouts of the fat sheep first, and rushed to the front to ambush.
It's really that fat sheep, it's too inconspicuous, especially the body shape and appearance, it's so ordinary that you can forget it when you turn your head. The streets are full of this kind of casual cultivators. People asked, but no one had any impression.
Especially, as long as this fat sheep enters the city, it will disappear like a drop of water into the sea.
It was not easy to trick these idiots into carrying the thunder, and let them go to death first. After chasing for so many days, Mao never saw them. The patience of these people has also been exhausted. If there is no result this time, these guys will definitely Let him walk around without eating.
After the Fat Sheep came this time, he must let him die in an ugly and distinctive way!
After more than a day.
Qin Yang wobbled, and finally came to this ruined area at the speed of a poor casual cultivator with no good way to get on the road.
The traces of the ruins were stretching, looming among the trees, and Qin Yang looked in the distance, suddenly startled.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and a golden light flashed out of his pupils. When he looked again, he saw hundreds of miles away, and there were various auras looming in many places.
Under the pupil technique, the faint aura of the formation, the evil aura, the hidden murderous aura, and the aura of the monks are all like lights in the dark night, which can be seen at a glance.
And there is still the breath of the young man who robbed the road.
Qin Yang was overjoyed. He thought that the fear in the young man's heart had overwhelmed his greed, but he didn't expect that this guy would act before he planned, and he knew how to lower the vigilance of his opponent first.
In fact, after passing through so many scenic spots in a row, without seeing any sign of chasing him, Qin Yang already thought that the young man didn't want to take any risks.
Never thought that he could endure it for so long, and made full preparations. After confirming his whereabouts, he ran to the front to block him, and set up traps, waiting for him to plunge into it.
What a surprise.
Qin Yang's brows were filled with joy, but he tried his best not to laugh.
Pretending not to know anything, he strode into the ruins, and even bypassed the traps on the edge for the convenience of their siege, and went straight to the inside.
Following Qin Yang's entry, someone has already spotted Qin Yang's figure. After all, no one would come to this place on weekdays.
"It's him, it's this person, be careful, the treasure in his hand is very powerful, don't give him a chance to move it."
The young man drooped his eyelids, resisting his excitement, for fear that his eyesight would be too strong and Fat Sheep would notice it first.
When Qin Yang was about to step into the center of the ruins, he finally plunged into a pre-arranged trap.
Poisonous mist spewed out from under the ground, and finger-thick pointed poisonous snakes, accompanied by the poisonous mist, rushed towards Qin Yang.
Qin Yang just circulated his true essence a little bit, and made protection on his body surface, pretending that he had no time to react, and didn't seem to have any magic weapon for protection, and resisted the attack of poisonous mist and poisonous snake.
The poisonous mist corroded his body-protecting essence, the poisonous snake had a big mouth, sticking out its fangs, pierced Qin Yang's body-protecting essence with ease, and bit Qin Yang's body.
"He's been tricked! Go!"
In the darkness, the old man with ADHD let out a low growl, and the rest of the people rushed out immediately, surrounding Qin Yang in all directions.
In the pervasive black poisonous mist, Qin Yang looked at the poisonous snakes hanging on his body, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.
He is too strong
He didn't do any protection, let these things bite, they couldn't even break his skin, those toxins were even more garbage, and the part that penetrated through the hole in the protection of the true essence also couldn't penetrate his skin In the flesh
What to do with this, in case these people find that he is not poisoned, this is obviously not a performance that ordinary casual cultivators can have.
After thinking for a while, Qin Yang took a light breath, took the initiative to inhale a little toxin, suppressed the true essence with all his strength, suppressed the qi and blood, suppressed the instinctive reaction of the body, and barely let the toxin begin to show some signs of attack.
After a few breaths, Qin Yang's face slowly turned black, with a look of poisonous hair.
Seeing that the people outside didn't respond, Qin Yang was full of worry, they wouldn't find anything, right? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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