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The legendary number three on the black list.

That's it!

The onlookers were all stunned, followed by the sound of frantically inhaling cold air.

The bettors were stunned.

Because almost no one bets that No. 3 won't come back.

The scholar stumbled and pointed to the empty data on the board: "No...... Not...... That's gone?"

The monk who stood in front of the board and revised the data was extremely calm.

But there was also a deep disbelief in their eyes.

In the past few days, there has been no repercussion in the handicap opened by the Pavilion, so today I chose the number three on the black list with the largest grasp among the monks who came out of the task.

Want to make a big profit.

But who would have thought......

It's not that there are no people who suspect that Buxiao Pavilion is secretly trading, but no matter how secretly they operate, it is impossible to just make fun of the black list.

And all the impossible sums up to the conclusions.

is the third on the black list, and he was indeed killed during the investigation of Yinshan.

Yin Mountain is certainly terrifying, but it is far from being so dangerous, at least not for a character like the third on the black list.

In an instant, almost everyone remembered the legend related to Yin Mountain.

Yin Mountain withered mound.

It actually exists!

And it's so powerful that even a high-level cultivator with a broken mirror has no room for resistance, and he can't even escape!

A monk who can reach the fifth order or higher of the Broken Mirror.

It was more difficult than ever to completely catch the dead.

They are all antiques that have lived for decades, and who doesn't have some life-saving skills.

The scholar was a little dumbfounded.

Squatting on the ground, holding his head and grabbing his hair: "I gambled a hundred gold!"

Ruoren glanced at the scholar.

It feels like you can gloat.

But it's certainly not that simple.

The thirteenth on the black list just died, and then the third on the black list died again, and the turmoil of the black list is a bit big.

However, just as Ruoren was thinking about finding an opportunity, he found himself surrounded again.

This time.

It's really airtight.

Within half an hour, Ruoren put on a crying face, and was lifted up by two big men sitting on the right side of the house.

I went straight to the third floor.

The speed was so fast that when the scholar finished howling, his head was already empty.

"Damn, the business you've got is gone......

The top floor of the Pavilion.

Ruoren was sent to a young man in brocade.

The two big men ordered him to kneel.

Also thoughtfully placed a piece of wool felt.

But Ruoren stiffened his neck and refused to lower his posture no matter what.

The teacher taught well.

People live in this life, and what they fight is one breath.

The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the posture cannot be lost!

The brocade-clothed boy was gulping down the jerky and threw one at Ruoren's feet.

I saw countless insects and snakes rushing out from all corners, gnawing the piece of jerky on the floor in an instant, and then immediately disappeared without a trace.

Looked at.

Ruoren couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Patting the meat scraps on his hands, the young man in brocade reached out to pick up the tea and blew the hot air.

"How did you get caught by my guys?"

"Uh. Ruoren scratched his head, he couldn't figure out what the situation was now, and when he first came up, he knelt down and threatened.

As a result, the young man in front of him spoke so softly.

"At that time...... Only...... Quite suddenly. ”

Ruoren told the truth.

He is a fifth-order god, and in the face of absolute force, let alone resist, he can't stand steadily.

These bits behind him are all the breath of Jin Dan.

Carrying him is like carrying a chicken.

"Oh. The brocade-clothed boy nodded.

"Then why did you come to me?"

Ruoren hesitated for a long time, and before he could think about his words, the young man in brocade had already answered for him first.

"Fang Yang sent you?"

"No!" Wakahito shook his head decisively, "No!"

"Then I can't talk about it. The brocade-clothed young man pursed his lips and beckoned to the big man standing behind Ruoren, "Rip off his pants." ”

"Recently, there is a kind of yang tonic that sells well. ”

The two big men answered, walked to Ruoren's sides, and directly cut his trouser belt with knives.

When the pants slip quietly.

Some ugly daughters-in-law met their in-laws unsuspectingly.

The brocade-clothed boy stood up, drew a dagger and pointed it in mid-air.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!"

Ruoren immediately changed his words, and his eyes widened like copper bells.

Nima.

It's going to be gone!

"Fang Yang sent you?" the brocade-clothed young man asked again with a smile.

Gritting his teeth, Ruoren bowed his head: "Yes." ”

The master will definitely understand himself!

"Tell me, what did he send you for?" Ruoren could feel the cold metallic touch, and it was a little indescribable.

"Master sent me to make friends with the Pavilion Master!"

Fortunately, Ruoren is still clever, and blurted out a sentence.

"Are you good friends with me?" the brocade-clothed boy smiled, "Then do you know what your good master has done?"

Ruoren smiled awkwardly but politely.

"I don't know. ”

"I think about how many people have been folded on his female apprentice. "The young man in brocade, there must be more than twenty of them...... Then they stopped my normal business, and the puppet body I sold to others was nullified without doing anything. ”

"Your master respects this friend, and it's a bit expensive. ”

"Can I say I don't know anything......"

Ruoren asked weakly.

The brocade-clothed young man still had a smile on his face, walked back to his seat and continued to eat jerky: "I guess Fang Yang must be very eager to find someone to solve his doubts now, otherwise he wouldn't have sent you here."

"Well, you can just ask me. ”

"I'm with Pan. ”

......

The wind in the night of the Eagle Stream is even more exaggerated.

According to the knowledge of previous lives, this canyon terrain is either windy or watery.

Every time a gust of wind rises, the whole canyon is filled with a sharp roar, and it sounds like an eagle cruising in mid-air.

Fang Yang was a little difficult to choose.

There is no suite in the stone cave of Wenying Stream.

He is now faced with two choices, one is to separate from Qing Jiu, and the two of them have two rooms.

The second is that he and Qing Jiu are crammed into a room.

He didn't worry about leaving Qing Jiu alone in the room to sleep, even if he was selling wine, Qing Jiu had always lived with Bai Luohan.

Almost never slept alone.

It is even more impossible to smell the eagle stream in the unfamiliar place.

It doesn't matter if you squeeze him with Qing Jiu.

I just don't know if this little girl will make a fuss about telling her bedtime stories?

Will you go to bed late and wake up late?

Will there be wake-up gas?

Will you kick the quilt and grab the quilt?

Looking at Qing Jiu, who was upright and bold inside the door, she was snorting and pointing out the door with one hand: "Lao Bai!

"I'm here for your ......"

"Bang. ”

The wooden door without a bolt was slammed shut in front of Fang Yang.

Not to give him a chance at all.

Never mind.

Fang Yang rolled his eyes and sat on the ground in front of Qingjiu Gate.

The right is to cultivate hard tonight.

Let's get together for the night.

"The moon stars are scarce, and the black magpie flies south!"

"Three turns around the tree, what branch can you follow?"

Rub, does this eagle also defecate in the open?

Before going to sleep, Yang used today's "Lao Jun's Dan Furnace".

Sure enough, nothing good came out.

Early the next morning, Duo Rou stood in front of Qing Jiu's door and waited.

So much so that when Fang Yang opened his eyes, he saw a handful of white hairs shaking in front of him.

Scared him aback.

The quilt on his body also slipped to the ground.

Picking up the quilt, I couldn't help but feel a little moved in my heart.

It seems that Qingjiu, this little girl, is not so conscienceless, and she knows how to cover herself with a quilt.

Seeing that he had startled Fang Yang, Duo Rou took two steps back and was a little timid.

"Don't be afraid. Fang Yang folded the quilt and put it aside, beckoning to the meaty, "Come here with me." ”

Small steps moved over, snorting meatily: "That...... When will you give me the Transformation Pill that was promised me?"

"Don't worry, when you return to the Gu Wine Sect, I will give you what you want. Fang Yang patted the fleshy head lightly, not to mention, the white thorn was quite prickly.

The thorny melon thief badger is naturally timid and does not dare to get close to the human race.

You can also understand the current nature of the fleshy.

Naïve, but vulnerable.

We need to strengthen the relationship as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Fang Yang took out the Qi Strengthening Pill he had refined last night from his pocket and handed it to Duo Meat: "Master Venerable has a good thing for you." ”

The flesh took it and looked at it carefully for a long time.

Carefully put it in his mouth, chewed and swallowed it into his stomach.

For a cultivator with a succulent cultivation, the effect of the Jianqi Pill is similar to that of the stomach digesting tablets in the previous life, and it can be eaten as jelly beans.

Fang Yang ate a lot of wine in Gugu.

Very appetizing.

As Fang Yang expected, the succulent was obviously a little happier, and he was no longer so restrained.

Two almost murderous gazes came from behind him.

Qing Jiu didn't know when he had already opened the door, glared angrily at Fang Yang, and then snorted coldly, hugged the quilt that Fang Yang put aside and went back to the house.

Fang Yang smiled and led the flesh to stand outside the door without moving.

It didn't take long for Qing Jiu to come out again.

He opened his hand to Fang Yang.

"I want it too. ”

"But it's gone. Fang Yang spread his hands and looked at Qing Jiu with a playful look in his eyes.

Qing Jiu didn't speak, he directly took it out in Fang Yang's arms, and pulled those few Qi Pills into the palm of his hand.

Before Fang Yang could react.

Yanshan appeared again.

"This side is ready to go, Bai Zhangmen, you can see ......" Today's Yanshan is not as angry and corrupt as yesterday, and it has returned to peace.

I don't know what Ruri said to him.

"Then let's go. Fang Yang took a step first, Qing Jiu glanced at the dumb meat, and reluctantly stretched out his hand to her.

The journey back to Qiyun Peak is much faster.

Wen Yingjian's carriage is different from ordinary horses, and the foot is extremely fast, and it compresses the road from more than two days to one day.

At dusk, Fang Yang saw the village that was already empty.

There were still some blood stains on the ground.

But the corpses of the villagers have been cleaned up, and those who should be buried are buried, those who should be demolished are demolished, and those who should be repaired are repaired.

In short, Fang Yang saw it again.

There was no shock at the time.

But that kind of blood flowed like a river in Fang Yang's heart, and it was inevitable that it would be imprinted.

He couldn't forget the mutilated bodies.

Scourge.

It's really worthy of his name full of calamities.

Yan Shan was expressionless.

He has lived for hundreds of years, and he has never seen any winds and waves.

This level was far from enough to move him.

It's just a slaughtered village.

In the bloody past, there were many people who were slaughtered by the slaughter sect.

Not to mention the small village attached to the Gu Wine Sect.

The flesh obviously didn't understand what had happened outside before, and Qing Jiu's mood was also a little low.

The carriage went up the hill unhindered.

From a distance, I saw Bai Luohan standing at the gate of the sect to greet him. It's just that the disciples behind her seem to be a little incomplete.

Fang Yang got out of the car and saw Bai Luohan greet him with an apologetic face.

"I'm sorry, Master. ”

"Didn't you stop Ke Hai?" Fang Yang didn't see Ke Hai among the disciples, so he probably guessed what was going on.

Bai Luohan nodded lightly.

"It doesn't matter. Fang Yang waved his hand and pointed to Yan Shan and Duo Meat behind him, "Go and prepare two rooms." ”

After taking a look, Bai Luohan was relieved, and went back to clean up after answering.

In fact, not only Kehai is gone.

Fang Yang, a few disciples who went up the mountain later, did not see it.

I should have run away.

Their family has undergone such a big change, and only they survived because they were in the Gu Liquor Sect. How could there be no fluctuations in the heart.

What can't be kept can't be kept after all.

Fang Yang also admitted it.

He could feel Ke Hai's presence, and as his disciples collected more and more, the range of mutual sensing between him and his disciples also became much larger.

Ke Hai had already walked out of the realm of Qiyun Peak, but Fang Yang could still clearly perceive his location.

Reckless, reckless.

Fang Yang sighed twice.

He should have realized the side effects of the "chivalrous" trait.

I can't see the suffering of the world.

This kid single-handedly goes to track down the whereabouts of the scourge, isn't that an egg hitting a stone?

I didn't feel Ke Hai so impulsive before.

If he was by his side, with a "grinding spear in battle", Ke Hai would easily be able to deal with the scourge alone, but that was not Fang Yang's plan.

Still have to go and get him.

Since worshipping himself as a teacher, Ke Hai has been letting himself go more and more, maybe he was hurt too deeply before.

The stress response became "chivalrous".

After settling down Yanshan and Succulent, Fang Yang left Qiyun Peak again.

He's going to fetch Ke Hai back.

Along the way, he saw a lot of traces of trees breaking off their waists, and Ke Hai seemed to have killed them all the way.

Could it be that he really fought with Scourge?

No.

When pigs fly.

The strength of the eighth order of Yuan Ying is in front of the scourge, that is, 24k pure cannon fodder.

Is that the killing of those black dogs that have been transformed into scourges?

It's possible.

The cultivation of those vicious dogs is not high, and Ke Hai with the blessing of the decapitation sword should be able to deal with it.

I didn't have time to think about it, the traces left by Ke Hai were too clear, but it was convenient for Fang Yang to track.

Meanwhile.

Inside the Gu Liquor Sect.

Bai Luohan was watching Yan Shan quietly with dinner, and neither of them spoke.

Yan Shan's origin had just introduced himself by himself, and Bai Luohan was quite surprised to be able to invite such a great power to Wen Yingjian.

Although Ruri did not come in person.

But the arrival of Yanshan is enough to prove how big the face of the master is.

"Little girl, what do you think I do?"

Yan Shan drank the soup unhurriedly and asked.

Bai Luohan replied in a regular manner: "Master ordered me to settle you well, is tonight's meal delicious?"

Brushing his beard with satisfaction, Yan Shan put down the spoon, walked to the bed and waved his hand to Bai Luohan: "The journey is tiring, I want to rest, hard white girl." ”

Bai Luohan was slightly blessed, picked up all the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and carefully closed the door for Yan Shan.

Yan Shan looked at the door.

I don't know what I'm thinking.