Looking at them stunned, Qin Fen secretly laughed a few times. m.

"Give it to you, give it to you, isn't it just a demon! The poor monk has punished demons and eliminated demons along the way for so many years, and I don't know how many such demons have been suppressed with his own hands!"

Qin Fen pursed his lips disdainfully, then stretched out his hand and placed the feathered Qingluan in front of Mo Zhifeng's eyes.

Looking at the originally tall and mighty Lord Qingluan, he was stripped of his feathers today, and there was scarlet blood on his chest.

If they hadn't arrived in time, maybe the current Qingluan would have become Qin Fen's belly ghost!

But fortunately, just now Mo Zhifeng stretched out a hand to probe under Qingluan's nose, and found that there was still breath, which means that it is not dead, but this appearance is some... Suddenly!

Looking at the people in front of him, looking constipated, Qin Fen almost couldn't help laughing, immediately pretended to cough, and then said slowly: "Donor, you have such a kind heart, it's very good, according to the poor monks, you are full of Buddha nature, it is better to escape into the empty door!"

But this time, before he finished speaking, he heard a violent cough, and his voice was a little hoarse, but he could vaguely hear that it was a man's voice!

Who?

Before Qin Fen could turn his head to look, an old hoarse roar came from behind him again.

"Who? Who is plotting against me?"

Anger, incomparable anger, this anger that does not just come from the mouth, but more like it comes from the heart.

Listening to the tone, it seems that this is not a good stubble!

Soon he turned away, intending to take a closer look at the man, when another shout burst out of his mouth.

Alas!

Qin Fen sighed slightly, since you want to be like this, then it's no wonder to me, he turned around with a kind face, and at the same time, a Buddha light quietly appeared behind him!

The dazzling Buddha light directly raised Qin Fen's identity by more than one level, and it was more like a transformation of his appearance from the outside to the inside, as if he was a Buddha, and the Buddha was him, and his body was full of a sense of sacredness!

"Wow!"

Before he could speak, the audience had already calmed down, and dozens of pairs of eyes were staring at him with green and green, so it seems that this method is useful!

Striking while the iron was hot, Qin Fen showed a charitable smile and said slowly: "Amitabha, good and good! Donor, where did you come from, and where are you going?"

If such a question falls on someone else, he will not answer you if he has the slightest temper.

However, such a simple and unpretentious voice fell into the ears of everyone present, but it was as if the beloved teacher was teaching him earnestly, amiable!

Under such a powerful light, there will be nowhere to hide all evil.

"Return to the Heavenly Desolate City and report the battle situation on the Great Desolate Mountain with the four major trading houses!"

"Oh!"

At the same time, the whole picture of the owner of the old hoarse voice was also seen by Qin Fen, and it immediately gave Qin Fen a stimulus.

The owner of this old voice turned out to be a young man in an inky robe!

Looking at his immature appearance, he should be no more than ten years old, but he has such an old and unbearable voice, I really can't figure it out, is this the legendary smoke voice?

However, this is always someone else's business, and in the end, it is always his curiosity that is at work!

Soon, Qin Fen, who had adjusted back to his state, casually glanced at the young man in the ink-colored robe in front of him, and took advantage of his spare time, after repeated pondering, he quickly made a plan in his heart, but this is a later matter, what matters now is that he should take advantage of the Buddha's light first, and quickly get some useful information out of their mouths, so that it is better to carry out a new round of improvement for the plan prepared before!

Thinking about the mountains of things in his head, Qin Fen couldn't help but have a headache, he really wanted to lie down and rest at this moment, how could there be so many in his dreams!

Thinking of this, Qin Fen let out a long breath of turbid air from his mouth, and then continued to run the exercises, moving on to the following questions.

In just a moment, Qin Fen learned a lot of useful information from the mouth of the ink-robed young man.

First, Qin Fen asked, what are you doing in the Great Wilderness Mountain, but the answer of the ink-robed young man is very simple, and he added one more sentence to the original answer, I'll join in the fun!

“............”

Such an answer immediately caused Qin Fen to be speechless for a while, dare to love what you said before is all nonsense!

Hey, why are you a person like you who even lied to yourself?

The Immortal Cultivation Realm is so big, it's really a thousand strange people!

Qin Fen scolded in his heart, but soon he adjusted his mentality and continued to ask him the second question, who are you?

As soon as these words were spoken, they attracted a burst of ridicule, which directly made Qin Fen's face darken, and immediately adjusted the dazzling Buddha light behind him to a higher level, causing everyone to directly cover their eyes.

However, under the illumination of such a level of Buddha light, the ink-robed young man cooperated and said slowly: "Young Master Ben is a person from Wanyou Commercial Bank, named Wang Sisi!"

"Poof!"

What the?

What? A big man's name is Wang Sisi?

Such a thunderous name made Qin Fen can't help but squirt out a mouthful of saliva on the spot, and it made him almost break his work on the spot.

However, Qin Fen still quickly stabilized the Buddha light behind him, and when he saw that it was okay, he wiped the cold sweat on his head and gasped.

Without further ado, he immediately asked the third and fourth questions, and as soon as he finished asking these questions, the ink-robed young man suddenly came back to his senses at this moment, continued to swear and continued to ask.

But what about Qin Fen, who is so cautious, knocked the ink-robed young man unconscious on the spot, and then carried the slippery Qingluan in one hand and the ink-robed young man who was knocked unconscious in the other, and then dispersed the Buddha light behind him.

"Amitabha, it's good, it's good, what are the donors still doing there? Didn't you tell the poor monk that you want to go back quickly? Why did you become a poor monk in a hurry, and you weren't in a hurry?"

"Forehead ....."

These words caused the audience to be speechless for a while, but Dark Mo Zhifeng quickly discovered the abnormality, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and he exclaimed, "Young Master Wang!"

"Young Master Wang?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present came back to their senses in an instant, and in a blink of an eye, those people then made surprised expressions as if they were the same!

At this moment, the atmosphere suddenly seemed depressing, but it was their truest expression!

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