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He had already thought of a variety of possibilities before coming here, the presence and absence of the whirlpool shore was more like someone guarding the secret, and considering Qin Xiaochuan's actions in the black market this time, he further guessed that eighty percent of the property was related to the night motorcycle market. So in the name of Qin San, he collected more than a dozen coffins in the coffin shop, tied them with iron chains and threw them into the sea. Otherwise, this person could have arrived a little earlier, and he could see with his own eyes that someone Qin who was sitting on the roof was bored and used his sword qi to kill the nearby birds.

The two rummaged through the treasure of the Dongying ninja overnight, and placed a large number of secret and precious materials and a few rare playthings in the airtight coffin. Yuyangjun raised his hand and put a handful of poison in the place where the bloody crime occurred.

The poisonous gas did not disperse, and all the bones turned into blood, and there was no clue left. When he was about to open the "boat", Qin Xiaochuan took his finger and cut a hole shaped like a token on the reef next to him, and wrote the word "Demon Swallow" with his fingernails, "Keep a souvenir." He said.

What a clumsy blame.

Yuyangjun shook the feather fan slightly and didn't stop it. Maybe it's this kind of plausible effect that can attract more conversation, and it will be easy to clear the suspicion of demon swallowing in the future. Although most of the people killed by Qin San this time were Dongying people, there will definitely be a little impact, and there is still a little leeway, leaving the possibility of cooperation between the righteous paths in the future.

The poison that remained at the site gradually spread, even affecting the nearby coast. It wasn't until three days later that a sword light from the direction of Dongying blew away the residual poisonous gas like a mountain and a sea, and the suspicious fishing village that had been poisoned and rotted to the point of disappearance was revealed to the world.

Before that, Qin Xiaochuan had already gone to the night motorcycle market to meet Tie Di Gong:

"What the hell is going on on the Shore of the Vortex? Did you get the stuff? Before the two broke up, Yuyangjun deliberately reminded that Mai has a lot of things, just be yourself. This means that you are usually very unreliable, and no one will suspect you if you play normally.

In the center of the dark underground auction hall, there was no third person.

The iron flute male wore a hat and couldn't see his face clearly, rubbed the cold iron flute in his palm, and said in a low tone: "You don't know? ”

"I know!" Qin Xiaochuan expressed his unhappiness at this moment with an expressionless face: "Yunchen Xisu really delayed my steps, and I heard that there was an accident in the night motorcycle market halfway, and I saw that your side had started early, so I directly diverted to the shore of the whirlpool." "You are the master of the black market, how did Su Moumou master our actions?

For a while, the cold wind in the dark space kills! Tie Di Gong's heart was stunned, and his attention was distracted, so he had to explain first: "Someone tried to contact Feng Wushou, and he couldn't contact you at that time, so he had to make the first move in the black market." ”

"Oh." Qin Xiaochuan said: "Who is contacting Feng Wushou?" ”

"Our people have lost news halfway, and those behind the scenes still need to wait for verification." Tie Digong's tone softened for a moment.

"Isn't that the same as the Shore of the Vortex?" Qin Xiaochuan said.

Well?

"I saw your man die halfway, and then he was led halfway, and then he went to see the shore of the whirlpool, which is already full of poison." Qin Xiaochuan was serious, and restrained his murderous aura: "Wait, I'll go back and find Su Huanzhen......"

What are you trying to do?

Revenge? Don't!

"Forget it, it's come to this, the time has been lost." Tie Digong was calm and calm, and had to try to persuade Qin Xiaochuan not to act on his own. He can see that this person is a simple-minded man who likes to do things, but he may not be good at layout: "Next, what do you want me to do?" "I'll check on the Shore of the Vortex later. It's a pity that most of the supplies in the Night Motorcycle Market should have been stored there, and the trading place here is basically an empty shell except for some personal belongings.

"Change your people in the night motorcycle market, and after taking the initiative, reopen in a different location. Remember to pay more attention to the dynamics of martial arts, and I will come back to you if necessary. Qin Xiaochuan decided to betray the same sect: "By the way, if you can't find me next time, you can contact Qin Fake Immortal." The surname Qin is all looking for someone to specialize, and there is no help! After saying that, it felt almost the same, and he didn't give Tie Digong a chance to speak again, so he turned around and left very simply.

Tie Di Gong only felt that he was having heart failure behind his back. "Forget it, it's a good thing to be able to expand the territory again." The bitter joy was secretly pondering: "First inform those Heavenly Crystal Lords who have been stopped, and the next transaction will be a new time and place...... Tut! ”

The night passed.

Previously, for the transaction initiated by Feng Wushou, three of the remaining four Heavenly Crystal Yitong Masters who were interested in coming to the meeting noticed that something was wrong and left early. Only one man remained, sitting alone in a boat specially provided by the black marketeers by the river, playing chess with himself to kill time.

This person wears a crown of black and white symbolizing the inkstone, a slightly sickly face between the eyebrows, half of the hair is white and ominous dark gray, and the white shirt and black edges are colorless, almost merging with the whole world. This seemingly handsome and silent scribe is none other than the distinguished guest who has obtained the third Heavenly Crystal Yitong shortly after the establishment of Yemo City, the hermit Wenwu Crown Lonely Marquis from the waning moon of Cold Peak. A hundred years ago, this was also a famous wise man in the martial arts, and the chess game in his hand instantly destroyed several extremely difficult organizations.

"Honorable guest, I'm sorry." After receiving the message, the person in charge of blocking the black market waved his hand and signaled the people in ambush around him to close the team: "If the guests are still willing to go to the disdainful market to trade, I will send people to send the distinguished guests to the ......" There is no need to do too many tricks. After being destroyed by the black market, the location will inevitably be abandoned. The traders who stay in the night market today will become a kind of propaganda for the black market forces in the future, and the business will definitely be able to flourish in the future.

"No need." However, the holder of Tianjing Yitong, who had spent almost a whole day, coughed lightly a few times, pushed the chess piece and turned around and left.

The people in the black market were stunned when they heard this. Insist on staying until this time, shouldn't they be people who are in a hurry to trade. It was early in the morning, and there was a lot of dew on the river. The lonely Hou slowly walked away. The results he wanted to see were already clear, and the changes in the black market were also clear. And the reason why the waiting person did not show up is only one result. The people who can eliminate the scourge of the wave in that way have instead failed in this black market operation.

The lonely Hou was silent in his heart, which was quite interesting......

Superior people always do things differently.

Some people can't quite guess what they think. But Qin Xiaochuan is relatively simple. He is now bent on poaching people everywhere.

Seeing that it was still early, Qin Xiaochuan ran to Tongfu Town, climbed over the wall, and silently entered the backyard to find a sword nameless. After the operation, the inn broke up with the first alliance in the four seas. Under normal circumstances, you can always find this person who is at the extreme in the backyard firewood room. Even if the injuries on his hands have healed, Sword Nameless usually likes to stay alone and rarely goes out to meet people.

At this moment, the swordsman, who had black hair tied with a gray rope and was dressed in ordinary gray-blue clothes, was sitting on the firewood and drinking. Sword Nameless glanced up at him, but didn't make a sound.

"I want to do something and do me a favor?" Qin Xiaochuan asked frankly, intending to repeat last night's rhetoric, but he didn't expect the sword to raise his hand and put down the wine jug: "Okay." ”