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Lin Jingfeng's hand has already touched the nine refinements bound around his waist, and he can unsheath the sword at any time, if the discussion is not good, then there is only one last way, that is, to break through, he doesn't believe that the matter is really big, and these people can still hide.

It's a shame that there is no superb cultivation of absolute strength, otherwise these people don't know if they still have the courage to play Tai Chi with them here?

There was silence on both sides for a moment.

Qiye suddenly said in a loud voice: "Lead the way." ”

The middle-aged monk still didn't hold back in the end, and the words that were originally questioning completely turned into a relatively euphemistic refusal, mainly because he couldn't say anything big about the man's dark eyes.

"This son, you may not have heard what I said clearly. I mean......"

Qiye frowned impatiently, and he snorted: "I think it's because you haven't figured it out, now it's what I mean and not what you think, I said, lead the way!"

Ning Qingqiu was completely dumbfounded on the side, that domineering side leaking driving ...... Should it be said that he really deserves to be the Yuanying Monk on the list?

During this time, this man was too talkative and lazy. It made her almost forget what kind of person Seven Nights was in essence.

He is domineering, self-serving, and murderous.

In this way, it seems that there is no merit.

But in the world of monks, a man like him is rare and scarce.

After all, countless monks have evolved through betrayal and fighting, and the stupid and cowardly have all died on the way.

In order to climb up, all people do everything they can.

And Qiye, such a man probably never has to worry about him stabbing you in the back.

If people want to kill someone, it's a matter of meeting them face to face.

There is no such thing as a trick behind it.

Mingyuan and Qiye have always been a standard match for singing white face and red face.

Even neither of them had any kind of rehearsal, but how to say it...... A natural rival, perhaps?

There are those who don't deal with it, but there is no lack of tacit understanding!

When Mingyuan is not angry, his skin is still very capable of bluffing, gentle and elegant, and at first glance he is a polite and good young man, and he is not the same type of person at all as a man like Qiye who is not open or not, as if he is mocking.

And such a comparison often makes people's perception of Mingyuan rise rapidly.

As for whether Seven Nights will care...... Heheda, who cares about this, and doesn't look at who the person is.

Seven Nights, does he care what others think of him?

Elephants don't care about ants, just like Seven Nights with their eyes above the top doesn't care about others.

It's almost taken for granted in arrogance.

Mingyuan took a step forward, his attitude was gentle, but it was soft and hard: "We came from afar without any pain, just to see the grand occasion of this black market transaction, but now we want to return empty-handed, it is too unkind, right? I have always had a good impression of the Jewel Building, I heard that it is a subordinate force of Bafang You Yunzhai? As the person in charge, you should not stop us, isn't that the flood washed the Dragon King Temple, and the family doesn't know the family?"

The middle-aged monk immediately changed color.

It's a nice thing to say, but it's a threat.

However, since he already knew the relationship between the Jewel Building and Bafang Youyunzhai, he dared to make such a big statement...... Maybe you really know it.

The middle-aged monk's eyes rolled, and in an instant, he changed his attitude.

"Since everyone has said so, it would be unkind if I still refused, so please come with me. ”

Since the black market is so big, it is not without ups and downs, I don't know how many monks want to destroy this place of dirt and filth, but the strength here is very strong, and it is not something that can be eradicated by just saying it.

Moreover, where there is light, there is darkness, and the two complement each other, and it is impossible for there to be only one.

Lonely yin is not born, and solitary yang is not long, so heaven and earth are matched with yin and yang.

There is such a thing as the black market, that is, the grass is cut without roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows again.

And this root exists in the heart of the monk, in all the rules of conduct, and even in itself it is part of the supreme principle of heaven and earth. And how to get rid of it?

Moreover, in this process, I don't know how many stakeholders escort these dark dirt, and this struggle is cruel and long-lasting.

Everyone's feet lightly stepped on the dark red floor, and as the middle-aged monk in front led the way, they limped away from the sight of outsiders and entered a dark and deep passage.

The middle-aged monk turned his head sideways, his face looking a little gloomy in the light of the lamps on the shelves on both sides.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the black market is down there, if you want to go, please follow me. By the way, if you want to enter the black market, you need a little more. ”

Ning Qingqiu: ......

Why does she think that after saying this, it is time to turn her face next?

If this is according to the routine of the TV series, then this so-called little thing refers to their lives.

In the TV series, not all the cowardly men who have always led the way or are honest or ordinary and obscene will turn their faces into villain bosses, say something, such as I will take you in, but I need to borrow your head...... And so on and so forth.

As it turned out, it was she who was overthinking.

The middle-aged monk twisted gently on a wall lamp on the side, and a stone wall around him suddenly recessed.

Everyone was shocked, An Lian exclaimed in surprise, and subconsciously leaned his body towards Mingyuan.

The man in the darkness frowned impatiently, and the gloomy light of the fire flickered in his eyes.

Mingyuan impatiently pushed the person a little farther away, and An Hai on the back side caught his young lady and said in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

In fact, it was to remind her not to die, they still had a lot of places to rely on Ning Qingqiu.

Even if they are in a hurry, they have to wait for them to finish what they want to do, after all, relying on themselves, it is difficult to move an inch in this place.

Lin Jingfeng's sword was really as fast as the wind, and it was already on the neck of the middle-aged monk.

"Be honest, don't play any tricks!"

The middle-aged monk was indeed surprised, his face was silent, he just spread his hands and said, "Relax, you have misunderstood me, I am alone, dare to attack you here?" I just want to equip each of you with a set of forbidden Jiuyao clothes. ”

Wu Yong had already exclaimed.

"Forbidden Jiuyao?!"

What is it?

Ning Qingqiu frowned incomprehensibly, but he also knew that they were all soldiers, and also, there were many of them, no matter how brainbroken that person was, he would not do anything when everyone was staring at him, and if he was accidentally caught, he would die an ugly rhythm.

Wu Yong explained in a low voice.

Only then did everyone know that this was a very high-level clothing provided by the jewel building that had the effect of concealing people's appearance and breath, and thinking about wearing this to the black market could more effectively conceal their identity, in the black market, no one dared to show their true faces. (To be continued.) )