Song Ciwan stood beside the curtain, listening to the dialogue between Wuzhen and the so-called "barbarian envoy", but his heart was full of turbulent thoughts.

"Second Prince", this one is undoubtedly her enemy!

As the saying goes, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, but in Song Ciwan's concept, if you can take revenge now, why wait another ten years?

The conversation between the Wuzhen people and the barbarian envoy continued, and Song Ciwan saw that on the cloth curtain, there was a wisp of red and white gas emitting from the mouth of the net bottle. These wisps of qi dispersed and then flowed straight into the curtain, and then flowed through the curtain to an unknown distance.

Song Ciwan stretched out his hand and grabbed those qi.

Her palm was as small as a cloud of smoke, piercing through the curtain like nothingness, and gently and skillfully grasping those invisible qi in her palm.

The scales emerge and take the gas away.

[Human desires, mortals' joys, angers, and sorrows, one or two dollars, can be sold. 】

[All things have spirits, they can be believed, and they can be sold for one or two or three dollars. 】

……

Wisps of red and white gas are included in the scales, some of which can be mixed with light gold in red and white, this kind of gas is not ordinary "human desire", but willingness!

Wishing power, even when Song Ciwan is playing the role of a nameless god or a divine envoy, he can rarely collect it directly.

And this time, she took away the thirty-six wisps of qi in the net bottle in one go, of which twenty-three wisps were ordinary "human desires", and there were thirteen wisps of willpower!

Even if the amount of each wisp is not large, it is also a white wish.

Song Ciwan's eyebrows stretched, and after a while, he suddenly heard an angry roar from behind the curtain: "Wu Yu, you dare to bully me!" ”

Wu Yu actually didn't react to what was happening, and he didn't have time to react.

In an instant, a huge fluffy claw poked out of the curtain like lightning.

The gray-black beast claws are the size of a grinding plate, and with lightning speed, the head and face, neck, and upper body of the black feather are all pinched in the palm of your hand!

Wu Yu realized it later, and it wasn't until his entire upper body was pinched that he screamed: "Bastard thing, Vulna barbarian slave, what are you going to do!" ”

At the same time, countless iron feathers instantly fell off the feathers on the black feathers, these iron feathers were sharp and sharp, and they burst out, spinning and breaking through the air, cutting through the giant claws.

The two sides fought for life and death, in an instant.

Song Ciwan just judged in his heart: Although Wu Yu had a counterattack, he was afraid that he was not a brute opponent......

I saw that the gray-black beast's claws were cut by the iron feathers, and blood splattered in an instant.

The brute screamed in anger and let out a wild and long beastly roar: "Ahhh

The claws tightened, poof!

The black feather didn't have time to let out a second shout, and the entire upper body was crushed into mud by the beast's claws.

The flesh exploded, and the black feather died instantly.

The brute force won, but his screams of pain were even more terrible.

I saw that there were countless pieces of minced meat attached to the claws of the beast, and there were countless tiny red nematodes in a trance between the minced meat, shuttling and arching between the gray and black fur of the claws.

He shouted, "Ah! Help me! What the hell is it? ”

"Master! Lord, save me! Ahh

The beast's claws instantly retracted into the depths of the curtain, and the brute shouted more and more: "Master save me, master save me!" ”

Song Ciwan stood outside the cloth curtain and took out a paper crane tracer that was stained with a little blood of the barbarian-

This is also very strange, many things in the world are untouchable by Song Ciwan, such as Niu Lao Liu, who was walking in despair between the streets before, he and Song Ciwan staggered through, and the two couldn't touch each other.

For example, many things in this Wuzhen house, those charcoal pots, feathers, utensils, etc., Song Ciwan can't touch them.

But she was able to capture "human desire" and "willingness" with her bare hands, and at this moment, she was also able to borrow the paper crane tracer to stain the blood of the barbarian.

What's even more interesting is that Song Ciwan has a feeling: she feels that she should be able to touch the crow-blue curtain in front of her!

Song Ciwan did not touch it recklessly, but at the moment when the voice completely dissipated, he summoned the scales and put the curtain in front of him directly into the scales.

The moment the curtain was collected, Song Ciwan felt a strong sense of pulling.

On the other side of the distant time and space, someone seemed to be angry in a trance: "Who? ”

In the dark, it was as if a pale-skinned hand with sharp nails had reached out, wanting to break through the barrier of time and space, and track it in the direction where Song Ciwan was.

Song Ciwan swept his sleeves at the moment before the space turmoil, the scales were swung out, and the weighing pan spun around.

In an instant, all kinds of flesh and blood fragments scattered in the room, including the strangely shaped bird's foot remains of the Wuren people, and the various feather decorations that exuded a magical aura, were all swept in by the scales.

Yes, although many things in the world cannot be directly touched, the scales can.

After her cultivation breakthrough, the connection between her and the scales has become closer, and within a certain range, she can take the initiative to control the scales to collect items directly!

Song Ciwan took away all the things that could be collected in the room in a moment, and the scales disappeared into nothingness.

All these descriptions are long, but in fact, Song Ciwan's speed can really be described as a snap of a finger.

With a flick of her fingers, she moved away from the hut, and with a flick of her fingers, there was an eerie roar of rage from the room.

Ahh

The whistling sound was difficult for ordinary people to hear, and Song Ciwan looked from afar, only to see an invisible wave of qi that seemed to erupt from that room.

In an instant, the old and brightly colored hut turned to ash in this invisible wave of air.

Boom, dust rose all over the sky, and fell silently.

In the distance, in those lively streets, the laughter of people continued.

The fireworks in the sky were still blooming, and no one noticed that there was such a hut in the depths of the alley, which had been lost in the world from this moment on.

Song Ciwan only stopped for a moment, and when she found that the hand in the sensing seemed to be unable to leave the range of the hut too far, and it was even more impossible to track her hiding not far away, she bent her eyes slightly and smiled silently.

This state of being "both in the world and not in the world" is truly wonderful.

Song Ciwan quickly turned around and left, and as she walked, she went straight to the direction of the Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall.

There was no hurry to track down the barbarian envoys, and Song Ciwan decided to find Niu Lao Liu first and take a look at Niu Lao Liu's follow-up.

Song Ciwan used the wind control technique and quickly passed through one street after another.

As she hurried along, she summoned the scales again, and she was going to sell some of the things she had just gotten from the Black Feather Hut.

Especially that magical cloth curtain, Song Ciwan wanted to see what he could get if he sold this thing!

(End of chapter)