The little man carried a black bag containing antiques in one hand and a Pixiu jade pendant snatched from Luo Ping's chest in the other. ^//^~

It's freezing cold on one side and scorching heat on the other. Hot.

Yellow fortune kept coming out of the black bag, gradually enveloping him, and quickly filled the room.

The temperature in the room continued to drop, and the frost on his body became heavier and heavier, and even the burning flames on one side were oppressed by the cold of wealth, and gradually became a lot more peaceful.

The flame is getting smaller and smaller, and Zuihou miraculously extinguishes.

Click!

The heat and cold changed violently, and the wooden countertop was frozen out of a huge crack.

The little man stood like an ice sculpture, his eyes wide open, his mouth wide open, and he had long lost his breath and pulse.

In fact, the moment the wealth entered his body, he completely lost his vitality.

Wealth is a good medicine for Luo Ping, but it is a deadly poison for him. Wherever he went, the blood vessels and meridians in his body were completely solidified, and there was no place in his body that was not cold and piercing.

If someone examines his body, they will find that the bones of his body have long been frozen and cracked.

The little man is finished, and the fortune continues to emerge from the black bag.

The yellow wealth in the room was getting stronger and stronger, and the temperature was getting lower and lower, and even Luo Ping's body had a thick layer of frost.

The Pixiu jade pendant had been flickering with fiery red light, and suddenly it bloomed with an even more brilliant light, and all the yellow wealth surged towards it.

The dark room is windy.

A small yellow whirlwind suddenly appeared.

All the wealth and qi are centered on the Pixiu jade pendant, and the rotation speed is from slow to fast, almost in the blink of an eye, forming a powerful vortex-like air current.

The little man was thrown out by the whirlwind, and Pixiu Yupei was still quietly suspended in the air.

It continued to shimmer with a dazzling red light, absorbing the yellow wealth like a sea of rivers.

A few minutes later, the yellow wealth in the room was swept away, and the light was no longer flickering, and after the red light crossed an arc, it gently landed on Luo Ping's chest.

At the same time, the palm of Luo Ping's right hand burst out with a brilliant red light, and the bright red Pixiu pattern was clearly revealed. ~

The wealth poured out from the Pixiu Jade Perry, all the way to Luo Ping, and the Pixiu pattern in the palm of his right hand followed the meridians in his body all the way, autonomously forming a cycle in his body.

The poisonous needle was forced out by wealth, black venom slowly flowed out of the needle hole, and a lot of yellow viscous liquid slowly seeped out from the pores of his body.

Over the years, Luo Ping has suffered a lot, hunger is common, and he has experienced countless fights large and small, and there are countless dark injuries in his body.

Although his body has been greatly improved by the first few tempering, the hidden dark wounds have not been completely repaired until today. **

After refining the wealth qi, his body all flowed along the meridians in his body towards the Pixiu pattern in the palm of his right hand.

Suddenly, the Pixiu pattern in the palm of his right hand burst out with a dazzling red light, and the whole room was as bright as dayfire, and in the red light, there was a fierce beast in the shape of a Pixiu that flickered faintly.

The red light flashed out, and Luo Ping slowly opened his eyes.

A voice suddenly came into his head.

"Entering a mature form, a new ability to 'devour' appears."

"Devouring?"

Luo Ping hurriedly raised his right hand and looked at the Pixiu pattern in his palm that had not disappeared in great surprise.

I saw that the horn on the top of Pixiu's head had grown out of the third layer, and the area was more than double that of the second layer.

"What kind of ability is 'Devour'?"

The initial form of Pixiu gave him the ability to identify damaged antiques, and the Pixiu that grew a second layer of horns gave him the ability to hunt for treasures, and what does the "devouring" brought by the third layer of horns mean?

Suddenly, Luo Ping remembered that he had been shot by a small man's poisonous needle just now, and he seemed to be unconscious.

"Weishenme: All of a sudden, Pixiu will suddenly escalate and he will be safe?"

He sprang up from the ground. Turning around, he saw the little man lying on the ground like a zombie, his hands were wide open, his face was full of horror.

He's dead.

Luo Ping walked over to check his pulse, and unexpectedly found that his body was like a big ice cube, his whole body was cold and stiff, and he had been out of breath for a long time.

It was only then that Luo Ping found that the entire small room was as cold as an ice cellar, and the fire in the wooden cabinet had been extinguished.

"What the hell is going on?"

Luo Ping didn't know anything about what had just happened, and he didn't know how long he had been lying on the ground. He saw the black bag, and quickly pulled it out of the little man's stiff hand, opened the mouth of the bag, and saw that he was frozen.

There was only a clump of debris inside.

White, yellow, black crumbs.

The two small pieces of ancient jade, the bronze ancient Buddha, and the small seal that was said to have been used by Kangxi all disappeared, leaving only a handful of debris.

Luo Ping grabbed a handful of slag with his right hand, but his hand did not feel anything, and there was no wealth left in the slag.

"What's going on?"

I was poisoned, it's okay, but the little man seems to have frozen to death, and these priceless antiques weishenme suddenly turned into worthless slag?

All this was so unbelievable that Luo Ping couldn't remember what had just happened.

Suddenly, a scream pulled him back from his thoughts.

The sound came from the front hall, and Luo Ping realized that the fire outside was still going on. He quickly glanced at the hole and then slid sideways.

It's also a small room, and it looks a bit like a conference room. In addition to the cabinet pushed open by the small man, there is also a large oval conference table.

Luo Ping searched around the room, and suddenly found that the hanging board above his head had been removed, revealing a swarthy hole, he stood at the conference table and looked inside, and found that the ceiling above his head had been dug into an irregular hole.

He quickly found a stool and drilled down the hole.

This hole is hidden under a bed, and there is a middle-aged couple in the room, standing at the window, shouting for help downstairs, and when they hear the voice, they turn around and look at Luo Ping, both with a shocked face.

Luo Ping hurriedly explained the situation to them, and the couple heard that there were more than 100 people besieged by the fire, and without saying a word, they quickly pushed the bed aside with Luo Ping, and then went out to find a ladder.

Luo Ping quickly followed the original path back to the third floor and came to the exhibition hall.

……

Xu Ting of East Lake Villa suddenly felt an unprecedented palpitation, cold sweat broke out in her vest, and her face turned pale.

She kept moving around the living room with her phone, getting faster and faster.

"Weishenme still can't figure out what the hell that bastard is doing?"

She asked anxiously, and the strong uneasiness in her heart made her feel as if the end was coming.

Luo Ping must have had an accident.

Her intuition told her that something must have happened to Luo Ping.

Suddenly, the mobile phone in his hand rang pleasantly.

"Hey, is it Luo Ping, where are you?"

She didn't even look at it, she directly connected the phone, and then it was not Luo Ping's voice that came from the phone.

"Is it Xiaoting, I'm Song Yuying. Do you know what happened to Luo Ping? I couldn't get through to his phone call. ”

On the other side of the ocean, Song Yuying was dressed in snow-white silk pajamas, looking at the night sky in the east, and asked anxiously on the phone.

Just now she had a very horrible dream.

She dreamed that Luo Pingxiang was standing miserably in front of her and said Zaijian to her, and then in an instant he was gradually moving away. No matter how she shouted, how she chased Luo Ping's figure farther and farther away, Zuihou turned into a blurred figure and disappeared from her sight.

She woke up suddenly, and suddenly remembered that Luo Ping hadn't called for a long time.

No matter how busy Luo Ping is these days, she will always call at night in the country, and the time during the day on her side is long or short, but she will not forget to call every day.

But this time he hadn't called in a long time.

She quickly called him once, twice, three times...... After many times in a row, Luo Ping's phone has not been able to get through.

It seemed that the real dream filled her heart with fear, so she quickly dialed Xu Ting's phone.

"I heard that he went to the capital, and I can't contact him now." Xu Ting said disappointedly.

He ...... Did something happen to him? ”

Xu Ting's words made Song Yuying's worries even stronger, and the dream she had never had before made her scared like never before.

"Sister Song, don't worry, that guy has rough skin and thick meat, and he will be fine. He guesses he's having fun in the capital right now. ”

Under Xu Ting's persuasion, Song Yuying felt a little relieved, and before hanging up the phone, she told her to tell her as soon as there was news of Luo Ping.

Xu Ting hung up the phone and gritted her teeth angrily.

"The bastard is not only secretly picking up girls outside, but also wants me to help him appease him, which is really unreasonable."

Xu Ting couldn't wait to drop the phone, but after hesitating, she found Luo Ping's number and called it, but the result was the same as before.

"Bastard, can't you call or say yes?"

Xu Ting walked around the house more and more impatiently, and the melancholy between her eyebrows became stronger and stronger.

……

Under Luo Ping's organization, the people trapped in the hall climbed the fourth floor along the ladder in an orderly manner.

Luo Ping is a zuihou person who climbs the fourth floor.

Behind him, smoke billowed and the fire had completely submerged the exhibition hall.

An hour later, the fire was finally extinguished and everyone was saved.

Finally walked out of the building, Luo Ping breathed in the clean air, and then realized that his whole body was already extremely sore.

Beside him, Wang Ziqing hugged Wang Zijun tightly, and tears kept flowing out of her closed eyes.

"Sister, they're all right, they're watching us."

Wang Zijun pushed her away with some embarrassment and looked at Luo Ping next to him.

Wang Ziqing smiled, wiped away the tears on his face, and said to Luo Ping: "Xiexie, Xiexie, you saved Zijun." ”

This was the first time Luo Ping had seen her smile.

The tears on the flawless face are still bright, and the smile is as beautiful as the rainbow after the rain.

Luo Ping's face was covered in black soot, and he grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth, like a black man.

The prince cleared his eyes for a moment, and suddenly a heartfelt smile could not hold back any longer.

Flutter!

She quickly turned her head to cover her mouth, but her whole body still trembled slightly from the uncontrollable laughter.

The full chest was also trembling slightly, and Luo Ping looked at it and was amazed in his heart.

Suddenly, his eyes went dark and he fell towards Wang Ziqing.

"Ahh

Wang Ziqing screamed in shock. enlightenment