Forbidden Jiuyao. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The name sounds a bit ...... Unclear?

Anyway, it's supposed to be a very powerful kind.

Everyone stepped forward separately and spontaneously picked up a black robe with a pure black mask, which was basically black if they were put on the upper body.

There's nothing as glorious and lofty as its name.

Wu Yong was still there to explain endlessly, but after saying a few words, he found that he was acting as a substitute, and the people in the jeweled mansion were standing on the side.

It's like he's introduced by the host...... It's embarrassing.

But what's going on with these people, Forbidden Jiuyao is so famous, it's basically a signature product of the Jeweled Treasure Building, and I haven't even heard of it?

Qiye or Ning Qingqiu, who can also be regarded as someone else's vision, is too high, so he may not be able to look down on such things, and others have better uses, which is not surprising.

But there are several others of unknown origin who do not know anything.

An Lian and An Hai are because they have too little knowledge, and the An family itself is not a big family, although they have a business house as a family business, but to be honest, they basically don't have the strength to cross the dangers along the way to the Wanhu Prairie, let alone participate in such a market.

So they're in a kind of oh wow, you're saying that's amazing, but I just don't know.

As for Lin Jingfeng and Hua Ying...... They came all the way from Qingyun Sect, and they really didn't know about these things, if it weren't for the fact that they were almost regarded as trying to sell, they wouldn't have worked so hard to track down, let alone trying their best to come here and try every possible way to enter the black market.

There's something like the black market, and the transactions in it are all dirty and bloody.

So in general, the genius monks don't like this place very much.

But existence is reasonable.

There are too many people, there are too many stories, the world has long abandoned them, and this is the only place that can give them rebirth, so there are also many monks who have fallen into the mud to rely on the opportunity in the black market to make a comeback, so they have been acting as the protector here.

The black market has no fixed place to be traded, it is all about Kyushu, doing all the yes and can't, the monks can imagine or can't even imagine the trade, it happens here every day, it makes people desperate, but it also brings some life and hope to these people.

The black Forbidden Jiuyao put on his body and put on his mask, and Ning Qingqiu clearly heard Qiye let out a small sneer.

That's right, he took off his own silver-blue mask some time ago, and today he brought a new ......

I don't know why, but she really wanted to laugh.

"Seven Nights, you have to keep your mask tight, if someone sees you......"

Qiye's hand moved, raised his eyebrows slightly, just such a movement, it was indescribable, he asked, "What do you mean?

Qingqiu's face was sincere: "How can it, it is precisely because you are too good to see people, so I let you pay attention to it, otherwise it will ......"

She couldn't get enough of it.

It's too much, and it's really annoying Qiye, and she's still a little stunned.

The others stood silently aside, and at this level of conversation, they didn't want to interject.

If you're not careful, it's the rhythm of putting yourself in.

Qiye didn't say anything, even if he understood that Ning Qingqiu was joking with him, he didn't get angry, he just silently took the mask with him, and left first.

The others hurried to follow.

Ning Qingqiu was a little dumbfounded, the glance that she looked at her in the last seven nights just now meant that she wanted to settle accounts with the queen of autumn, right?

I felt a little hairy in my heart, and suddenly I didn't dare to stop here any longer.

The group quickened their pace, hurriedly finished a certain part of the road, and when they came to an intersection, the middle-aged monk who led the way stopped.

Hua Ying asked him, "Why did you stop and why didn't you leave?"

One by one, his eyes swept over, everyone was shrouded in black robes and cloaks, and even his face was covered tightly, it stands to reason that as one of the people in charge of the Jewel Building, his authority is still quite large, he is also a Jindan monk, but Ping An gives him a strong sense of crisis, the key is that in addition to him, there are people in the dark who give him an extreme sense of danger, or deliberately show his breath to intimidate him.

That's why he didn't say a word along the way.

He said: "Turning this corner, on the left is the black market trading grounds, and on the right is the warehouse storage area, which is heavily guarded, guarded by countless high-ranking monks, there are people on both sides of the black market transactions, and there are also guards provided by similar neutral forces such as our Jewel Building. “

Lin Jingfeng's heart jumped, Hua Ying and him glanced at him, and the two of them gradually calmed down, at this time, everything should be cautious, and never be impulsive, that will lead to failure and not success.

There is no doubt that the right side is the base camp of these black market sellers, and all the "goods" should be placed there for the time being, and at this time there will definitely be a surprise in the past, so it is better to go to the scene on the left first to see if there are any clues of those people, and then follow the vine to find out the melons, and finally eradicate these people.

The best thing is to be able to burn down such a base camp with one fire!

They can feel the change in the topography.

From the beginning, they followed this middle-aged monk, and they actually went deep into the ground all the way, and the air gradually became damp, and the underground became darker and darker.

But the faint sound of the flowing water could be faintly heard, but it was so small that Ning Qingqiu almost thought that he had an illusion.

No one spoke, and a man followed a man to the alleyway on the left.

Because the intersection is narrow, it is only enough for one person to pass.

No one talked, only the rhythmic link of footsteps sounded.

Without any accident, less than half an hour's foot, they reached the junction, where there was already a faint light, but there was not the slightest sound, making people think that it seemed to be empty, completely different from the lively market.

The group came to the intersection, where a mahogany table was placed, and behind it sat a monk of unknown age and cultivation, with gray hair and a white smiley mask, but the smile was painted in blood, and there was a clear smell of blood on the tip of his nose.

Ning Qingqiu frowned in disgust, this was human blood.

Sure enough, it's a pervert everywhere, and the gatekeeper of this black market is not a normal person!

The next person's performance really did not exceed her expectations.

The voice is hoarse, like worn sandpaper, or the kind of wheel that has rusted and does not move, and a strong push can only make people more uncomfortable.

"Little one, why did you bring these people here?

The tip of his scarlet tongue stretched out and licked his lips, and his maliciously sticky gaze was like some kind of rubber gum or something.

And also...... Little one?!(To be continued.) )