Wu Chen looked at the old man with a round felt hat on his head and asked a very inappropriate question.

"Are you still doing murder?"

Because it was the sound of the sea, the young whitefriar on the side couldn't hear it.

The old man in the felt hat was stunned for a moment, and his eyes narrowed into a slit again, but his face that obviously did not change was missing something.

Less kind of talent.

The friction between the two hands unconsciously sped up.

The young monk on the side frowned, and faintly noticed a trace of murderous aura in his heart, very thick and very faint, which made people particularly uncertain.

The old man in black wearing a felt hat also said in a voice with knowledge of the sea: "Daoist friend said that it was funny, we are a pawnshop here, a place to do business transactions, Daoist friends don't go to the wrong place." ”

Wu Chen still used Zhihai to transmit his voice: "Your current shopkeeper is still not surnamed Zhi?"

When Wu Chen's words fell, the eyes of the old man wearing the felt hat were almost completely invisible, but the thin hands that were rubbing stopped at all.

The forehead and eyebrows of the young white-clothed monk were piled up into a high figure-eight shape, and the looming murderous aura that he had just sensed, the murderous aura that flashed was indeed real, and the source of the murderous aura was the old man in front of him who looked at him who was not able to cultivate as a Xuan King.

Next to the pawnshop, the middle-aged man who was meditating on the spot and recovering, his face changed abruptly.

The middle-aged man's surname is Wei, one word and one word, the Wei family in Zhongzhou belongs to the end of the second-rate family, Wei Yan wants to seek justice for his nephew who is like half a son.

Wei Yan's cultivation is not as rumored by the outside world, half a step Xuan Huang, as early as a month or two before Mo Yue, Wei Yan took that half step because of a chance opportunity.

But Wei Yan, who was already Emperor Xuan, didn't expect that he had just stepped into that shop half a step, not even half a step, because his half-step foot did not fall.

was gently pushed by the smiling old man who looked at him but only in the middle of the Xuan Dynasty.

Then there was no more, and he Wei Yan, a Xuanhuang monk, had to stay aside to dissolve the seemingly light and fluttering push, but it was as heavy as a mountain.

But just now, Wei Yan noticed a wisp of murderous aura that looked like an old man in the middle of the Xuan Dynasty, as if it was nothing, and it was fleeting.

Wei Yan didn't dare to bet on whether he was a delusion.

Even Wei Yan, who didn't even glance at the hut, couldn't care about dissolving the extremely difficult dark power left by the old man in his body that might leave hidden dangers if he didn't dissolve it immediately.

Wei Yan, who didn't look back, was very embarrassed in the eyes of other monks, but Wei Yan, who cared about his own life, would take care of this.

The peak of the Xuanhuang Emperor, at least the peak of the Xuanhuang Emperor! As for whether it is the kind of powerhouse who has stepped into the upper three realms with half a foot, it is not impossible.

The young whitefriar looked at the old man in the felt hat in front of him, his face full of hesitation.

His surname is Ran, Ran Lu, among the young generation in Zhongzhou, who are known as the most promising to step on the list of the three realms, there is no other Ran Lu.

There is also a half-joking but particularly strict follow-up list, he ranked first, and was laughed by many people of the same clan and friends as the eleventh on the dragon list.

It is a joke, and at the same time, it is also where the strength lies.

The Ran family is even more extraordinary, and the Yang family behind the Rare Pavilion is collectively known as the two families in Zhongzhou, and the Yang and Ran families are followed by other families, which shows that their family has been passed down for a long time, and the strength is so strong, and the identity of Ran Lu belongs to the kind of Ran family that is not up or down.

In terms of background, the brothers whose background is not as good as the main line, and in terms of strength, the Ran family still has a real Tianzhi Jiaolong, a land dragon.

Perhaps it is this special situation that does not go up or down, he Ran Lu does not need to get too involved in the family, and Ran Lu has a good heart, so he likes to travel around, so as to visit the wild ruins of Mingze and explore some strange and strange things that are uncertain.

A long time ago, Ran Lu had noticed the inexplicable strangeness of this undeceived pawnshop that he had previously called a non-bullying shop.

Not somewhere, but every corner of any of them has a weirdness in it.

This is related to a certain talent that has been passed down from generation to generation of the Ran family, inheriting the ancestors of the Ran family thousands of years ago, similar to the special muscles and bones of the Mu family of the Litian Sect, born with it.

Among the non-bullying pawnshops, Ran Lu also changed several identities, entered it and explored it several times, and only came to two conclusions.

What is peddled is the ordinary really ordinary, and the price is the expensive really expensive.

There are also some strange rules in the pawnshop that are not marked, such as touching those peddled things not only need to be compensated for the original price, but also cannot take away the original goods, do you think it's strange?

And the smiling old man at the door, who was in the middle of King Xuan, also gave Ran Lu a strange feeling, how strange was it?

Ran Lu even tried his best to secretly invite an old ancestor in the clan, Xuanhuang's peak cultivation, but after the old ancestor glanced at it from afar, he left a sentence, "The middle stage of the Xuanwang who is hopeless for life." And he walked away.

But how do you feel like a hopeless middle stage of the Xuanwang in front of me.

Ran Lu turned his head to look at Wu Chen again, his kind of talent felt similar to a kind of prediction of danger or some abnormality.

If there is danger waiting for you ahead, there will be a ripple on the lake in the heart of the sea, and if the danger is greater, it will raise waves, which can be described as against the sky.

It was with this kind of innate supernatural ability that Ran Lu escaped the life-and-death decision several times ago.

Facing the non-bullying pawnshop in front of him, Ran Luqian faced it three times, and the feeling was different every time.

The first time, there was no response above the sea of knowledge, the second time it was like a dragonfly rippling like water, and the third time was the layers of waves that were stirred up above the lake in the heart of the sea just now.

The reason why I want to "persuade with good words" like Wu Chen is because when I first crossed shoulders with Wu Chen, an ordinary monk who can no longer be ordinary, the lake in my heart was like a river and a sea, and thunder sounded on the ground, but all this just happened in an instant.

Instantly there was silence, and there was no reaction in the stagnant water. ”

I've never felt like this before, but once I felt like it.

That time, Ran Lu explored several dangerous places in a row, and after relying on his talent and full of confidence, he planned to visit the emperor's mound, one of the four dangerous realms in Zhongzhou.

It is rumored that there are several Xuan Emperors of the Three Realms buried in it, but before Ran Lu stepped into it, there were wild waves above the sea of knowledge.

Ran Lu withdrew without the slightest hesitation, and in the end, Ran Lu heard that none of the monks who entered that time survived.

Among them is the peak of a Xuanhuang who is about to run out of oil lamps.

Wu Chen looked at the murderous old man in black and said slowly: "Heaven, you, existence." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, his body trembled suddenly, and he looked at Wu Chen's eyes that changed sharply, and he also said in a trembling voice: "I am also there." ”

Wu Chen looked up at the pawnshop, and said as he walked, "The Lord will return." ”