"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Wen Leijun seemed to want to borrow the slope to get off the donkey, and put on a sincere smile at the moment when Du Chuanchang "softened": "The sect master will employ people, and the lower officials will try their best to meet the needs of the sect leader, as long as the sect leader is willing to admit this killer list, everything is easy to say." ”

After he finished speaking, he turned to Xi Xinlin with some flattery: "Xi Dutou (Du Tou is a special name for people who have military affairs) is there something important to do in person?"

"No, it's just a spectator. When Xi Xinlin spoke, a pair of blood-red gloomy eyes didn't move anywhere else at all, and he stared at the magician consistently: "I'm just waiting to prevent someone from suddenly going crazy." ”

Wen Leijun flattened his mouth disapprerovingly, but in the end he didn't spit out a single syllable, but waved his sleeves at the Ouchi masters in a businesslike manner, and then turned around and walked towards a secret door somewhere.

There were chicken feathers all over the hall, and the poisoning of the killer who was originally the same crime as "plotting retrograde assassination" was over. After seeing Wen Leijun leave, the magician seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and sat down, ignoring the eight lamp bro "wizards" who faintly surrounded him.

"Thank you Du Chuanchang for coming forward, otherwise it would take a lot of effort to settle these guys. Yinchen was secretly vomiting badly, but saw a few small yellow doors bring a new round table, and then the building girls who curled Tingting, like butterflies wearing flowers, served a table full of hot dishes, Yinchen looked at these tables of mountain delicacies that wasted countless food and labor, I was crazy and had no appetite.

He thought of the extravagant and wasteful Jianzhou slaves he saw in the Capital Protectorate of Blood Yang City, and he thought of the pig's elbows thrown all over the ground, as well as those tragic deaths. He didn't expect that one day, like those guys he had always hated very much, he would become one of the driving forces behind the "Zhumen Wine and Meat Stink", and he knew that every minute and every second of the resources wasted in this Tongshen Pavilion would probably be enough to feed a family of three for several days.

However, this table full of dishes, he absolutely did not dare to touch the chopsticks, the eight killers I disappeared did not think that they were disposed of as others imagined, and the elimination method is likely to be hidden somewhere, or even simply hidden in the kitchen, to "influence" each dish. Looking at the eight lamp bros sitting beside him, and seeing the expressions on each of their faces that were no different from those of the killers of Ling Xiao Pavilion, Silver Dust was almost certain that this table full of delicacies was all mixed with poisons that had been carefully concocted for him, a silver magician. The effect of these poisons, he couldn't guess, maybe being blocked was the easiest ending.

"It's like watching someone mix the dung into the braised pork and serve it to the table. Yinchen's left hand stretched out his sleeve and pressed it on his stomach, and the palm of his left hand clearly felt the vibration caused by the overturning of the river and the sea in his stomach.

He was here, secretly sick to his stomach, "patrolling and not daring to approach" the table full of wine and food, when suddenly he heard the sound of chopsticks moving next to him, followed by the lively sound of cups colliding. The eight masters of the lamp bro, regardless of whether this dish was poisoned or not, enjoyed it together, and under their drive, the surrounding tables of boxers could not bear the hunger, cautiously and carefully took out the silver chopsticks they had prepared, tasted a little bit, saw that the chopsticks did not turn black, carefully felt the fragrance between the lips and teeth, there seemed to be no other taste, and closed his eyes and felt the battle spirit qi in his body, and it didn't seem to be affected, so he let go and ate and drank.

The idea of these people is very simple: "The imperial court will not poison people on such a large scale, there is no harm but no benefit, the devil will never do it, everyone has no problem eating Haisai nonsense, and there is naturally no problem with eating a few bites by yourself." ”

So at this moment of the palm lamp, when the lights and candles of the Tongshen Hall were brighter and brighter, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became warm, and the laughter and laughter continued. The poor magician sat alone, and in the lively atmosphere that was gradually rising, there was a cold and lonely outfit. At this time, even Wan Jianxin and them, after careful verification, raised their chopsticks and chewed loudly, these swordsmen did not correspond to the rotten and depraved imperial court of Tianfu, but they had infinite confidence in the cold energy in their bodies and the experience of the rivers and lakes in their minds.

Not every poison in this world can bring down the Ice Swordsman, but for the magicians who have already suffered from it, any poison in this world is very dangerous.

Magic is because of the fear of any possible toxins that dare not lift the spoon easily, holding the cheek raiser, sitting at the table, it looks very shabby and ridiculous. And the warriors of Lampburo, though impossible, let go of such a good opportunity, all kinds of inaudible and inaudible ridicule and ridicule followed, especially after they heard a hungry protest from Silver Dust's belly, but they burst out laughing unscrupulously.

The magician's face flushed, and at that moment, his expression was very cute, so that the next action he took was not cute. I saw her reserved stretch out a pair of white hands, the palm lit up with a faint purple light, after the purple light, a pair of fragrant chicken legs appeared in the palms of the left and right hands respectively, these chicken legs should be transmitted from the moon base or the red queen base through the imaginary space, must have been strictly inspected and quarantined after the red. Silver Dust picked up the roasted chicken leg and ate it with relish, and his eating action was so cute, much more elegant than the hungry ghosts of the Lampburo warriors.

The laughter of the lamp bros stopped abruptly, and they all looked at the silver dust of "bring your own food" in a daze. After a long breath, one of the strongest ones came sourly:

"Do you have to bring your own dry food when you come to such a place? Sure enough, the countrymen went into the city. ”

"I just don't know how much he brought, but it's estimated that it won't be too much, and there will be more to boil later. The other thinnest of the Lampburo warriors answered, and the atmosphere at the round table became warm.

The magician ignored them, waved his hand in the air, and a strong wind was launched, pushing the messy cups and plates on the table far away from him, freeing up a semi-circular clean tabletop, and the huge white palm pressed on the edge of the tabletop, and the purple light continued to light up. A few delicate side dishes appeared on the table, which had been empty.

Silver Dust took out a pair of purple silver chopsticks and ate them elegantly, and one of the lamp bro warriors closest to him recognized that one of the dishes seemed to be braised pork, but the bowl was filled with green chili peppers, which seemed to be even more delicious, so he couldn't help but stretch out the chopsticks, but no matter how hard he tried, the pair of chopsticks finally stopped in mid-air, and it was impossible to stretch an inch forward.

The magician eats elegantly, without saying a word, without squinting, as if he did not exist at all in front of eight evil creatures. Lampburo was originally an organization formed to deal with the silver-haired demons, these people gave up their ice energy to concentrate on cultivating dark blood energy, and they were bound to be discriminated against by the mainstream society, although they were "called" the most elite warriors in the Indra Cult, but in fact, their social status, especially outside of the Indra Sect, was no different from the killers. The eight of them and the eight killers who were dragged down by them are all the same kind of people in the eyes of the world, but I am afraid that Du Chuanchang, who is a brother and sister to them, may not really look up to them.

It is in such a repressive social environment that they survive for a lofty goal. All values would bring down this silver-white guy with long white hair in front of him, and at this time, all the goals, all the intentions, all the instructions, and even all the existential meaning of them and their organization since the establishment of their entire organization, sat in front of him in such a grand manner, and treated them as if they were air, ignoring them, ignoring them, not even the most basic precautions, how could this attitude of complete disregard make them willing? How could they not feel a kind of humiliation of being extremely despised?

The demons sitting around the other round tables were staggering, tied to the attitude of having wine today and getting drunk today, and the emperor did not charge for treats, and while they were talking, there was an awkward silence on the round table where Yinchen was, and the air was so suppressed that it almost condensed into transparent steel. The eight Lampburo warriors looked at him with resentful eyes, and they were all suddenly not at all had any appetite after they had only eaten half full. 16 eyes stared at the silver-haired boy bitterly and hatefully, and the cherry blossom boy didn't even want to raise his eyelids, after eating the delicate dishes in the small bowl, he pressed it on the edge of the table, the purple light lit up, the dishes and chopsticks disappeared, and Xu went into the automatic disinfection workshop of the Honghou base to clean.

The well-fed magician Wang Yu leaned on his back, closed his eyes, and the golden enchantment shrouded him, his long silver-white eyelashes, illuminated by the bright yellow candle, selected a kind of finely carved beauty. His immature and lovely appearance, in the eyes of the Lampburo warriors, exuded a treacherous beauty like an evil god. The eight lampburo killers who sat with them were even a little afraid to disturb the magician's rest at this time.

At this time, the magician did not have the slightest aura of a strong man around him, not even the icy aura that divine or demonic skills should have, these eight killers were more like ordinary people, and none of them had the majesty of a forbidden spell in their hands. The chatter in the hall gradually stopped, and everyone was full of wine and food, and at this time, the little yellow door came out and led everyone back to their respective rooms.

Xu is knowing that this White Dragon Bang martial arts competition is inevitably going to have a bloody case, as the organizer of the Ying Tianfu Imperial Court, deliberately separated the large room into a small room with wooden boards, and the small room is separated into a small room with wooden boards, and arranged a small single room for everyone, a bed, a bedside table, a chair, and there is no rest, whether it is a toilet or a bathhouse or even a place to make tea, it is all in the labyrinth, and it is also twisted and turned, and at the end, both sides of this labyrinthine corridor become dense rooms, and only one person is allowed to lie down in each room。 There are many forks in the road like tree branches, and the many rooms, just like the leaves on the branches, can be seen from the outside, the square shape of the Tongshen Pavilion, but the internal structure is extremely complex, the hall is only its entrance, in such a complex structure, how much invisible darkness is hidden, it is only the one who sleeps in the imperial city knows.

Silver Dust was led by the small yellow door to the room assigned to him by the imperial court. Looking at this small room, the magician did not feel like he was in prison, but remembered the room where the candidates who participated in the imperial examination had stayed. Although the room is small, the mattresses on the bed are all of the finest palace forbidden fabrics, and even the ends of the pillows are embroidered with cute round tiger heads, implying Wu Yunchanglong. After the magician entered this room, without waiting for the little yellow door to exit, he raised his hand and sent out a flame, the flame was fierce and intense, just with a heat wave, it made the little yellow door scream, and his own luck stock, cold and icy energy, condensed a thin half-life armor.

"Official!

"Huh. Sure enough, it is deeply hidden. Does a person who serves his master like you actually have the ability to enter the body 13 times?" the magician sneered, watching as the flames in his hand condensed into six fire dragons, engulfing the entire room in an instant. The cold ice armor on Xiao Huangmen's body and the cold ice energy in my body dissipated before the firelight.

"Walk the water—" Little Yellow Gate screamed and turned to escape, but unexpectedly, the menacing flames suddenly turned into a gentle warm light. The six dragons didn't light anything at all, but weaved intricate and brilliant patterns on the floor, walls, and roof. The orange-red fire flickered and dimmed, and then completely extinguished, and the intricate graphics outlined instantly became like the patterns cast by locusts, exquisite decoration, giving this already luxurious small room a sense of anti-corruption and regular sacredness all day long.

This is the purpose of Yinchen, to arrange the enchantment, of course, he also took the opportunity to test the depth of the Ying Tianfu court, "Sure enough, it is worthy of the emperor in the north, you must be careful, and you can't force the "orthodox" court, this enemy is extraordinary." Even a guy like you who serves people has the strength of a good hand in the rivers and lakes, and it is difficult to sleep when you think of the so-called father and emperor in the north. ”

"The official has an overreputation. The Sprinkle family was sold into the palace to be this eunuch since childhood, in addition to serving the master carefully, that is, sending the money won from the mountain every year to the family, so that the old folks could not be hungry, that's all, I have never thought about what is rich and expensive. ”

Xiao Huangmen saw that Yinchen was not going to set fire to the entire Tongshen Pavilion, and he relaxed for a while, and immediately bowed down in front of Yinchen, his mouth was like smeared with honey, although there was no obvious overly flattering words, but the words he said made people feel comfortable to listen to. Silver Dust nodded reservedly, and reached out the door to indicate that he could exit.

Xiao Huangmen seemed to hesitate again and again, twisting and refusing to leave, and it didn't seem like he wanted to stay, he twisted his body, anxious for three seconds, and then gritted his teeth fiercely, and stomped his foot lightly, as if he had made up his mind, and whispered the words that had been prepared a long time ago to Yinchen as if he were leaking internal information.