"Little friend, little friend, don't go, don't go, the price is negotiable!"

Seeing that Jiang Xiaobai wanted to leave, the people who were free to scatter jumped and hugged his legs. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You let go!"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the ragged and loose people angrily, and when he saw this old man, he was poor and crazy, with a pair of broken fist gloves, and he actually planned to sell 10 million Linglu.

"I don't, you are the first person to ask for a price in these years, we are destined, and you are also destined for this pair of gloves!"

"We don't have fate, no fate at all, you ...... You're not going to let go of me and call people again?"

"No, if there is no fate, at this moment, in this vast sea of people, why did I just meet you, calling people? There are all my people around, it's useless for you to shout for help!"

The carefree people stuck to Jiang Xiaobai like a piece of dog skin plaster.

"I'll give you a hundred drops of Pinling Dew, and we'll have a good relationship, what do you think?"

The words of the carefree people touched Jiang Xiaobai a little, the world is endless, he believes in a fateful word!

When the people heard this, a gleam flashed in their eyes.

"That's not good, how can I take your things for nothing, now that the cause has been planted, sooner or later it will bear fruit, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is not yet known!"

"A thousand pins of Linglu, I asked for your fist gloves, cause and effect will disappear, what do you think?"

"Huh, I didn't expect that you, a young man, still understand cause and effect, and for the old temper, a million lower grades of Linglu, this pair of gloves is for you!"

"Don't!"

Jiang Xiaobai shook his head, bent over, and broke the fingers of the loose scattered people holding him one by one.

"Do you think that's good?"

The loose man stood up, straightened his clothes, and continued.

"It's useless for this chariot to reach the embankment that does not fall, you have to spend a lot of spiritual materials every day to feed this spirit beast, give you the fist glove, and give me the chariot, how about it?"

Seeing Jiang Xiaobai's slight hesitation, the people were happy in their hearts.

"Xiaoyou, I see that you have a little conflict with the night family, when you want to leave, wouldn't it be better to go to them to grab a chariot again!"

On both sides of the long street, everyone pricked up their ears and tensed their bodies.

"Good!"

Jiang Xiaobai nodded, and then, his eyes widened violently.

In an instant, the chariot made of stainless steel, including the spirit beast, all disappeared, and Xiao Hei was crawling on the ground with a blank face.

"Moo!"

He looked at the butcher's shop not far away, swishing, the light of the knife flashed, and the spirit beast pulling the chariot instantly turned into pieces of meat and hung on the iron hook.

Sting!

The wheels of the chariot were thrown into the reddish iron pulp, and they gradually took the form of a sword.

......

"Ahem...... Wake up, wake up!"

The carefree man took the jet-black fist gloves and shook them in front of Jiang Xiaobai's eyes.

Only then did he realize that in this small section of the street, there was no passer-by who stopped to buy anything, and all of them walked with their heads bowed and their expressions flashing.

"Your gloves!"

Xiaoyaosanren stuffed the jet-black fist gloves into Jiang Xiaobai's hand, and walked towards the butcher shop with a shaking head.

"Butcher, a pound of meat!"

"Go ahead, you still owe me more than 100,000 drops of Linglu!"

"Sanniang, prepare a good guest room for me!"

The loose man shouted at a small two-story building.

"Death stick, the old lady snatched a string of beaded curtains, and there was no door. ”

......

For a while, Jiang Xiaobai vaguely understood something, took the black greasy fist gloves in his hand, and walked away cautiously, Xiao Hei followed closely with his head down, trying to make himself look less conspicuous, but he saw it with his own eyes, the fat butcher, a few brushes to cut a spirit beast into bones, its small body, can not withstand a knife.

"Green wolf, this is the way you are looking!"

Jiang Xiaobai glared at Xiao Hei fiercely.

"How did I know this was a bunch of hooligans!"

Although Blackie's voice was soft, it seemed to be heard by some people.

Whew!

Countless Dao Senran's eyes came, scared one person and one wolf, and ran away.

The carefree man smiled, picked up the longsword that the blacksmith had just made out of wheels, and looked at the occasional passerby on the road with bright eyes.

......

Ye Ziqing looked at Ye Ziming who was embarrassed in front of him, his brows furrowed slightly, what he had in his hand was the news about Fengcheng that he had just gotten, and the Jiang family disappeared very strangely.

"Why are you calling me back in such a hurry?"

A disgruntled cry came, and with a bang, the door was pushed open, and a woman in black armor walked in, surrounded by a sinister atmosphere.

"Hmm, Ziming, what's wrong with you?"

"Sister, Jiang Xiaobai is still alive!"

Ye Ziming said with some horror.

"What! are you sure?"

The person who came was Ye Ruhua, and she looked at Ye Ziqing who stood up.

"Well, he is still alive, we were negligent, when we came out of the embankment, Jiang Xiaobai was carried out by a person of unknown origin, who left him behind, and then, he was detoxified by the people of the Dongfang family and sent back to the family ......"

Ye Ziqing spoke eloquently, and he was not as flustered as Ye Ziming.

"Is it done to send someone to abandon it?"

Ye Ruhua calmed down, they obviously seriously injured Jiang Xiaobai, and the demon soldiers chasing after them were within reach.

"Go!"

"Where is his injury?"

"A spiritual power grazed the edge of his heart, and the magic arrow pierced his abdomen, and his shoulder was hit by spiritual power!"

Yezi said unhurriedly, and handed a piece of rice paper to Yeruhua, on which was Jiang Xiaobai's portrait, lifelike.

"Will he be taken away by the demons?"

Ye Ziming looked at Jiang Xiaobai's portrait coldly.

"Impossible, no living demon clan can cross the embankment without permission!"

Looking at the people in the paintings, I always feel that something is different.

"Sister, do you feel that Jiang Xiaobai is different!"

Ye Ziqing pointed at Jiang Xiaobai's eyes.

"He's become more confident, his eyes are so deep that it's impossible to see through!"

"Eyes?"

Ye Ruhua looked at these eyes, her heart trembled, and she unconsciously appeared in her heart the figure of the young man in the boundary mountain.

"Impossible, he's dead, no one can survive among the demons!"

Ye Ruhua shook her head and waved the unrealistic idea away.

"Sister, if you go to the meeting for a while, he will know that he robbed Ziming's chariot and was demolished by the group of hooligans on Crazy Street!"

Ye Ziqing smiled slightly, but a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"It's okay, I heard that Shi Ziyan arrived here a few days ago!"

Ye Ruhua turned away and reappeared, already in a fiery red dress.

"Let's go, go find Shi Ziyan!"

Hearing the name Shi Ziyan, Ye Ziming's obvious eyes lit up and became excited, while Ye Ziqing seemed much calmer and kept up with Ye Ruhua.

The group of three people left the mansion and rumbled away, this mansion is located in a large complex of buildings, stationed with major forces, any mansion may be a sect, or a family.

......

A flying falcon turned into a streamer, crossed the plaque with the four characters of the World Business Alliance, shot towards an exquisite attic, and slowly landed in a jade hand.

A piece of rice paper slowly opened, and a few strokes of thick ink sketched a teenager vividly, and there was a bit of agility.