Mian Ye and Er Jian walked through a series of deep and winding alleys like hollows in a mountain stream, and arrived at a hut hidden deep in the city. The hut hides in the shadows of the surrounding houses, like a giant rat cowering in a hole.

Walking into the hut, the first impression of the interior was that it was dim, everything was in the black of the deep sea, and only a few small rays of light were projected from the window, illuminating a screen in the room. The screen was reflected with a spot of light, and the light condensed into a beam of light, lighting up a golden dragon painted on the screen.

"Come in...... Am I saying it too late? A figure appeared behind the screen, and the figure gradually became clear from the initial haze, like the river turning from muddy to clear, representing that the people behind were getting closer.

"It's a little late." The noodle exhaled a puff of smoke and held a twig-like cigarette gun in his hand. He turned his head and motioned for Erjian to move forward, like a teacher. "Don't talk nonsense, you're the one who contacts the organization, right?"

"Yes." The person behind the screen was closer. His tone was calm, but not strong enough, and the experienced face master immediately recognized that the connector was a young man. But for some reason, the face read a madness from this gentle voice, like the haze before a storm.

"Why don't you come out and meet us? Wouldn't that be a better way to communicate? The face slammed the cigarette gun on the mottled wall next to him, and the soot condensed on the wall, like wanton splashing paint, "Or do you have something unspeakable?" ”

There was silence, and the storm drew closer. "It's not convenient for me to meet right now, so be it, don't you think this screen brings us a lot of mystery? It's like looking more beautiful in front of a blurred mirror. ”

It seems that this connector is not so violent...... But the fear in the eyes of the face is deeper, and the hornet that does not sting is even more terrifying, because the stinger is still in its body. "But you know that we are immortal cultivators, and this barrier is nothing to us, right?"

"Nature." The person behind the screen let out a chuckle, like a child who had seen a toy, "You can try, but my opinion is that don't bother anymore, there is an enchantment here to block the divine consciousness of immortal cultivators." ”

There is no need for him to say it, the face has already felt it. His divine sense is like a plant crushed by a boulder, although he can still stretch out his tentacles, but it is no longer enough to see the face of the person behind the screen.

"It's a very good trick, even the divine consciousness of the Jindan period monk can be suppressed...... You're not a small one. The face smiled, his scarred face twisted together like a tiger trying to smile.

"Most of the people who have access to you come from a lot of backgrounds...... Don't talk nonsense, the purpose of your coming here is to use the resources of the three major families to cooperate with your 'mission', right? The joint's smile could be heard through the screen, but the face read a hint of danger in his tone, like a crocodile with its mouth open, you could say it was laughing, but more likely it was waiting for its prey to arrive.

"Yes, you're absolutely right, but the question is, what can you do for us in this? If this is a gamble, then it's time to show all your chips. The noodle had a puff of liquid smoke that flowed from his nose and the corners of his mouth.

"I can give you three one-third of the property. Recently, a family tournament was to be held, and all three families pressed the family industry as a reward. Whoever comes out on top, I can give you some of the reward and cooperate with you in your mission in Ocean City. ”

"Sounds like pie in the sky." The noodle man hooked the corners of his mouth, knocked the cigarette gun, and took another puff, "I never believe in pies, it's like a piece of poisonous bait in front of a mouse." So, what do you need us to do? ”

"Help me get to the pinnacle of power!" There was a burst of unbridled laughter, like the roar of a poisonous snake, and at this moment, the storm finally came, and it would stir up the wind and clouds and rush straight to the sky.

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The sound of horses' hooves tapping and tapping sounded like a tight drumbeat. The wind brought the smell of earth, blowing through the carriage dyed red, and Li Wuming and Wen Jin stepped out of the carriage and looked at the destination they had arrived at this time.

Guo Ke and You Jiaoer's faces showed the fatigue of a long journey, just like a horse that had been running for a long day. "Where is this?" You Jiao'er held down her black hair fluttering in the wind like willow silk and asked.

"Wuqing Town." Li Wuming said briskly, not showing any fatigue at all. "Alright, guys, you must be tired from the end of the day, so get some rest, and ......," he blinked, like a mischievous squirrel.

"What else?" Wen Jin looked around and admired the scenery of the Central Continent, I have to say, it is still very beautiful. "Also, there are surprises on this trip." Li Wuming's tone was light and upward, like a lark soaring into the sky.

"Well, I'll just look forward to it." Wen Jin shrugged his eyelids, listless, like a frosted eggplant. "Hey, you're going to take the initiative!" Li Wuming's enthusiasm was hit, like a squirrel that didn't find food.

"Don't talk about it." Wen Jin shook his head slightly. At this time, a group of four people had already set foot in the interior of Wuqing Town, which was still as lively as ever. "Follow me." Li Wuming took the lead, and led the three of them to turn left and right, and arrived at a remote tavern.

The tavern's plaque is old, and the words on it seem to have been washed by the wind and sand all year round, and have become blurred. The paint peeled off, revealing the paper-white wood inside, covered in scratches, like a wild beast with teeth and claws scratching at it with impunity.

The tavern had no door, a black hole where it should have been, like an entrance to hell for the vow-takers, and the few of them were about to step into it, consumed by the darkness. You Jiao'er and Guo Ke followed Li Wuming in fear and stepped into this place.

"Hey, are you looking for this reliable place? No matter how you look at it, it looks like a black shop! Although the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, but looking for such a remote place, how unreliable it is! Wen Jin then stepped into the door of the hotel, glanced left and right, and said.

The hotel is not dim, and several bright lights are hung all over the hotel, illuminating the inside as if it were day. Before the night was dark, daylight shone in, smearing the shop with a golden glow.

A middle-aged man sat behind the counter, unsure of whether it was the clerk or the owner.