Chapter 506: A Clever and Clever Prince

"I'm still too naΓ―ve!"

Zhang Bai couldn't help crying without tears, his face was pale, he suddenly raised his head, and in the depths of his eyes, a little triumphant flashed, and said: "I don't know, can you please explain to the system that asks for money, what does the so-called semi-inclusion mean? Could it be that it hasn't been included yet?

His eyes widened, his expression was extremely vivid, like an unlucky father who was kicked by his own bear child, and the grievance and incredibleness were vividly interpreted, and deep in his heart, he quietly praised his behavior: "Yes, yes, I finally caught a mistake in the system, see how you quibble this time?"

"Don't worry about this little thing!"

However, Zhang Bai Ren obviously underestimated the shamelessness of the system, he didn't need to quibble at all, just in the answer, a certain piece of information hanging in Zhang Bai Ren's vision "magically" disappeared, and he ...... directly Destroy the corpse.

"Hold on, hold on, the system is the boss, you can't say that the boss is not, the boss is always right, the boss will not make mistakes. Zhang Bai tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, but his face was bulging, and his heart and liver hurt: "However, I really can't help it." ”

I've seen shameless, but I've never seen the system so shameless, the system proves with practical actions, what is pure false accusation?

Semi-included, is there such a thing?

No, you don't even have proof, right?

You see, there really isn't!

However, Zhang Dagongzi, who has already seen the "true face" of the system, will not forget it like this, if you want to take advantage of him, there is no way!

Under the experience of the system, he Zhang Dagongzi has been reborn and has ...... Shameless!

Moreover, he has a back-up move!

I heard him take a deep breath, pointed to the last two pieces of information, and sneered: "The spirit of power? My Xiaochan is the embodiment of the spirit of power, and she is even more integrated with the spirit of the center that Yi has incarnated, in other words, the spirit of power and the spirit of the center are actually not owned by the system, you can also take them out?"

"I don't know, the host knows a word, the rights belong to Weili. ”

The system threw out a sentence lightly, and Zhang Bai was speechless.

Because, what the system says, it makes sense!

The power belongs to Wei Li, and he has clearly told him that whoever has a big fist can bully others.

Whether it is Xiaochan or Zhang Bairen, in front of the system, it is the existence with a relatively small fist and a relatively weak power, so he has to accept the exploitation of the system.

As for the spirit of strength and the spirit of the center, the system gives it to you is yours, and the system doesn't give it to you, hum, take out the vitality value......

Zhang Bairen finally knew why his Xiaochan fell back to the Immortal Venerable Realm, and to sum up, it was an unscrupulous system that sealed the power of Xiaochan girl!

His face was immediately turned the color of pig liver......

Fortunately, the system deeply harmonized the truth of giving a stick to a jujube, and comforted him: "In view of the host's diligence, in order to reward the host and promote harmony, the system has launched a discount module to the host, the discount module has been loaded, and some of the system exchange goods will be sold at a discount, please check the specific price." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Spirit of Power and the Spirit of the Hub, which were still marked with a Qi value of 100,000 yuan just now, fell straight down, and it became 50,000 Yuan Qi points.

But the point is that the price of the other two Eastern Pole God Generals has not changed at all......

Zhang Bairen even flipped through the system mall, and also found that the prices of other goods were ...... No change either!

In other words, the so-called discount module is just a fig leaf that the system takes out when it recognizes its mistakes and refuses to admit it.

All the mysteries are in that sentence of harmony wind, harmony is the greatest, long live harmony, for harmony, all grievances can be written off.

"That, also, really, to, thanks, thanks, system, system, you, la!" But it was impossible to convince someone, and someone said word by word, the steel teeth creaked and almost crushed.

"You're welcome!" replied one of the systems.

......

"Great city lord!" the great monk clasped his hands together and bowed.

"Master, you're here!"

The lips of the big city lord of the feather sky are slightly thin, half of the body is on the side, the body exudes a brilliant white light, the wings are brilliant, bright and brilliant, there is the sky as clear and bright, its majesty is like a god and a demon, and it cannot be looked at directly.

"The evil dragon's soul is difficult, and after working the master many times in the past few days, Yukong is deeply disturbed, so he wants to ask the master for a way to cure both the symptoms and the root cause. ”

The lord of the big city of Yukong looked calm, his tone was calm, and what he said in a few words was reasonable, and he couldn't see that he was domineering and alone, but he didn't let people serve tea.

As he spoke, the lights in the room seemed to flicker, shining out a piece of bright white light, like a knife, and faintly, there seemed to be a black shadow standing under the door beam, unmoving......

The monk seemed to be unconscious, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he was the same as the light, thought for a while, shook his head and said: "It is difficult to have a double law in the world, the evil dragon path is profound, and it is even more because of the obsession of the big city lord, the monk's mana is low, and he can't think of any way for a while." ”

"Even the Buddhists can't do it?"

The Great City Lord of the Feather Sky turned around abruptly, and only then did he see that the other half of his face was twisted into a pimple-like object, covered like fish scales, blue and black, exuding a ghostly aura, and against the backdrop, the eyes on that half of the face were also like ghost eyes, dark green and green, extremely terrifying.

If half of the Great City Lord of the Feather Sky is a god and demon, the other half of him is a demon, angry and resentful of the whole world.

Demigod and half-ghost, it turns out that the state of the Great City Lord of the Feather Sky is far more than just a matter of hitting evil spirits!

The temperature in the room suddenly cooled down, and a layer of frost gradually clinged to the monk's clothes.

The monk was not shocked or panicked, he flicked the frost on his sleeve, the frost fell to the ground, and the monk smiled: "The monk's ability is low, but my Buddha has great powers, and the big city lord wants to treat both the symptoms and the root causes, but it is actually very easy." ”

"Please also ask the master for advice!" The lord of the Great Castle of Yukong sat upright, hiding half of the ghost face like a shadow, and the temperature in the room returned to normal.

The monk deliberately stopped, and the lord of the big city of Yukong did not see any impatience, only slapped his hand, and a little maid trembled and served the tea, put it down gently, tiptoed back, and then walked to the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

This breath seemed to drain all the heat in her body, and a wisp of green qi stained her body, and in the blink of an eye, the little maid was frozen into ice, crystal clear, amber.

The monk didn't look at the little maid, he slowly picked up the teacup, put it in his nose and sniffed it gently, as if tasting the body fragrance on the little maid's body, and then smiled: "This method is actually very simple, as long as the lord of the big city depends on my Buddha!"

As he spoke, the monk suddenly lowered his head and tossed the cup in his hand, but as he turned, the cup also changed from greasy white to half black and half white, half condensed with frost, and half steaming with heat.

Cold and hot, distinct, as if there was an invisible boundary dividing them, separated into two different species, just like the Great City Lord of the Feather Sky.

The face of the Great City Lord of the Feather Sky became more and more cold, and the light in the room shook more and more coldly, and the monk stopped moving, suddenly closed his eyes, as if he had made a decision, and asked silently: "How about refuge, what if you don't?"

"If you take refuge, the big city lord is still the big city lord, and if you don't take refuge, the big city lord will fly away. The monk suddenly raised his head, and said simply and clearly, but also domineering and clear, his two eyes were pitch black and bright, like pearls hanging in the night sky, which could imprint people's hearts.

"Oh, there is still such a saying, it's just that I am not the lord of the big city, who will be the lord of the big city?"

The Great City Lord of the Feather Sky was not angry, he laughed loudly, and the laughter did not stop, but he leaned forward and leaned back with a straight laugh, and it took a long time to stop, raised the tea cup on the table, and sneered: "Master, you are joking with me!"

Before the words fell, he had already thrown the tea cup in his hand to the ground, and with a bang, it was shattered.

"Kill!"

In an instant, the cold light in the room was great, if the stars were flying, the silver stream was surging, shaking people's eyes painfully, in the realm of monks, they were also stimulated to close their eyelids, and when they opened their eyes, there were more than a dozen sharp knives and axes on their necks, each of which was brilliant and extraordinary.

Around him, it has turned into a vast starry sky, and nearly 100 black-armored armor soldiers have turned into 100,000 zhang high gods and people, forming a military formation, mighty, turbulent and brilliant.

The leader is the black armor army's feathers.

Behind the gods, a high platform hundreds of thousands of zhang high stood out of thin air, half of the feather sky city lord was brilliant, half of the ghost was gloomy, spread his black and white wings, stood on it, and looked down coldly.

"The monk doesn't joke, and the big city lord doesn't joke either!" The knife and axe were on his body, and the monk was still calm, grinning with white teeth,

"What about joking, what about not joking? Monk Jieri, you don't have to play ghost with pretending to be a god, this seat has already found out that when the old ghost in Shangtan appeared, you happened to arrive in Feiyu City. You say, it's a coincidence?"

The Great City Lord of Yukong sneered again, and right behind him, the eldest prince of Yutuo suddenly walked over, his face was still a little swollen, and he sandwiched a pair of eyes to the size of a mung bean, which revealed the color.

"Good, good, it turned out that the eldest prince harmed me, and the monk said that the big city lord suddenly turned his face? When the monk calls the Buddha the ancestor, he can also make you a bodhisattva. It's a pity that the eldest prince made a mistake for himself!"

The monk shook his head again and again, sighing, the first half of the words was quite listening, but the second half of the words reversed the breath of the eldest son of Yu Tuo, and his face was almost torn apart, and he immediately scolded: "You are a monk who has suffered from the plague, I know that you are uneasy and kind, Uncle Yu Tuo is talented, but you treat me as a little novice, a bastard." ”

After scolding, the eldest prince Yu Tuo was still angry, and asked for help: "Please father's permission, the child will slash this thief." ”

The lord of the big city of Yukong was about to agree, so he heard the monk laugh and said: "Second son, someone wants to kill the monk, if you don't make a move, the monk will become a dead monk." ”