Yu Ci's voice was not loud, and Shen Wan would definitely not be able to hear it far away, only the surroundings could hear it clearly.

Then, Wan Quan saw some changes in Yu Ci's eyes. Then he lowered his face and turned a blind eye and turned a deaf ear.

Yu Ci, no matter what Wan Quan thinks, his words are not frivolous, but simple evaluations. Before he was accustomed to following the image of God, he could only see the Huan Dan brothers spilling powder and light smoke, staining their clothes, and hiding them deeply. Now he wanted to find some clues from the smell, but Shen Wanxiang's traffic was extremely high. Although it is quiet and elegant, it also masks other smells. Even though he has a good nose, he feels quite hard.

What's even more strange is that the behavior of this person, after making a move, immediately ran away. It is unconventional to say what is a highly toxic substance and how to use it alone. But if you want to talk about tracking gunpowder or something, why run so far after you do it?

He was thinking when he suddenly noticed that the atmosphere around him had changed somewhat.

Turning around, there was no obvious change in the flow of people around him, but soon, Steward Wen, who had just stayed in the room, rushed out, and Fu Tai's body disappeared like a gust of wind. Wanquan greeted him, but he didn't see it.

Is something wrong? Yu Ci is the more sensitive type. At this time, the vast majority of people are still immersed in the dazzling array of precious materials and instruments, and they are obsessed with the small changes in this corner.

Yu Ci instinctively opened the picture of God, wondering where Director Wen was going, but when his mind came into contact, he saw that a distorted haze had covered the central area, including him.

The strong have arrived.

Yu Ci frowned slightly, and began to change the perspective, the void in his heart spread out according to the divine map, the color of the central area suddenly darkened, and many places around him could no longer change the perspective, and could only observe the environment from a single angle, and many blind spots would inevitably appear, and the overall feeling was like an invisible nail, nailed to the divine map and died on the spot. This is the influence of the strong!

Fortunately, as the focus of attention, wherever the paperless housekeeper went, the color also recovered, allowing Yu Ci to observe more clearly.

At present, Steward Wen is located outside the exhibition hall of the dust-free workshop, not the Baichuan workshop, which shows us the vast area where the black market is located. Suddenly, from Township Chief Wen's point of view, he saw a group of people coming. Township Chief Wen suddenly felt a shock. He took two steps in three steps and walked straight forward to meet him. Just now, his haughty posture flew out of the sky.

"He Wu Ye ......"

Only one name was called, and Township Chief Wen couldn't go on. He Wu Ye is of medium stature, but strong and powerful. His whole body seemed to be full of explosive power, and his face was rough. Especially his eyes are cold and full of blue light. Looking at people, he has the ability to grab souls and scare them. Township Chief Wen was stunned by his eyes and couldn't say the last half of a sentence.

This man is the strongest, but he is not the most noticeable. He really grabbed people's attention. It was the one next to him, and it was an old man.

Due to the spiritual practice's ability to slow down aging and the more immediate harsh environment, it is difficult to find an elderly person in the spiritual world. At that time, it was Zhou Yu. Even when Shou Yuan approached, the body still maintained a considerable amount of vitality. Flying into land is no exception.

If you really want to say that the flesh can't hold up, then you can only slaughter one person, but that person is very self-aware. When his body was close to decaying, he walked with the Yin God and was finally able to move freely. Next to He Wuye, this is the old man of a country.

The man is no more than five feet tall. His face was wrinkled enough to catch flies. His skin was as dry as rotting wood. He hunched his back and still wore a gray mop robe. If he had walked faster, it was doubtful that he would have tripped over himself.

Another poor man who could not be broken in the form of a custom, probably with high seniority, thought that he Wu Ye was very important to him, and deliberately slowed down and walked slowly.

Yu Ci used to think so, but this achievement... Uh, is it the highest level in the world?

There were six people behind these two men, and they were all infantrymen, but their strength was not weak at all. Judging by the image of God, at least they are all achievements. They are very energetic and impressive.

Is this still the most desolate and backward northern wasteland in the spiritual world? Yu Ci had just seen the monk Yedan in the past two days in Yinshui City, and he had the momentum of making a big deal out of the dust of the mountain gate, which made him very unaccustomed to it.

"That's your ignorance. ”

Today, the ghost who didn't speak suddenly opened his mouth and stabbed him first as usual, and then said: "The gap between scattered cultivation and large and medium-sized clans is of course all-round, but the combination of dragon and tiger, Cardinal Ding's background, can make a living without a top-level Danjue. In fact, going back to Dan's realm is not that kind of difference. The real watershed is whether or not you have the skills to step into emptiness. Therefore, you shouldn't have any more children just because you learned two skills from the Dust Gang, or you'll cry.

"Of course, the quality of the Danjue is also very important, and when you go out of the gate and fight with these people, you still need to have a deeper foundation in order to catch people, or you can use the mysterious methods of the clan to compete for efficiency, and that's it. ”

Yu Ci didn't care about the shadow ghost's taunts, but said curiously, "How can I be in the mood to come out?

"There is no good thing, there is a strange ......"

In the absence of Yu Ci's explicit refusal, the shadow ghost could see the divine map through the void in his heart. He stared at the group on the map for a long time and said, "The wind blew and he took an unusual path." I can't think of a calendar for a while. Be careful. ”

"It's not always bad for me. "Although Yu Ci was forcibly framed by the Great Spine Hall, he already knew that the motive there was not pure, and he was stillborn, so he no longer cared about it, and it was the same now.

At this time, Township Chief Wen had already welcomed He Wuye and his group into a certain stone room where tea and fruit were prepared, but these people didn't like it. They talked as they walked, and the conversation continued.

"That guy is really hateful because he is both cunning and cunning. “

Wu Ye's voice became louder and louder. As he spoke, the teacups on the table were jumping, but that is, there was no emotion in the words. Yu Ci felt that he was putting pressure on some people.

The old man sat quietly under his chair. It's like an old tree root supporting a gray cloth and putting it there. No response. For a while the atmosphere was a little stiff.

Township Chief Wen is a delicate and delicate person, but when he saw that he was not the first person, although he said "a few words but light words", he still gritted his teeth and pushed up: "Yesterday, there seems to be news from the Da Shi Hall......

"The Great Spine Hall?"

He Wu Ye found the stairs and immediately sneered: "They have a joke, how many people in the north are staring, their mouths move, Tom, Dick and Harry have also become rhinoceros and scattered? Tang He is also a character, but many of his subordinates are pitiful!"

Steward Wen didn't say it again, but "Tom, Dick, and Harry" in the distance could see the speed of information transmission in the Northern Wilderness, and was rather helpless about his new nickname.

At that time, all the eyes in the rock room, whether obvious or blurred, were staring at the old man's face, forming an invisible web of pressure. If you change your mind a little, you won't be able to support yourself anymore. However, the old man sat firmly and seemed to be rooted here.

He Wu Ye's brows were slowly locked, but for some reason, he still didn't dare to be too strong.

There was silence in the room for a moment. The old man finally moved away. He stretched out a hand, his five fingers naturally curved. A small creature like a firefly slipped out of it and circled around the room, spinning from side to side like a bee.

Seeing this scene, his Wu Ye's brows relaxed, and he made a look. Mr. Wen was ready and stomped his foot gently, and the light and shadows in the room began to flow. It turned out to be a fragmented image on the record. If you look closely, this is a panoramic view of the "three workshops" dug deep underground.

Yu Ci was taken aback in the distance. At first glance, this thing bears a very similar image to God. There are many strange things about this place.

The "firefly" stagnates slightly and falls somewhere in the image.

"Baichuan Square?"

He Wu Ye turned his head to look at the old man: "And then?"

At this time, the old man finally opened his shriveled mouth and said slowly: "The magic power of a wizard is not omnipotent, or even omnipotent, but the skill of communicating with the spirit of heaven and earth. This person should already know this method, often go to popular places, weaken the sense of the heaven and earth spirits, and then run away, coughing ......"

He suddenly began to cough, a heartbreaking cough. He couldn't say more about what was going on. Yet, Lord, he had heard his hint and was not surprised: "The wizard means we have his eyes and ears?"

Steward Wen was very clever and helped the old man calm down and waited for him. He served tea and took a pill until the cough stopped. The old man said, "He Wu Ye should have his own judgment." I'm just a reference for this terrible approach...... Huh?"

"What, did you catch it?"

He, Wu Ye, had been paying close attention to the old man's reaction. Seeing his surprise, he immediately asked. The old man shook his head, glanced around, and said, "This may be because there are too many cultural relics and materials on display in the dust-free workshop. There was some distraction just now......"

In the distance, Yu Ci felt a burst of shock and immediately severed his spiritual connection with the divine map. Just now, the magic star he implanted in the old man's brain palace was pushed out by some unpredictable force, which was unprecedented.

The shadow ghost was calm: "It turned out to be an elf. Legend has it that although they are not afraid of heaven and earth, they can use heaven and earth to become wise. Disrespectful to God, but able to communicate with God. The dying man did not know which god he borrowed. At this point, it's best not to ask. ”

Yu Sichen thinks so.

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Time is in the outside world at night, according to the rules of nature, this is the time for rest and practice, the people on the street become scarce, it is Nanhai Street, the most prosperous business district in the city, and more than half of the shops are closed, only the guys behind the counter doze off, and there is a rare quiet place on the street.

However, some people are not destined to rest.

Shen Wangang and the sick shopkeeper Guo completed the handover. Her heart is not at peace. She walked slowly in the yard behind the store, aiming for the warehouse in the back.

Some time ago, before the official handover, in order to open up the situation, she used this relationship to transport a shipload of valuables from the ministry and was robbed by Yinshan. For this reason, she had to use her breath and luck to gamble back the cargo on the killer's muddy meteor. While it was a fluke, she also saw the terrible situation she faced from now on.

If this continued, the store closed, the reputation of the AliExpress store was greatly damaged, and the trust of the elderly in the museum was also lost. Everything seems logical. Is this the price she pays for her so-called "ambition"?

Shen Wan was not depressed but sad.

In this mood, the nun came to the warehouse. The next moment, she saw that around the warehouse she had personally placed a ban, apparently loosened.