"You're really good, six people have bought your information in the past few days. ”

It was getting late, and Meng Yang, who had left from Zhongshen Peak, shook off Lin Zitong and walked towards the Yanwu Palace.

As soon as he stepped on the second floor of the martial arts hall, the voice of the old man with open teeth came from his ears.

Looking at the joy on the old man's face, Meng Yang's delicate face also showed a look of surprise.

"Disciple Meng Yang, I have seen my predecessors. Meng Yang narrowed his eyes and immediately bowed slightly.

The old man smiled and waved his hand: "The vulgar rites are exempted, come and see." ”

Although the old man's face didn't matter, his eyes were still relieved because of Meng Yang's move.

"Soon after you fought with the Fu family's Dumiao Miao, four people came to buy your information. ”

"In the next few days, there were two more people who bought, a total of 300,000 spirit stones. ”

Listening to the old man's explanation, Meng Yang glanced at the book on the table that recorded the information, and nodded with a smile.

"According to the five or five points that I said before, this is 150,000 spirit stones, take it. ”

Seeing that Meng Yang had no objections, the old man with open teeth took out a storage ring and handed it to him.

After taking the storage ring, almost without Meng Yang checking it, information about increasing wealth appeared in his pupils.

[Ding!Get 150,000 spirit stones, increase your wealth by 15 million]

He raised the corners of his mouth, and then called out the wealth personal information to check it.

[Wealth]: 26053000.

[Realm]: A heavy realm in the early stage of the first martial arts.

[Martial Soul]: One turn and one yuan Xuanding realm level [+].

[Storage space]: 4 cubic meters [+].

[Teleportation]: 200 meters distance [+].

[Knowing things like gods]: Within a thousand miles.

[Nine Xuan Zhenzun Three Divine Heavenly Techniques] Level 1: Yellow level.

[Martial Arts]: Level 5 Heart-Snatching Palm, Level 5 Five-Step Tan Legs, Level 5 Meat Pile Gong.

[Occult Technique]: 2 Broken Slashing Techniques.

[Secret Technique]: Primary Condensation Phantom Body, Blood Escape Technique, Three-step Yama.

It is equivalent to saying that he fought with Fu Tianzhuo and improved the wealth consumed by the martial soul, and now he is back.

And with these 150,000 spirit stones, if he really cultivated the Nine Xuangong Method according to what Rao Tianhuang said, Meng Yang would not have to worry about not having enough spirit stones. Coupled with the hundreds of thousands of spirit stones in the storage space, it should at least support it for a while.

After a long silence, Meng Yang glanced at the notebook on the table to buy his information.

found that almost all the names left in this book were unknown to him.

There is no need to think about it, Meng Yang also knows that it is either a pseudonym, or it is purchased for others.

"Boy, don't you want to make a deal yet? ”

"There is still a deal to do?" Meng Yang was slightly stunned, and his heart immediately became hot.

"Yes—" The old man smiled lewdly and took out a thick booklet.

Turning the first page, there are two words written on it.

Underneath this leader, there are also the words win or lose, one left and one right.

Seeing this, Meng Yang raised his eyebrows, and he didn't know what it meant.

He opened his mouth and nodded without thinking, "This deal can be done." ”

......

"You are really greedy, 200,000 spirit stones, you are not afraid of losing?"

Leaving the Yanwu Palace, Rao Tianhuang in the scabbard couldn't help but laugh.

Looking at the bright moon like water in the night sky, Meng Yang showed confidence on his face, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"I still have confidence in the top three, and as for the leader, I'll be watching when the time comes. ”

When he came to the rest house and saw that the outer disciples were building the road between Fu Tianzhuo and Meng Yang to the top, Meng Yang felt funny.

According to Fu Tianzhuo's requirements, on the bluestone standing on the main road and three feet high, the three characters of Fu Tianzhuo are extremely conspicuous.

I don't know if it's Fu Tianzhuo's careful thinking, anyway, his word Meng Yang is under Fu Tianzhuo's name.

And it is a little small, it looks like it is flattened by Fu Tianzhuo's three-character Taishan, and there is no momentum at all.

Walking into the rest house, almost all the people I knew and didn't know were saying hello to Meng Yang.

Since the battle with Fu Tianzhuo, Meng Yang has long been accustomed to such a situation.

For these fellow disciples, Meng Yang also politely hugged his fists.

When he was about to walk to the door of Fu Tianzhuo's room, Meng Yang's footsteps suddenly paused.

The smile on his face was also full of complicated colors in an instant.

In his sight, he saw Fu Tianzhuo talking to a young man dressed in gray and carrying a long sword.

This young man's back is as thin as a bamboo, and half of the brocade has been cut off by a sharp object.

The body is full of wind and dust, but it contains a very faint dead air.

Although the clothes on the young man's body looked a little shabby, they were deliberately changed.

The cold wind was blowing, and Meng Yang could still smell the extremely faint smell of blood and herbs hidden under his clothes.

"Hey, I don't know what your past with him is, but he won't live long. ”

Meng Yang's mind was very chaotic, even if he took a few deep breaths, he still couldn't control his restless emotions.

This kind of chaos is not panic, it is an indescribable emotion.

"Even you can't do anything?" Meng Yang held his breath and grimaced his face.

Rao Tianhuang put his hand on his forehead and sighed: "I am the body of a revenant, and I can't absorb the dead qi." ”

"If it was in its heyday, it would be able to take the heavenly spirit to continue its life, but now..."

Listening to Rao Tianhuang's tone, Meng Yang wrinkled his brows, pursed his lips and inhaled.

As soon as they took a few steps again, Fu Tianzhuo and the young man turned their heads to look.

His gaze moved away from Fu Tianzhuo and landed on the young man's face full of sword marks, and Meng Yang subconsciously gritted his teeth.

"You're back, I'm looking for you, I heard that something is going to be handed to you..."

Staring at Meng Yang Tieqing's face, Fu Tianzhuo raised his forehead slightly, and his eyes flashed with contemplation.

"Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life and completed the task. ”

Gao Yubo's face was as usual, patted the placket of his clothes, took out a piece of jade slip, and handed it to Meng Yang who came over.

The closer he got, the more Meng Yang could feel the chilling aura of death on Gao Yubo's body.

This breath of death is only strong, as if Gao Yubo in front of him is a dead man.

Not a vigorous youth, but an old man who is about to die.

Glancing at Gao Yubo deeply, Meng Yang didn't speak, and took Yu Jian.

In this piece of jade slip about the reward of the mission in Yuanzhen, Gao Yubo didn't even take a penny.

120 disciple contribution is still 120 disciple contribution.

"Why is this?" Meng Yang, who was frowning, looked at the jade slip in his hand and said with a stern face.

Gao Yubo pretended to be relaxed and smiled indifferently, and shook his head when he wanted to speak.

Fu Tianzhuo on the side saw the expressions of the two, as long as something had to happen.

He wrinkled his nose and said, "The first house is saying..."

Meng Yang and Gao Yubo glanced at each other and nodded.

Walking into Fu Tianzhuo's room, Meng Yang's face was still gloomy like water.

And Fu Tianzhuo, who is usually a hanger, rarely lowered his head and was silent.

It was Gao Yubo, who was still smiling at the corners of his mouth.

But even Fu Tianzhuo, who has a tendon in his head, knows that this is Gao Yubo's pretend.

And he also felt that the vitality in Gao Yubo's body could be extinguished at any time.

"I, in fact, understand..."After a long silence, Gao Yubo spoke first.

"Understand why you asked me to help you, and why you want to stop the Red Cult who are chasing you. ”

"You also boldly handed over the stolen spirit treasure in the garden town to me..."

Gao Yubo smiled lightly, his eyebrows were dyed with a hint of sadness, and continued: "But I still took it." ”

"Not for anything else, just because I think that you, Meng Yang, will one day have the ability to carry Xingding and become a blockbuster. ”

"Red Sect, Chase and Kill, White Ghost Night Order, you, are you a black-clothed Yama?"

Fu Tianzhuo, who heard this on the side, his half-closed pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared at Meng Yang with terrifying eyes.

The matter about the black-clothed Yama in the Eastern Desert Sand Plains has almost spread throughout the Nanzhou of Zhao State.

The first to kill the Red Sect Red Son, and then was sacrificed to the White Ghost Night Order, and dozens of early martial artists fled in the late stage of the First World War.

Later, he was chased and killed by hundreds of palace martial arts realms, as well as the strong people of the Red Sect Taishang Ancestor Gathering Martial Realm.

Not only did he not die, but he also passed all the way, invincible, and disappeared on the East Commercial Bank after killing more than a dozen palace warriors.

And the ancestor of the Red Sect, who was in the Gathering Martial Realm, also disappeared on the East Commercial Shore and disappeared without a trace.

Almost all the people who paid attention to this matter were shocked to the point that their scalps were numb, and they were all surprised.

There are even rumors that the black-clothed Yama is actually an evil cultivator in the Gathering Martial Realm, who died with the ancestor of the Red Sect.

Such a major event spread among the genius disciples of the Qianyuan Sect, and Fu Tianzhuo, who heard about it for the first time, was speechless with his eyes open, let alone that such a person would appear in the Eastern Desert Sandy Plain, thousands of miles away from the Qianyuan Sect.

At that time, he also sighed that it would be better if this person was not an evil cultivator.

Who knows, such a character who makes him ashamed of himself is actually in front of him.

He turned out to be his good friend, a good brother who could brag to him.

Meng Yang, who had a gloomy expression, didn't pay attention to it, like Fu Tianzhuo who was struck by lightning and stood in place with his eyes wide open.

Instead, he gritted his molars while looking at Gao Yubo, who had a cold look in his eyes.

The glittering light in his eyes was like a dead silence devouring fear.

It is like the calm before the mountain rain is coming.

"In the past, I thought very highly of myself, thinking that everything should be like this. ”

"It wasn't until my brother died in the place where he was buried that I woke up, but unfortunately it was too late. ”

"The hunt was supposed to be your time of death, but my brother refused, and he said something that I still remember. ”

After a pause, Gao Yubo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and raised his head to exhale.

When he lowered his head, his eyes were like electricity, shooting directly at Meng Yang, and he said word by word: "He said..."

"Say... You are a dragon, trapped in a shallow pool, not leading the clouds and driving the fog, although the waves are not alarmed, but the dragon's voice has sounded.

"If there is a day, you will get what you want, and you will swallow the clouds and spit out the fog after the dawn. ”

Meng Yang closed his eyes, and there was no place of peace in his heart.

Fu Tianzhuo on the side was the same, looking at the two of them with a complicated face, but did not speak.

After Gao Yubo finished speaking, the smile on his face was filled with sadness.

Trembling eyelids, red eye sockets, before closing the eyes, a tear dropped.

For Gao Yubo's brother and parents, Meng Yang knows about it from the Lin family.

When he was five years old, his parents died in the old burial ground.

The five-year-old brother took Gao Yubo, who was only one year old, to raise him as a father, a mother and a grandson.

It can be said that Gao Yubo's brother is his sky, his earth, and his backer.

The sky has fallen, the ground is broken, and there is no backer, what else can Gao Yubo leave for him except extreme sadness?

Just like Meng Yang was at the top of Jinling in Zhengnan City before, he raised his voice to ask the old prince, why they fought bloodily in hell, fighting with foreign demons to protect their homeland, but some people in their homeland were not only not grateful, but instead did all kinds of evil and mutilated living beings.

So who am I protecting, who am I protecting, and who am I dedicating?

But the old prince replied with four words: "incomprehensible", "ignorant", "dazed" and "afraid".

At first, Meng Yang thought that the old prince was saying that he was naïve and naïve and afraid of entering the land of ancient burials.

Then he thought carefully before he reacted, and he was talking about the ungrateful ways of the demons in his mouth.

If they knew that they would never do evil, and if they could appreciate the cruelty of war, they would have respect for peace.

Just like Gao Yubo, you should truly understand the meaning of the existence of the ancient burial land, and the blood and tears behind it.

So what is the grudge between him and Meng Yang?

At this moment, Meng Yang suddenly got up, let out a long breath, and looked at Gao Yubo.

In his tone, the coldness full of murderous intent made Fu Tianzhuo's face tremble.

Looking up at Meng Yang, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Don't worry, our previous grievances and grievances ended when you saved my Dongshang Station. ”

"Without you, I, Meng Yang, might really die on the Black Sea..."

"I Meng Yang owes you, I will definitely repay it. ”

"Hold on until I get back..."

As soon as the words fell, Meng Yang turned around and stepped out of the door.

Gao Yubo, who opened his red eyes, was about to call Meng Yang.

And Fu Tianzhuo, who was quick and quick, took two steps in a row, turned over the table, grabbed Meng Yang's shoulder, shook his head and said: "Meng Yang, there are still seven days to go to the Leader Competition, what are you going to do, don't, if there is something, the leader is going to solve it." ”

Meng Yang didn't look back, just patted the swordless scabbard on his waist and said with a cold smile.

"There are some things that must be done, and some things that can not be done. ”

"I can fight for the leader, but the injustice in my heart, I must use the sword to sharpen. ”

"It's a brother, don't stop me. ”

"Because I'm going to kill the bad guys..."