Ning Qingqiu raised her eyebrows, naturally knowing that Elder Ge San was completely testing her, maybe because of her own curiosity, or because of Qianjilou's temptation, which looked like a scavenger, but as soon as she was reckless, she annoyed one of the most irritating scavengers like Wasteland, no matter how you look at it, she feels that there is something greasy in it.

If it were a different person, maybe Elder Ge San would just not want to divide them into the category of young people who don't know the height of the sky, most of them are the kind that can't see the sun tomorrow, since such people can't see the situation clearly and look for death by themselves, that is, they have nothing to do with people, Qianjilou is a place for buying and selling, so naturally they don't care about their life and death.

But looking at Ning Qingqiu's calm and breezy appearance, Elder Ge San could easily see that they were not bluffing, although until now it was not clear what kind of confidence they had to argue with the Asora Hu and Goshawk team, but subconsciously felt that a big drama was about to be staged.

"I said, can you get out of the way a little?" Mingyuan has always been a gentle temper, but at this time, he spoke very facelessly, a bit of a noble son's commanding appearance, "We're going to the Heavenly Desolate Gladiatorial Arena." ”

The secret of the Blackscale Sword is not so easy to figure out.

And they didn't delay the time at all, they weren't afraid of anyone, they just wanted to make Arahu suffer the feeling of falling from the clouds to hell when he was winning, and only then could he get out of his chest.

Of course, the main thing is that they will be a hit in Tianhuangfang City, from an unknown little person to a well-known powerhouse among the scavengers, at that time, how can they not find a guide?

Because everyone knows that only by following the strong can they survive in the desolate battlefield, and they are still alive and well, the scavengers are all dead, but no one wants to die if they can live, it is in order to live better, they go to work hard.

Ning Qingqiu's plan was indispensable for some scavengers who knew the way.

They don't need to be very strong, and they don't need any hellish survival skills, as long as they can know many places in the Heavenly Desolation Battlefield well, they can alleviate a lot of unnecessary troubles for them.

Although the horizontal push is also very simple, but after all, the Heavenly Desolate Battlefield is one of the top ten fierce places in Kyushu, although this fierce place looks to be a lot more down-to-earth, if the monks with relatively low cultivation are lucky, they can explore it and harvest endless resources, and there are countless people who get rich overnight and reach the pinnacle of life, but in the same way, the casualty rate here has always been high, although it is also related to the huge base of the monks who explored, but the Heavenly Desolate Battlefield is not a paradise, it is really very dangerous here, and if you don't pay attention to it, it is a worry about your life。

Therefore, the scavengers are all people who have wine today and are drunk today, and they are worried tomorrow, and they are very free and easy, of course, they have to be free and easy, if they can't see this, they have either died on the battlefield of the wilderness, or they have broken away from the team of scavengers.

Ning Qingqiu had done their homework before they came.

He also has a good understanding of the current situation and mentality of waste pickers.

Elder Ge San's withered face was even more ugly.

He was silent, suppressing the anger of the offended, and just let go of it silently.

It made Mingyuan a little surprised.

I thought he would break out, if this caused a conflict, he would not be stingy to teach him how to be a person, although in the Yuan infant period he didn't know how many years he stepped into earlier than himself, and the accumulation of deep heritage was very deep, but the cultivation of fighting is not the age or the length of time, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, this is the eternal truth of this world.

But since everyone is giving in, then there is no point in continuing to be aggressive, Mingyuan looked pale and touched his nose and left.

Ning Qingqiu and the others also left.

When the welcoming female cultivator saw that all the people had left the Thousand Machine Building, she asked the elder whose face was as heavy as water and couldn't see his anger or anger: "Elder Ge, what should we do next?"

This has always been thoughtful, this time it turned out to be one after another to be faced, most likely because of the volcanic eruption, I heard that this young man was also an unruly person, although it is said that after becoming a young baby, he is self-cultivation and cultivation, and he will no longer be angry easily, but once it is thunder and anger, then there are really not many people who can bear it.

The strength and identity of Huang Luohu are there, and it is just a little angry, but where did Mingyuan, a Jindan period monk, come from, a group of four people turned out to be such a big name in front of them, and the welcoming female cultivators were all trembling just now for fear that Elder Ge would explode in place, and if Qianjilou was destroyed by someone, it would be a real loss, because if it was damaged by his own people, it would only be a self-inflicted loss.

"Haven't you seen it yet? People are fearless, I think Huang Rahu is really kicked on the iron plate this time. ”

There is the hero's unwillingness and regret in the twilight, and there is also a little schadenfreude.

It's not once or twice that Huang Luohu has shown off his power in Qianjilou, he used to be a quiet person, but he couldn't get used to him, but now that someone has taught him, he is naturally happy to see it, maybe he can also establish a more friendly relationship with Ning Qingqiu and them, long-term trade cooperation or something, and he can be regarded as a potential big customer.

......

The gladiatorial arena was already overcrowded at this time.

It's just a big city assembly center that is as lively as an ordinary mortal, and it's almost as noisy as a vegetable market.

As far as the eye can see, all of them are black pressed human heads.

If there is a nuclear level here, it is probably that the scavengers will be removed from history from now on, right?

The Heavenly Desolate Battlefield is a silent murderous place that will return to no one at once.

Ning Qingqiu's mind was sometimes really turning very dangerous thoughts, in fact, it was just opening his mind, and it could be regarded as entertaining himself, if it was known by others, he would probably think that he had discovered a villain in the human race with a tendency to destroy the world.

The arrival of Ning Qingqiu and his party did not attract attention.

Everyone knows that there are a few little shrimps who don't know if they are crazy or how they are going to gamble with Huang Luohu, and even set a best-of-three situation, no matter how it is compared, this is a matter of no suspense.

Everyone came to have fun, but in fact, they looked around to see what kind of divine it was to challenge the Arrahu and even the entire goshawk team, although they must have died miserably in the end, but their courage was commendable...... They were in high spirits, but they forgot that none of them knew what those people looked like.