Volume 2 Nanshan Enters the Mortal Tribulation Chapter 67 A Creation!
Those plots that have been built up for a long time will eventually be unleashed somewhere when the time is ripe...... And many people are willing to be pawns. βEpigraph
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Black Box world.
In the gray mist sky, the sword light disappeared, the sword intent faded like a tide, and Qian Duoduo stood calmly in front of the black dog.
Black Dog Wangcai looked at this human boy with a sword on his back, his eyes were full of complexity, and he was more puzzled, why did this boy save himself? At such a close distance, as long as he attacked this boy at this moment, he would definitely be able to successfully catch it, did he have another point of bargaining chips?
"Why did you save me?" the black dog thought about again and again, but still didn't make a move, and asked the question he wanted to ask the most.
The black dog that stood up was still very tall, and it was almost enough for Qian Duoduo's shoulders. Qian Duoduo looked down at it slightly, and said without thinking: "My friend is still in the illusion of this black box, and I want to save my friend." β
"I died, and the illusion was lifted. β
"What if that damages her Dao heart?"
"That's all?"
"Yes, that's all. β
"Aren't you afraid that Ben will catch you now, or hallucinate you?"
"I'm afraid, but I'm still standing in front of you. β
β......β Black Dog.
"Wangcai, you will follow the master in the future, you have also seen how huge the master's energy is. Who don't know about those two big shots just now?" Qian Duoduo began to continue to flicker. I thought to myself, this is one of the ancient divine beasts, how strong it should be if it is raised in the future, at least it is also the power of the virtual realm, right? or higher...... It has to be arranged anyway!
Qian Duoduo saw the big black dog looking at him with a confused face, and said with an exaggerated face: "They are all relatives of my Qian family!"
"How about it? Follow the master, you won't be bullied! This world is too small, no one will dare to lock you up in the future, and you will be free again. β
The black dog finally began to have a trace of struggle in his eyes, and said, "Boy, as long as you do two things, Ben will agree to follow you." β
Qian Duoduo's eyes motioned for it to continue.
"First, break the power of the black box and give me back my freedom. Second, Ben Ji's divine soul was refined by that soul fade with this black box, and you want to help me get out of trouble. β
"It turns out that this is the matter for you to twist and pinch for a long time, the master has a way!" Qian Duoduo patted his chest and said.
"First of all, I will ask the elders to help lift the power of this black box imprisonment. As for the second piece...... You should know that there is a grass in the world, which resembles a lotus leaf and has a silvery rhizome. β
"But what about the silverleaf grass?" began to light up in the black dog's eyes.
Qian Duoduo suddenly reached out and patted Wangcai's dog head, "Yes, yes, it's the Silver Leaf Grass." β
"I'm afraid it's hard to have a miraculous effect on ordinary silver-leaved grass. The black dog grunted, his expression a little gloomy.
"Master, my pearl...... Can talk!" Qian Duoduo said proudly, completely forgetting who the true owner of the silver leaf grass was.
"Cheng, for the sake of your kid being honest, I promise you for the time being. Wangcai said.
Qian Duoduo clapped his hands and squinted at it: "What should you call me now?"
The black dog also squinted at him and asked, "What do you mean, boy?"
"You and I will be named in the future. Qian Duoduo said seriously.
Black Dog Wangcai asked, "Then what's your kid's name?"
"Uncle Qian!" Qian Duoduo is serious.
Damn!...... Wangcai's eyes widened when he heard this, and then he lowered his head and thought that he felt that something was wrong.
"Wangcai, it's time for me to save my friend. Qian Duoduo said with a smile.
The black dog Wangcai looked confused and said, "Uncle Qian, are you sure you want to enter the illusion of that girl?"
Qian Duoduo nodded noncommittally and said, "Very good, you call it again." β
Wangcai, who stood up, scratched his head with two front paws and said: "Uncle, don't blame Ben for not reminding you, that girl's dream is not simple, if you can't get out, you really can't get out, even if this earth-level magic weapon destroys a mortal like you, it will become a dementia! β
Qian Duoduo's face finally appeared with a trace of solemnity, but as if he had thought of something, his face returned to calm, and he said, "Wangcai, let's start." β
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After Zhao Yiquan returned to Yuluo Mansion, he came to a wing room with a gloomy face, and was about to speak when he saw the door of the wing room open, and a voice came out: "Senior brother, don't be angry, it's all the fault of the junior brother!"
Alas!
Zhao Yiquan sighed, flicked his sleeves, and stepped in.
The room was empty, and there were three futons in the center, and on one of the futons sat a Taoist in Tsing Yi, and his baby's fat face was full of pain, it was the third elder Qingsong who led the team this time. And sitting on the other futon was Miao Yuanliang.
Zhao Yiquan looked angry and shouted at Qing Song: "Take action without permission! It's really not enough to succeed and more than to lose! Even if you succeed, how can you weaken the combat power of the two factions?"
"Do you know what kind of place this is? Dare to openly assassinate the Qilinzi of other sects? And these are small things, if they are discovered, how can you explain to the master? If you ruin the whole plan because of this, you will not be sorry to die!"
Qingsong's head was lowered, and he didn't dare to pit.
"Bastard! When you first entered the virtual realm, you were killed as soon as you gathered your soul clone, and a hundred years of Taoism were in vain! The sect's incessant investment of resources in you is a waste! I see that you Qingsong don't want to stool the Immortal Dao!" Zhao Yiquan became more and more angry the more he thought about it, and continued to scold.
Miao Yuanliang sat on the futon and finally said: "Senior Brother Zhao is angry, Senior Brother Qingsong is also earnest, I wanted to rely on the mist box to capture that money alive, but I didn't expect this son to deliberately take the bait, relying on the treasure on his body to shake the senior brother against the sky......"
"Don't excuse him!" Zhao Yiquan shouted.
"Qingsong, from now on, you are not allowed to take another step out of the mansion, avoid people's eyes and ears, and beware of being seen by the people of Qianyi and Tianyin Pavilion! As for the matter of being responsible for the entry of the disciple, Yuan Liang and I are in charge. β
Qing Song hurriedly said, "Thank you, senior brother." β
"Find a suitable time, go back and ask for the guilt yourself!" Zhao Yiquan said, waved his sleeves, and left angrily.
Only Qing Song and Miao Yuanliang with an indifferent face were left in the room.
Liang Jiu Miao Yuanliang looked at Qing Song's baby face and said with a smile: "Senior brother is really a good chess player! There are many people, there are many eyes, there are many forces, killing people and grabbing treasures?"
Qing Song's face turned blue and red for a while when he heard this, and he said: "Senior brother is just thinking about helping senior brother take a bad breath, and he has no intention of taking the treasure." β
"Then have you ever informed your brother that if you do, isn't the big secret and magic weapon on that kid your creation?"
Qing Song's face changed, and he hurriedly said, "Senior brother has no such thoughts." I wonder what treasure my brother is thinking about that kid?"
Qing Song was actually still angry in his heart, not only for Zhao Yiquan but also for Miao Yuanliang. I thought to myself that if it weren't for you Miao Yuanliang saying that this rich boy has a treasure hidden in his body, I could have taken such a big risk? At most, I would have taught them a lesson. Okay now, you've made that bird, and you've been hammered, so you're going to laugh at the show?
Miao Yuanliang patted Qingsong's shoulder and stood up, and said with a smile: "Senior brother stepped into the virtual realm at a young age, and the realm has not yet stabilized, so he should take one step at a time. There are some opportunities that only old bones can gnaw on. As he spoke, his figure dissipated like smoke.
"Cloud dreams are like smoke!" Qing Song's face was shocked, until Miao Yuanliang left for a long time, his heart had not calmed down for a long time.
Yunmeng Ruyan is the second supernatural power of the Wuen Gate, which belongs to the body and law supernatural powers, and it is difficult to cultivate jealousy, and there are only a handful of people who have practiced in the entire Wuen Gate, and I can't imagine that Miao Yuanliang, who is usually inconspicuous in the sect, has already comprehended.
It's because I'm small that these old powerhouses, Qing Song thought secretly, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.
"You want to teach me about the times, but one day I will trample you under my feet. Qingsong muttered.
"And the mortal ants of the Snow Sword Villa, a snow array actually prevented me from putting away the mist box, exposing me to the sword light of the hidden one. I will avenge these hatreds one day!" Qingsong gritted his teeth and said.
Suddenly a voice came out of thin air in the empty hut: "Why are you sad?"
Qing Song's face was expressionless when he heard this, as if he knew that there were people around, and shouted: "What are you doing sneakily, you clown has been hiding in this courtyard for the past few days, I will give you a face!"
As soon as he spoke, Qing Song brushed the dust with his right hand and suddenly swept towards a space somewhere outside the house, "Get out!"
Touch!
A man in black was pulled out of the space. Qing Song stepped forward, stepped on the other party's chest, the snow-white dust was as straight as a sword and pointed at the opponent's throat, and said in a cold voice: "Little Gui Ling Realm, I wanted you to live for two more days and play with you, but I'm not happy today, uncle!
The black-clothed man's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly said: "Shangxian is angry, I am Fengyou, a subordinate of Nansizuo, and in the name of Xiaxi, there is a pile of creation to give to Shangxian."
"Imperial Inspectorate?"
Feng You nodded slightly, and a thin monkey face was full of pride.
"Hmph, lackey, tell me what it is, if you don't make this seat move, then you can die. The mortal countries are afraid of your Imperial Supervision Division, and I don't have any grace in my eyes!" Qing Song kicked away the man in black and snorted coldly.
The black-clothed man named Feng You got up, respectfully waved at Qing Song, and said, "Our Si Zuo has been looking for a refining treasure all these years, and we have gained some in recent years, but it is inconvenient to do it in person. It's only because it's in the Immortal Family Sect, so it's ......"
"So he Nan Tianhe wants to borrow the hand of this seat to help him get the treasure, are those minions under his command eat?" Qingsong said unhappily. As a powerful person in the virtual realm, he went to be a thug for others, and he felt that the other party was insulting him!
Feng You sneered and said, "Qingsong Shangxian, don't be angry, if you knew who our lord asked for, he wouldn't say so." β
"Oh, who is it?" asked Qingsong.
"A lot of money. β
"What did you say?!"
Qing Song was furious when he heard this, his face was extremely ugly, and he grabbed Feng You's collar and lifted it up.