However, after working in the chaos for a long time, Lin Nuo put down the work in his hand with a little fatigue, stretched his waist, and put the cube in his hand into his body. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This workload is really a lot, it seems that it is really not an overnight thing to completely perfect it, it has been so long, I don't know what is the situation of Chennan Meng Hao and others now?"

With a wave of his hand, a smooth mirror appeared in the gray chaos, which made the picture very abrupt and weird.

With the appearance of the mirror, the situation of Meng Hao and others also appeared.

At this time, Meng Hao had already used his own Nirvana Fruit to differentiate into a clone, and was ready to use this clone to condense his own Heaven Sealing Forbidden.

As for Chen Nan, Meng Ke'er, Chu Yu and others, they are still in retreat, constantly accumulating themselves, laying the foundation for stepping into the realm of rebellion in the future.

And the purple gold dragon and the baby dragon, together with Ren Jian, continue to explore the ruins and civilization in the vast starry sky, as long as they find the whirlpool world, these three guys will go in and loot, if they encounter the forces of the non-human race, Ren Jian will also go on a killing spree, in order to sharpen their swordsmanship. The cultivation of several people has improved compared to before, and it seems that a lot of resources have been scavenged along the way.

"It seems that these little guys have been doing well recently, let me see how Chu Xuan's reincarnation is going?" Lin Nuo muttered with some curiosity.

As his voice fell, the picture in the mirror turned, and I saw that on the street of a small county town, a middle-aged man selling calligraphy and paintings on the corner was helplessly tidying up his stall.

"Alas, today is another calligraphy and painting that has not been sold, when will this troubled world be a head!" the stall owner sighed helplessly.

"Boss, how do you sell this painting?" I don't know when, a handsome young man walked over from the stall, the man was carrying a tall bookcase behind him, if it weren't for the clothes on his body that looked very poor, the stall owner couldn't help but praise the son of Turbidity Shijia!

I saw this young man who looked like a showman, and at this moment he was pointing to a portrait of a beautiful woman washing her hair hanging on the stall, and the painting of the woman was delicate and beautiful, touching and very lovable.

"Ten taels of silver!" the stall owner's eyes lit up, and then he said with a blank face.

"This is too expensive, can the boss be cheaper?" asked the young Xiucai a little embarrassed.

"Look at Childe, you are so sincere, so let's do it, a fixed price, five taels of silver, how about it?" the boss's eyes flashed, and then he smiled.

"This ......" Young Xiucai touched the money bag on his waist with some embarrassment, "Late life really doesn't... Uh, what's going on?"

I saw Xiucai's hand, I don't know when he took out a silver ingot from the money bag, no more, no less, exactly five taels, this situation made Xiucai's eyes widen.

"Haha, childe, you are just modest, aren't you just five taels, come, you can hold this painting, don't break it." The stall owner smiled and took off the scroll at great speed, rolled it up and put it in the hand of the young Xiucai.

The young Xiucai handed over the silver in his hand with a blank face, and then in the flattery of the boss, he walked away with the scroll in some thoughts.

"This picture is a little familiar, where have you seen it? Well, it's been so long ago that I can't remember it for a while. Lin Nuo sat in the chaos, I don't know when he had an extra cup of tea in his hand, and he was drinking tea and watching the play with a comfortable face.

At this time, after the young Xiucai turned around and left, a group of people holding weapons came out of the shadows: "Big brother, this kid looks poor and sour, but he has a generous shot, why don't we ...... it"

"Don't worry, keep up first, and then we'll see what happens!" said the leader with a smile on his chin.

At this moment, the sky changed sharply, the torrential rain fell suddenly, and the pedestrians on the street hurriedly looked for a place to hide from the rain, but the leader who spoke just now was pointing into the distance with his mouth open and unable to speak for a long time.

His subordinates looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw that the young Xiucai, who had not yet left the town, did not look for a place to hide from the rain, but walked forward as before, but the pouring rain automatically separated beside him, and he could not touch his body at all, and from a distance, it looked like an air hood in the water.

"Youkai, youkai!" the group shouted in horror, and then scattered in all directions.

"Youkai, where are the youkai?" Young Xiucai seemed to have just woken up at this time, and when he heard the shouts around him, he looked around with a puzzled expression.

"Ah, it's raining!" When he looked up, he found that it was already raining heavily, and the young Xiucai hurriedly ran towards the dilapidated pavilion in the distance, preparing to hide from the rain before hurrying.

However, after only a few steps of running, Xiucai suddenly noticed that the rain around him had stopped, and even the sun showed most of his smiling face, as if he was laughing at his stupidity.

"Hey, this ghost weather, just say it, stop it, it's really no sign at all!" Young Xiucai tidied up his somewhat messy clothes, and then walked out of the county seat slowly with his bookcase.

He didn't know that at this time in the county town, there were countless onlookers standing in the rain, looking at his figure that gradually disappeared at the gate of the city, and the boss who sold paintings was even more trembling: "We are here in the rain, but he is sunny, and even the weather can change, this is definitely a big monster!"

"I heard the inn's junior two say, not far from the county seat, there is a Lanruo Temple on the mountainside, I'll go there tonight to spend the night. Young Xiucai walked out of the city and muttered to himself.

At this time, he was in an unknown chaotic space, and the tea in Lin Nuo's mouth almost squirted out of his mouth, "I said, why is it so familiar, isn't this Ning Caichen in A Chinese Ghost Story, Chu Xuan, this kid, has just entered reincarnation, and he is going to play a relationship between people and ghosts, it's really interesting!"

At this time, Ning Caichen, holding a dry steamed bun in his hand, was eating while walking towards the distant peak, "Well, you have to hurry, it's not too early to see this day, if you can't get to Lanruo Temple after dark, I'm afraid you will encounter a beast!"

When Ning Caichen was hurrying away, there was a sudden sound of fighting not far away, several people from the rivers and lakes were galloping towards this side, stepping on the stagnant water splashing, coming extremely fast, behind a few people, there was a person holding a sword to chase and kill, and the speed of running was even more amazing.

This man seemed to be a swordsman, and when he was running, he was like a fierce tiger catching up with the people in front of him, and then he cut off the head of the person in front of him with a sword, and then one by one, and in the blink of an eye, only one was left alive.

"Uncle spare your life, I'll give you back the money!" The last surviving Jianghu man was broken down by the death of several companions one after another, threw his weapon and knelt in the muddy water, held a sheepskin money bag on his head, and begged for mercy loudly.

"Uncle's money dares to steal, it's really looking for death!" The pursuing swordsman had no intention of showing mercy to his subordinates, and after snatching the money bag, he slashed to death the Jianghu guest kneeling in the muddy water with a sword.

This massacre happened right in front of Ning Caichen's eyes, and he was so frightened that his face turned pale and his lips trembled.

"Big brother, I'm just a poor scholar, I have no grievances with you, don't kill me!" Looking at the swordsman who was walking towards him step by step, Ning Caichen's legs trembled in fright.

"Who is going to kill you, uncle, I'm hungry, give me a few bites of the steamed buns in your hand first!"

The swordsman was about to reach out and grab the steamed bun in Ning Caichen's hand, but his arm had just touched Ning Caichen, only to see a flash of golden light, and the swordsman's body had already flown ten meters away and fell heavily to the ground.

"Big brother, don't be like this, just now you killed several people alive, and now you say that if you fall, you will fall, what is this for? Big brother, do you look at me like this, like a rich person?" Ning Caichen said with an aggrieved face, and in order to increase his convincingness, he specially turned out the pockets on his body.

(To be continued.) )