Chapter 66: Salting

Although he was about to vomit sour water after being smoked, he could finally escape the embarrassing situation of being played as a monkey, Qiao Fusheng also took advantage of the chaos to pour a bottle of transformation potion, as for who he has become now... He didn't bother to care, and then in the midst of a stampede, he finally rushed out of the door of the trial tower hall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In addition to some filth on his clothes, there is another thing that makes him quite unhappy now.

It was in the crowded process just now, it seemed that his thighs and breasts had been touched several times...

This bunch of dead!

With a look of disgust, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

Hey?

Pink sleeves? When is it... Depend on!

Qiao Fusheng, who finally sensed that something was wrong, looked down, and was immediately startled by the turbulent waves on his chest.

It's still so material!

He glanced down again, and said in his heartfelt admiration.

However, he then thought about the crowded scene just now... Those sinful claws that reached out to their chests, buttocks, and thighs...

"Paralyzed," he scolded inwardly.

Even if it's not your own body that is touched, it's extremely unpleasant!

However, the touch has been touched, and with the level of confusion just now, I can't find out which immoral thing is coming, and besides, he is like this...

Although many people around him were as filthy as him, no one dressed so angrily like him!

Black silk, hot pants, and a small overcoat with an open belly, not to mention the half-covered valley scenery......

When Qiao Fusheng came back to his senses, he seemed to be in a state of being watched again.

Even if you don't get watched, just those obscene eyes that some of you don't have from time to time...

That's a bunch of big guys!

As an honest man, Qiao Fusheng immediately couldn't stand the birds.

The expiration of the transformation potion had now passed for more than half of the time, and Qiao Fusheng finally didn't bother with anything anymore, he looked around for a while and walked towards a hidden alley not far away.

Now the top priority is to find a place where no one is around!

Although his deity can't continue to hide it at present, he can't play transformation in front of everyone in broad daylight!

The former is just a matter of whether it will be troublesome in the future, and the latter will directly rise to the extent that it will be pulled by someone to be used as a slice experiment!

Thinking of those white coats in his previous life and the pictures of the so-called alien corpses circulating on the Internet, Qiao Fusheng, who has the consciousness that he is an alien, is a little chilling!

As for the so-called system maintenance, Qiao Fusheng roughly calculated, from the time he teleported out the trial tower to now, the 10 minutes should have passed a long time ago, and then there was nothing different from usual.

The effect of the transformation potion was still there, so Qiao Fusheng no longer had to worry about anything.

He doesn't worry about anything now, he is quite concerned about the lives of the people behind him now.

What blood!

As soon as Qiao Fusheng got into this dark alley, he scolded in his heart.

That's right, he was followed! Still in broad daylight!

A few men blocked a scantily clad weak woman in a dark alley, and it didn't take a second thought to know what the guys were trying to do.

"Beauty, run slowly, hahahaha..."

As if to confirm Qiao Fusheng's thoughts at this time, several big men who chased into the alley didn't seem to be in a hurry, and the leading one even opened his mouth to laugh.

Qiao Fusheng was quite speechless in his heart now.

What's going on? Just been rubbed with oil by the salty pig hand, and then this is the rhythm of being QJ? The quality of this Afaria continent is also a little lower, right? Such a bloody plot can be touched by himself, and he is really drunk.

Then, when he ran around a corner and saw a dead end in front of him, he was even more drunk.

"Hahahaha, I told you to run slowly!" The leading man looked proud, and his eyes were also unscrupulous on Qiao Fusheng.

"Sister, I can't wait to talk to the boss, hehe!" One of his subordinates flattered him.

"Oh? So what are we waiting for? How many of you, why don't you hurry up and help the girl undress? The leading man smiled lewdly and waved his hand at his subordinates, "When I'm done with my eldest brother, all of you have a share!" ”

Hearing the boss say this, his subordinates immediately rushed towards Qiao Fusheng as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

"There are 26 seconds left, enough to die three times."

The beauty that Qiao Fusheng incarnated into was saying something they couldn't understand at this time.

If the dead word is changed to a cool word, these big men can understand it, 26 seconds cool 3 times, this is ridiculing them for absolutely holding on to less than 9 seconds!

However, what the beauty said was not cool after all, but death.

In one word, the meaning of this sentence has completely changed.

Die? Who died? That's a problem.

Then, Qiao Fusheng told them the answer to their question.

......

Thirty seconds later, Qiao Fusheng reappeared at the entrance of the gloomy alley, but at this time, he had changed back to his original self.

His face looked slightly pale, and his body was even slightly in a trance as he stepped out of the dark alley and into the sunlight.

Then, he stood in the sunlight and rubbed his tightly locked eyebrows, and without saying a word, he directly merged into the flow of people coming and going.

The wind was blowing through the dark alley, and it seemed that there was a faint smell of blood wafting out...

......

Half an hour later, Qiao Fusheng appeared outside the magic shop in Lotta Town, but at this time, he got a hat that even covered his face and put it on his head from somewhere, just like a hero of the rivers and lakes.

However, a magic shop with a strong magical atmosphere and a charlatan with a hat on his head! This style of painting... How do you look at it, how incongruous!

Blood Mist Rose is the name of this small shop.

The 1000-degree map navigation is to lead to this, which should be correct.

Qiao Fusheng groaned slightly, and didn't care about those who were there, and walked straight into the small shop.

As soon as he walked into the shop, Qiao Fusheng's brows immediately wrinkled, it was completely different from the imaginary style of painting, and there was no magical equipment in the imagination, on the contrary, the most on the dusty shelves were rolls of parchment-like scrolls...

And those scrolls are also dusty...

If it weren't for the fact that there were still a few wood-like wands placed there as a façade, Qiao Fusheng would have thought at first glance that this was a company specializing in selling parchment...

Moreover, except for an old man who was concentrating on drawing carefully on a large piece of parchment spread out in the small shop, there was not even a formal shopping guide!

It's shabby, and it's a legendary magic shop...

Qiao Fusheng was a little disappointed, but since he came, he had to ask what the hell the so-called ghost swordsman transfer scroll was, right?

No one greeted him, and he couldn't bare the pestle, but there was an old man in the house, and he didn't ask who he asked.

Qiao Fusheng stepped forward, knocked on the counter with his hand, and asked, "Do you have any ghost swordsmen to sell the transfer scroll?" ”

The old man ignored him and continued to concentrate on drawing.

Qiao Fusheng knocked on the counter again, this time a little louder.

Then the old man's hand seemed to shake slightly.

Then, the whole piece of parchment under the old man's body immediately burned to ashes under Qiao Fusheng's stunned gaze...

Of course, the old man who was also stunned was the old man who painted.

When the whole parchment was wiped out under their noses, the old man went into a rage without even extinguishing the flame still burning on his sleeve.

"Knock what? Look at what you've done! Will you die if you wait a little? ”