Chapter 170: Remembering

"Okay, okay, I got it, okay. The inch-haired man waved his hand, not caring and said, "By the way, how are the newcomers doing, and is there any good material?" ”

"There are a lot of good ingredients, there are several monsters in it, do you want to try your hand?"

The shirtless man didn't raise his head and said lightly.

"Forget it, the newcomers are all monsters, and over the years, the more powerful newcomers are also ghosts, none of them have gone to practice the White Bone Mound, even if Lao Tzu kills them, there is not much gain. The inch-haired man shook his head, sighing that people's hearts are not ancient.

"There is one who has practiced the White Bone Mound, and he has also cultivated the ghost mist to an extremely high level. The shirtless man suddenly raised his head, with a gleam in his eyes: "Once you swallow him, I'm afraid you will be able to touch the core of the ghost vein immediately, isn't your heart excited?"

"Really?"

"Of course. ”

"No, if it's true, why didn't those people move?" the inch-haired man said curiously.

"The spoils are unevenly divided, those few have been trapped in the Qi Refining Realm for many years, and they used to be afraid that they would become the prey of others when they ascended to the Spirit Sea Realm, so they deliberately stuck in the realm, and most of the inner disciples have been sent out to participate in the war in the past two years, but those few are not in a hurry, after all, once they cultivate the Spirit Sea, I am afraid they will also go to the war, and now they have such a good opportunity to improve their strength, with their character, who will let it go? The shirtless man explained.

"A couple of old guys are really. The inch-haired man smiled, a naked sneer in his eyes.

"No ghosts, you can't live, this is the White Bone Dao, and there have only been a few new inner disciples in the past ten years. ”

The shirtless man shook his head, in a place like the White Bone Road, cowardice is sometimes not a way to survive,

"So, are you interested in the monster in that newcomer? Yes, I can help you get in touch, my subordinates have recently recruited a few new brothers, and one of them has some contact with that newcomer. The shirtless man said with interest.

"Alright, spare me, fox, I'm a madman, not a fool. The inch-haired man's head shook into a rattle: "You are so shrewd, it has always been good to be the first to be on the list, if that newcomer is so easy to deal with, will you give him to me?"

"We're good brothers, it's definitely different. The shirtless man named Fox stopped what he was doing, his naked body was full of muscles made of steel, and his body was not strong, and a large number of beads of sweat hung on it, which accentuated the smooth curves.

The eyes that narrowed into two arcs were facing the inch-haired man, and there was a chilling smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, I'm not your brother, I've been your brother all these years, which one of you hasn't been sold by you and counted the money for you, you still have to pit others. ”

"Then I'm sending you a piece of news, the Blue Bird Sect is your previous sect in the Chaos Domain, this time the Blue Bird Sect sent three little guys, all of them were slaughtered by that newcomer, how do you feel when you hear this?"

"If you kill it, you will slaughter it?" The inch-haired man said nonchalantly: "The Blue Bird Gate has nothing to do with me now, besides, if a few people die, I will go to take revenge, so over the years, there are still fewer of my dead brothers?"

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"Interesting, it seems that this is the master of the black market mentioned by Qian Duoduo. ”

Although the two of them deliberately lowered their voices just now, and even laid out a silence spell outside the blacksmith shop, it was not difficult for Shang Luo, who had reached the ninth level of the physical refining realm, to hear their conversation.

"Unexpectedly, I became a monster in the mouth of the "old man". ”

Thinking of this, Shang Luo faintly couldn't cry or laugh.

"But I thought that the ghost fog had deterred these old people, and it seemed that the interests were moving, and what about the monsters in the so-called newcomers, they were not the prey in the eyes of others. ”

Thinking of their conversation, Shang Luo was still reminiscing, and the information revealed in it was simply not too much.

That inch-haired man sounded like he was still Yue Fengshan, Yue Fenglin, and Yue Shuihua's predecessors in the Blue Bird Gate, of course, this "senior" was very much in line with the style of a Demon Sect disciple, and he didn't have the idea of retaliating against Shang Luo at all.

Speaking of which, Shang Luo, the white bone puppet of the Three Demons of the Blue Bird, still remains, and he does not synthesize a black horse like other white bone puppets, after all, these three white bone puppets can fly, which can not only diversify his tactical cooperation, but also use them to escape from danger in times of crisis.

"And this black market lord Hu Qing, who has repeatedly asked others to look for me, I'm afraid that the person who came is not good. ”

There was a faint fierce light in Shang Luo's eyes.

In the White Bone Dao, what do the outer disciples need, although they can go to the Tianbao Hall set up by the sect on the third layer to exchange, but first, the price is expensive, and second, when dealing with some things that are not needed, they will be suppressed by the Tianbao Palace, and the price will still make people vomit blood, and over time, the black market will appear.

Of course, this Hu Qing is only the master of the black market on the first floor, it is said that the first to sixth floors of the White Bone Road, each floor has a black market, and the relationship between these black markets also has a faint fierce competition, but this competition is basically limited to the first to third floors and the fourth to sixth floor, that is, the black market of the inner door generally does not interfere with the outer door.

Shang Luo guessed that this was probably also the rule set by the upper echelons of the White Bone Dao.

Otherwise whose money is not earned?

Of course, the money of the outer disciples is mosquito legs, but if there are more mosquito legs, they can also have a full meal.

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"Senior Sister Zhao, please let me go. ”

"Don't make trouble!, Senior Brother Yuan, people kindly invited you to dinner, how can you hurt Senior Sister's heart so much?"

At this moment, Yuan Tu, who looked panicked, ran over, and when he saw Shang Luo's blood crow black robe, he immediately felt a pang in his heart, and he didn't speak, just lowered his head and stood in place.

There is a woman calling behind her, her voice is soft and delicate, as if calling for a lover in the distance.

Under the black-scaled armor, Shang Luo's face was strange.

I saw a delicate woman in Tsing Yi chasing after her, a Tsing Yi couldn't hide the beautiful curves, the cut water autumn pupils were affectionate, and the exposed skin was a little frost and snow, although the face was not beautiful, but there was a style that ordinary women did not have.

"Senior Brother Yuan, let's say okay, you have to tell Senior Sister Lin Zhen's information, how can you talk and not count. ”

The woman's expression was sad, and she looked like a disappointed and discouraged person.

"I've really become a sweetheart, and everywhere I go, I can hear people talking. ”

Shang Luo frowned slightly, his eyes were awe-inspiring, and at the same time he really wanted to hear Yuan Tu's answer, although even if Yuan Tu knew, it was only the information he revealed, but he not only earned his money, but also betrayed him, there is no such reason in the world.