"Who but me can kindly remind you, that Hui'an?"

Helian Chacha!

This person was holding a pot of wine leaning on the railing and squinting at his every move, and from time to time he took a sip at the jade wine jug, and he didn't know how long he had been looking at him Mao Zhenhuang.

And looking at the half-hidden and half-open door behind him, you know that this person lives next door to him!

"No, I thought everyone here was drunk and I woke up alone, hehe~~"

That's the truth!

But Mao Zhenhuang was a little confused about what kind of routine this person was.

If it is a coincidence, it is a chance encounter, which is really too much.

Moreover, this person's identity is not ordinary, the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect is stationed here as a monk in rotation, and Shao Tiansi is the Dangmang Mountain that this person put into.

The demon girl in light clothes is full of lies, but just this sentence, it is estimated that there is nothing to do.

is also because Qingyi's sentence is credible, so he Mao Zhenhuang is very wary of this person.

"I used to think so myself, but one day a bald head suddenly came in here, tsk~~ What a strong cultivation! I was very excited, thinking that he would overturn a bamboo cane in this turbid land, but I didn't expect it......

A toast to you!"

Helian Chacha didn't finish speaking, but playfully picked up the wine glass and gestured to Mao Zhenhuang, and then took a sip.

Looking at his grinning expression, it seemed that this wine was even more refreshing and spicy than Shaotenji's ecstasy wine.

And Mao Zhenhuang shook his head disdainfully when he heard this person mention the word "bald head", this bald head here is far from the big and small bald head.

"Why, you also think that Hui'an is a mallet?"

Helian Chacha's eyes were very deep, and when he stared at Mao Zhenhuang, the fat man was a little like sitting on pins and needles, and he felt that there were countless sharp swords hidden in those dark and dark eyes.

Coupled with the cynical smile of the other party, Mao Zhenhuang is very uncomfortable!

"In addition to his Hui'an bald head here, do you see that there is a Jindan monk or above?

And you're the only foundation building monk like you!"

"Haha~~ You are in disguise, besides, Hui'an's bald head is a mallet. ”

Mao Zhenhuang looked at the other party's low laughter and looked coldly, what the other party said made some sense, but he didn't completely agree.

A young Tiansi who can't get on the table, in addition to Na Hui'an, there is no monk who can really get on the table.

I don't know if Hui'an really doesn't know that this place is a demon cave, or if he is a real fool, such a dignified cultivation has actually fallen to this.

It took eight hundred years for Huayang Tianzong to rise, and six hundred years for the rise of the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect, and he Mao Zhenhuang didn't believe that a sect with a history of 1,500 years was actually mixed up to the point that he didn't even have a sect station.

That only says one thing.

In the eyes of those powerful monks, the Young Heavenly Division is a fundamentally intolerable existence!

This also caused the characters who appeared in Shaotiansi to not have a cultivation above the golden pill at all.

And Hui An!

It's not that he's stupid, it's that he didn't even know that this place was a demon cave from the beginning to the end.

"You don't want to go?"

Mao Zhenhuang walked out of the attic, leaning on the railing like Helian Chacha and glancing down.

The courtyard was empty, and it was even more deserted.

Even the attic on the opposite side is lit up and there is no sound at all, which is almost like daytime.

"Shao Tiansi was put in by me, why do I want to leave?"

Helian Chacha seemed to have found a rare chatter, and poured him a sip of wine in reply, very freely.

Mao Zhenhuang turned his head and glared at him fiercely: "You know that this sect is not good!"

"Isn't it just to suck some fetal light and longevity! Where are there no dead people in these years, just a few days, isn't your Great Liang Kingdom wiped out by tens of thousands of Zhao States at the foot of this mountain, Shao Tiansi is more than a small thing. ”

"The people of the upper sect are so cold-blooded?"

Mao Zhenhuang looked at the other party's eyes with a hint of coldness, he felt that his blood was cold enough, but he didn't expect to see someone more than him today.

"Who can stop the immortal in this world, isn't it? And I, I am a minion of the Shangzong, I have no sentiment for the world at all, and this place is not a human land, they give me Xuanjing from the Shaotiansi, and I will let them in, those who come here to find the so-called treasure, the day they come in, they should have the consciousness of life and death.

Besides, they also enjoyed some earthly bliss before they died, which is simply the best of three things, if they meet two highly conscious people like you, they may be able to escape with their lives by stopping the car in time.

Do you still say I'm cold-blooded?"

"It seems to be very noble!"

After listening to the other party's words, Mao Zhenhuang let out a light voice when he looked at the other party.

This is a rotating rotation of the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect that has been stationed here for at least ten years.

Generally, newcomers don't have this kind of decadent mentality at all, and they don't dare to do such things.

It is light to say that he Helian Chacha is depressed, but it is better to say that he has given up hopes, dreams and enthusiasm.

This is a character who has been given up or even forgotten by the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect, and the other party is hindered by his own tasks, responsibilities or heavy responsibilities, as well as the prestige of the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect, and he does not dare to take a step out of the way.

There are only two consequences for him to not be able to step out, one is to stay here silently until he grows a flourish, just like he Mao Zhenhuang rotted in the northwest of Liang Kingdom, and the other is to go crazy before he dies.

This kind of person Mao Zhenhuang understands, because he is this kind of person.

But one thing that distinguishes Helian Chacha from him Mao Zhenhuang is that he didn't choose either path.

He chose a different path!

Since he couldn't step out, he chose to let someone else step in.

Shaotenji is what he chose to step into.

Helian Chacha had a kind of self-confidence that he didn't even know, that is, the confidence that he could control everything that came in here.

This is also the reason why Mao Zhenhuang feels uncomfortable when the other party talks to him.

Helian Chacha was even so confident that even if there was an accident like Mao Zhenhuang, he could control his life and death, or if it happened to him, he didn't care very much.

But Mao Zhenhuang didn't know what the other party's confidence was from beginning to end.

But he knew at least a little.

The other party is breaking the game!

Break the crooked situation he's tired of here.

"Is it that the moment I stepped out of the door, I had already replaced Hui An as your pawn? And you didn't deliberately wait for me at this railing, but I just came out first. ”

Mao Zhenhuang, who had figured everything out, felt beaten when he looked at Helian Chacha's handsome face.

"Cheers to your cleverness!"

Helian Chacha tilted his head and looked at Mao Zhenhuang very appreciatively, and after holding up the wine, he drank it all.

"Huh!"

Mao Zhenhuang didn't chuckle this time, but sneered.

A smile that is colder than the wind in August!

"It's right to be murderous, but don't be against someone you shouldn't. ”

Helian Chacha looked at Mao Zhenhuang on his gloomy face, and reminded him very "kindly".

"You're saying I can't kill you?"

"What do you say?"

Helian Chacha didn't even raise his head, to be more precise, he didn't pay any attention to the angry Mao Zhenhuang at all, but just tasted his own wine, as if the jade pot was filled with immortal wine.

"It seems that to be a chess piece, you have to have the consciousness of being a chess piece, right?"

Mao Zhenhuang, who was murderous, looked at the other party's fearless demeanor, and breathed three sighs of relief in succession before suppressing his irrationality, and raised his head and said to him with a fat face.

"I like to talk to smart people, of course, the chess pieces are not done in vain, you can also ask some questions that the chess pieces should ask, half a pillar of incense time!"

The jade jug was not large, probably drunk dry by him, Helian Chacha lifted the lid and glanced inside, as if slightly disappointed with the empty flask, and threw the flask into the half-hidden door with a raised hand.

"If I were your pawn, wouldn't I have died?"

Mao Zhenhuang took the opportunity to glance into the room.

A naked woman stood trembling at the table with a look of fear on her face, and her smooth forehead was covered with a deep purple charm.

Seeing the dark purple charm on the woman's head, Mao Zhenhuang's eyes narrowed slightly.

The world's charms are all from Huayang Tianzong, according to its system divided into gold, silver, purple, blue, yellow five colors, gold is the strongest, yellow is the weakest.

A young celestial celestial celebrity's red qi actually suppressed it with a dark purple talisman, which was simply extravagant!

This kind of high-level talisman only existed in his ears, and he had never even seen it, but he had one in blue.

And this seems to confirm one of his conjectures!

"That's not a good question, but since you asked me why Helian wants to reply to you, how do you say I want to reply to you?"

Helian Chacha didn't expect Mao Zhenhuang to ask such a question, and he stood by the railing and thought for a long time and didn't know how to reply.

"If you don't want to go back, you won't go back, at least I won't die in my sleep. ”

After listening to Mao Zhenhuang's words, Helian Chacha nodded very much and said, "Yes, yes, yes!" But this question can not be counted, and then ask. ”

Mao Zhenhuang pointed at the room with one hand and said, "Is that purple talisman a god-binding spell?"

"How do you have that kind of knowledge?"

Helian Chacha glanced back, then turned his head to look at Mao Zhen Huang and said, he didn't expect that the other party, a small character of the Sevenfold Life Pass, would actually be able to recognize the purple talisman of Huayang Tianzong.

"That's it! Give me a bottle of antidote to the fragrance of the world and such a god-binding spell, and tell me where the eye of the soul of this heavenly palace magic weapon is, and I will give you Helian Chacha this chess piece. ”

After Mao Zhenhuang got the other party's confirmation, his originally calm heart instantly jumped wildly.

What is Huayang Tianzong's Divine Binding Spell for?

It is used to restrain the spirit of righteousness!

But that was the method used by the disciples of Huayang Heavenly Sect to use this talisman, and if it was changed to another sect, this talisman would become the use of suppressing the spirit of the instrument and the heavenly treasure.

And a god-binding spell was actually nailed to the head of one of Shao Tiansi's red men, looking at the woman's trembling and uncontrollable body.

This sleek red man is not human at all!

It can be seen that light clothes are not people.

He Mao Zhenhuang guessed correctly, the entire Wuyue Loft is a magic weapon similar to the Guanlou Sect Zhenzong, which is why Shaotiansi does not have a station.

There is no need for a mountain gate station at all, where this building goes, there is Shaotiansi.

This was his early suspicion, but it was confirmed here in Helian Chacha.

And if he guessed correctly, these red men are the slaves of this Heavenly Palace magic weapon!

It was not said that the fairy-looking red man here had been enslaved for fifteen hundred years, and he felt a little disgusted when he thought about the light clothes that had been swaying up and down on him last night.

And the tool slaves who are at least cultivated in the foundation building period like light clothes are even more complicated in this heavenly palace, and the means of storing the light and longevity of this heavenly palace magic weapon are added.......

Helian Chacha was asking him to poke the hornet's nest!

And he had to poke it.

Mao Zhenhuang believes that as long as he dares to pick a son, he may just take half a step out of Shaotiansi's door, and this fat body will be in a different place, not at the poisonous hands of a group of slaves in Shaotiansi, but under the flying sword of his Helian Chacha.