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The stalker erupted because he remembered a very bad possibility. Fear of change.

(Darts) (Darts)...

Mu Qingcheng was stimulated, threw out (darts), and ran without knowing the direction.

"What a powerful secret weapon, is this a magic weapon used by monks?"

The terrifying attack flashed, and the stalker's heart chilled, and he must not let this kid go. He suddenly thought that Mu Qingcheng couldn't last in the miasma, was it pretending? So who is it for?

As soon as he entered the forest, he found his tracking, and then deliberately took himself to the place where the two demon beasts were fighting, and got rid of his tracking with the help of the two demon beasts. Then when he found that he was eyeing him again, he took himself into the territory of the Winged Tiger, and successfully escaped by relying on the interception of the Winged Tiger.

When I got here, I found myself observing in the dark, pretending to be unable to last in the miasma, and lightening my vigilance.

The truth of these stalkers' own conjectures comes together in a row.

The sudden transformation of the young master, the mysterious power of the innate waste, the treasure of the monk in the demon beast forest......

The more the stalker thought about it, the more horrified he became, and he scared himself half to death in the first place. Mu Qingcheng's figure became more and more mysterious and terrifying in his eyes.

Mu Qingcheng, who was running wildly, suddenly stopped.

Nima, too lacking in virtue, the end of the miasma is a cliff.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Mu Qingcheng turned to face the stalker not far away.

"Can you let me know who I've offended?"

Mu Tingcheng's tone was flat, he had already made up his mind that he would never fall into the hands of the other party, even if it was a cliff jump. He is not even afraid of death, what else is he afraid of.

"Do you want to trick me? Then exchange your secrets. ”

"It's just a little bit of adventure, luck."

Mu Tingcheng's tone was calm, and he didn't elaborate on what the adventure was, but just said that he had a little adventure.

The stalker was so excited that he had already guessed it, and only the adventure could explain it.

"Hehe, Adventure, is it the treasure of the monk in the poisonous miasma?"

Speaking of the monk's treasure, the stalker's tone visibly quickened. He was anxious to get the secret and make it his.

Mu Chengcheng didn't speak, just calmly looked directly into the stalker's eyes.

At this time, not talking is the best option. This kind of people, they tend to trust their own judgments and conjectures more.

"Sure enough, I found the monk's treasure here."

The stalker directly took Mu Qingcheng's silence as a default, and completely fell into his own rhapsody.

"Quick, hand over what the treasure gets."

The stalker's breath was short, his eyes were greedy, he stared at Mu Qingcheng and took two steps forward.

"Stop."

Mu Qingcheng said coldly. Nima's, so close and still moving forward.

"If you don't want me to jump off here with secrets and treasures, take a few steps back."

The stalker's calculations were recognized, and he took a few steps back.

"Who sent you? Why are you tracking me? ”

Mu Tingcheng didn't expect the other party to say it, but he didn't think of any good way to get out now, so he had to drag it out first. Nima, it's okay who doesn't want to live, jumping off the cliff must be at a time when there is no way back.

"If you want to know this, give me the treasure you have gotten, and I will tell you."

The stalker is like a poisonous snake staring at its prey, its cold gaze flickering, ready to strike at any moment.

This bastard, will he negotiate! Two sentences made the scene cold

Mu Chengcheng is not a bullish character, that is, a young man with an open mind on the earth and a little bit of weird things that ordinary people don't understand. The other party's direct conversation really stumped him.

"You tell me first. Then you can get what you want. ”

"Do you think I'm going to trust you and tell you to get what I want?"

The negotiations were inconclusive, and the field was cold for a while.

The two looked at each other.

"Boy, don't delay any longer."

The stalker waited for a while and lost his patience. The erosion of the poisonous miasma has never been heard, and the longer he stays inside, the weaker his strength will become, which is very unfavorable to him.

Woo Woo ~ Mu Tingcheng threw out (darts). The stalker, who had just taken two steps forward, stepped back a few times and dodged all of them.

The difference in strength is too great, and even with the blessing, the speed at which he uses (the dart) is still completely flashed by the opponent. It really dusted this rudimentary magic weapon.

If the monk's Yuan Force is stimulated, the power of the (dart) primary magic weapon is enough to clean up this stalker.

"You'd better not move, I'll definitely be able to jump off the cliff before you do it. When the time comes, you won't get anything. ”

"Do you dare? Jumping down is death, and if you fall into my hands, you still have a slight chance of living. ”

The Stalker is confident that no one will choose to die if they have a glimmer of life. But he stopped.

"It is better to die than to fall into your hands. Which do you choose, between life worse than death and a happy death? ”

Mu Qingcheng smiled contemptuously, looking at the stalker and mocking.

Nima's, these broken bridges Lao Tzu has seen too much on the earth.

I didn't see Zhang Wuji jump off the cliff, and finally became a peerless master! Even if I die, I can't fall into your hands!

This kid doesn't get in the oil and salt, if it weren't for those treasures, even if you don't jump, we'll help push you. The stalker compromised.

"Let's make a deal! Don't delay any longer, or I'll make you fall into a pulp first, even if you can't get something. I'm still the same way after the big deal. ”

"Good! Let's talk about how to deal with it. ”

"I say a part, and you hand over the one you got here."

"Okay."

Mu Qingcheng didn't think about it, and readily agreed.

The stalker looked at Mu Qingcheng's eyes seriously, and without seeing any fluctuations, he gave up.

"What do you want to know?"

"Who asked you to come?"

This is Mu Chengcheng's main concern, otherwise such a powerful enemy is hiding in the dark and staring at him, he will not be able to sleep well.

"Feng Ling'er."

Mu Qingcheng almost couldn't help but squirt. Big brother, don't you know Feng Ling'er's attitude towards my brother now.

"Why did she let you follow me?"

"Wait, I answered a question from you just now, you should hand over something to me."

The stalker kindly reminded Mu that he seemed to have forgotten something.

"Oh~ I'm sorry. I was really surprised. ”

As he spoke, Mu Chengcheng took out the (poisonous ore) he had obtained earlier and threw it over.

Syllable~

(Poison Ore) falls in front of the Stalker.

"You're not sincere. Take a stone and fool me. The stalker looked at the black stone and said angrily.

Nima's, you're not sincere. Pick it up quickly, it's good to poison you.

"This is one of the treasures obtained here, it is a rare (poison ore), a material for creating a peerless divine weapon, if you don't believe it, you can see for yourself if I lied to you."

The stalker picked up (the poison ore) and felt a wave of poison eroding his body along the palm of the contact, secretly saying that the other party did not lie to himself, but this was not what he wanted the most. There is no comparison between the same material and the monk's thing.

"Okay, don't worry, as long as you answer my question, everything is yours."

The initiative is in the hands of Mu Qingcheng, and the tracker can only compromise if he wants something.

"You tarnished Feng Ling'er's innocence in the restaurant, and she arranged for me to follow you, find out your secrets, and then kill people."

Syllable~

Mu Qingcheng coldly threw out a small paper bag.

"What is this?"

The stalker picks up the paper packet.

"This is taken by monks (Zhuang Gu San), both internal and external, taking it can increase the strength of muscles and bones, make the cultivation talent stronger, and can also be applied externally to treat external injuries, and the effect is visible to the naked eye."

Mu Qingcheng is talking nonsense, anyway, what he says is what he is.

The tracker cleverly unpacks the paper bag and checks the authenticity.

Woo Woo ~ Mu Qingcheng threw out (darts), two of which were divided into two ways, and one of them was thrown towards the paper bag in his hand.

"Damn~ah! It's itchy ~ Itchy~ What is this! It's so itchy. ”

Although it flashed (the dart), the powder on his hand was spilled out with the movement, and he was sprinkled all over his face.

"Oh~ I got it wrong, this is (itchy powder), sprinkled on the body, itchy."

"Boy, if you dare to play tricks on me, I'll kill you."

The stalker rushed towards Mu Qingcheng, this kid won't give anything to himself as long as he's not stupid.

"Hmph, since you are not sincere, you still want me to give you things."

If he talks about someone else, Mu Tingcheng is really hard to distinguish, but they don't know the relationship between Feng Ling'er and themselves, they only know that Feng Ling'er and their previous festivals. It's a pity, I'm sorry, you made a mistake.

After Mu Qingcheng finished speaking, he gritted his teeth and jumped off the cliff.

"Ding~ You've found a new dungeon map. The tomb of the soul at the bottom of the cliff. ”

Mu Tingcheng felt like he had fallen into a piece of water, and the huge impact surged, and Mu Tingcheng turned his head and fainted. Before coma, I faintly heard the sound of the system prompt.

The calm pool water, because of the fall of Mu Chengcheng, the sound of 'bang' provoked changes.

A cloud of black smoke rose from the pool and enveloped a nearby area, and he couldn't see his fingers.

Mu Chengcheng had a dream, a fragrant and charming spring dream. One night when he couldn't see his fingers, he came to a waterhole in the suburbs, where he met a few beautiful women bathing in the pool.

Then the women were naked, and they dragged him to bathe and play in the pool.

Mu Tingcheng put his hands up and down on the beauties, grasping them happily, one by one the beauties were kneaded and deformed under his big hands, the cherry mouth was sucked by him wantonly, and the sweet water was constantly sucked into the mouth.

Just as she was about to make the next step, Feng Ling'er's face suddenly appeared, and she rushed over viciously, shouting in her mouth, "I'll kill you a negative person." The sword in his hand slashed at Mu Qingcheng's body.

A spirit, Mu Chengcheng woke up.

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