, The fastest update of the belly black lady pro-explosion cute treasure: Nine Kings, too fierce The latest chapter!" "As long as you can heal my sister, my family's ancestral holy weapon will give you as a reward, nothing else!" When the young man heard her words, his eyes lit up, and he immediately said.

"Hey, this is really a holy weapon?" said the little marquis.

"Of course, this is the ancestral inheritance of my Bai family!" the young man said with a choked neck.

"Didn't you just say that you used it to fool the medicine hall?" said the little marquis.

The young man was speechless, and only looked at Feng Xi, waiting for her to speak.

"Let's go. Feng Xi said lightly.

Although the young man still had doubts in his heart, he could only grasp this last straw now, except for this ancestral crippled halberd, there was nothing to be done to their brother and sister, the strength of these two people was unfathomable, and it was impossible to do anything to their brothers and sisters.

Feng Xi followed him into the depths of this slum, and along the way, she also saw the slums here, as the name suggests, this is where the poor live, and when they came over and saw it, the highest cultivation is just a great martial artist, in a place like the underground black market, these people are running errands for people, or doing some hard work.

It's just hard work, and it will also be disliked, because the cultivation is low, and no one may want to do hard work.

I saw that many people in the slums were skinny, not much different from teenagers, and it was indeed not easy to make a living in this underground black market.

Compared with her observation of this slum, the little marquis is purely a companion, and he doesn't care about these at all, he looks at her a few more times, and says: "The slum here is not too sad, there is a slum outside, which is even worse than here." ”

"Little Hou Ye didn't want to help me?" Feng Xi said.

"Helping the emergency is not helping the poor, and besides, I don't like to do such good deeds. The little marquis waved his hand.

Feng Xi didn't speak, but she had the same meaning in her heart, she was not a bodhisattva, and she would soften her heart when she saw these people living like this, which was impossible.

She might as well do it in an emergency, and it can be regarded as accumulating some blessings for Xiaodouding, and if she helps the poor, then she will not be interested.

The young man led the way in front, estimated Feng Xi's face, and told him about the situation in the underground black market.

Xiao Hou said: "I didn't see it, you are quite familiar with this underground black market." ”

"It's not enough to say it's familiar, but I know everything I should know. The boy said.

"But it has to be like this, otherwise you can still live to this day?" said the little marquis.

The boy didn't speak, he was able to get a lot of gossip about the underground black market, but the reason why he inquired about this was really to want to live and avoid the taboos of those big people.

Feng Xi glanced at him, but didn't speak.

In a short time, they arrived at the boy's quarters, which were a very shabby and dilapidated house.

"Just live here?" the little marquis squinted, glanced at the small dilapidated house, and said.

"Hmm. The young man did not dare to say much to him, nodded in response, and was about to push the door.

"Wait!" Feng Xi said suddenly.

The young man was stunned, Feng Xisu waved his hand, the door opened automatically, and a cold aura came to his face, the young man's face was pale and he couldn't move, but the little marquis still carried him and threw it out.

"Hurry up and save my sister, my sister's cold poison has flare up again!" the young man was stunned, and then crawled over, kowtowing and pleading with a pale face.

"I'll pull out your tongue again!" said the little marquis, impatiently.