At this time, someone in the ghost market has already left.

Yi Xiaobai carried the sword box on his back, and saw some people pinching off the signs, like a little starlight disappearing into the street. Calculating the time, it was estimated that there was less than half an hour left, and he wanted to see what was sold in the other empty shops?

Only this shop has more people, and only one or two people are left in the other shops. He finally squeezed in, and saw a person holding a box and shouting: "The old rule, ten spirit stones for one." ”

One person took out a bag of spirit stones and threw it to the man: "Give me three!"

"Give me one!" "Give me five!" "Give me one!!"

Yi Xiaobai saw that almost everyone around him wanted one, and began to inquire curiously. It didn't take long for him to take out twenty spirit stones and hand them to the man: "Give me two!

The man just wanted to give one casually, but when he heard his words, he withdrew his hand and smiled: "Fellow Daoist, please do it, I just make a difference, and I don't know if the things are good or bad." ”

Yi Xiaobai ignored his words, squeezed forward, his sword box slid down, blocking the way of several Taoist friends, he apologized slightly, leaned over and began to pick out the box.

All the boxes are the same, there is no trace of change, but the items in the boxes are completely different, some are worth hundreds of spirit stones, and some are not worth one, it all depends on luck. Expensive items Yi Xiaobai couldn't afford the spirit stones in his pocket, and he didn't lack the items he could buy.

After choosing left and right for a long time, the Taoist friends around him were urging him, and he only hit two of them, holding the box and squeezing it out again. The shop was still very lively, and those who bought the boxes went out to the street, pinched off the signs, and even the people and things disappeared.

Yi Xiaobai counted that there was still some time, and went to other shops to take a look. After walking through a few shops, there was only one shop and two people left, who seemed to be trading something, and when they saw Yi Xiaobai approaching, they walked out, changed the empty shop, and still whispered.

In his opinion, the two of them behaved very strangely. But he was not a nosyman, and just as he was about to break the sign, the two men suddenly walked up to him and snatched the sign from his hand.

Yi Xiaobai was holding two boxes and carrying a sword on his back, but he couldn't catch up with them, so he could only shout behind him: "Hey, hey...... Robbery, someone robbery!"

His voice was very loud, and all the Taoist friends who stayed in the ghost market came out, but none of them helped Yi Xiaobai snatch the brand back.

"Didn't you say you can't grab items in a ghost market?"

"Who says no? As long as you dare to rob it, you are not afraid of death, you can grab any item. ”

"Then the ghost market doesn't care?"

"Anyway, why don't you care? It's still time to protect it, naturally someone will help him get it back, but after three hours, it's up to him. ”

"It's almost time, let's go first, don't get into trouble......"

Yi Xiaobai walked a few steps and chased a few steps, but he couldn't catch up with them at all. Seeing the Daoists behind him disappear one by one, he was completely panicked.

The man stopped not far in front, as if he could see the face under Yi Rong laughing at him, and with a slight pinch of his hand, the person who snatched his bamboo card disappeared into the street.

He was about to shout when he saw some men in black armor and iron masks appear.

"Was your belongings robbed?"

Yi Xiaobai held the box and pointed to the front and said, "Yes, my brand has been robbed!

Black Armor Man: "The entry order is not for you to buy or sell. As soon as the sound fell, they disappeared.

Yi Xiaobai's whole person panicked, can he grab this token casually? If he grabs it, he can enter and exit at any time? Now he has no time to think, there are fewer and fewer Taoist friends in the ghost city, which means that his tokens are getting fewer and fewer.

He didn't hesitate to open two boxes, one of which was a black cloth bag, and when he opened the cloth bag, it was pitch black in front of him, and even the sky in the ghost market became pitch black.

Fumbling to open the second box, it was a coincidence, a light came into his eyes, and he could clearly see the people in the ghost market and the ghost market shops.

Some Taoist friends saw the sudden change in the sky, and did not hesitate to cut off the token in their hands.

One, two, three......

The figures of those fellow Daoists gradually disappeared, and he set his sights on a target. Running into the shop as fast as he could, the box seller was still packing up the box, and felt a figure suddenly pressed down, he retreated, and Yi Xiaobai pounced.

"Want to snatch Lao Tzu's token? You're too tender!"

Yi Xiaobai turned to several other Taoist friends, but they all failed. At the moment when he was about to pounce, he quickly cut off the token and disappeared.

Three hours have come.

The sky in the ghost market was already dark, and it was even darker at this time, Yi Xiaobai could see the appearance of the person who collected the box, and could feel that the cultivation in his body was slowly increasing, and he practiced qi on the first and second floors...... Up to the eighth floor.

The man smiled coldly: "The fourth layer of Qi training, I will leave first, and I advise Your Excellency not to rob it." ”

Pinched off the token, and the man disappeared in front of Yi Xiaobai, as if he felt that he had lost another token. He exuded his spiritual power and found that there were still a few Daoists staying in the ghost market.

His eyes were so sharp that others couldn't see him, but he could see others clearly. As soon as he arrived at the side of those fellow Daoists, he heard one of them laugh and said, "The fourth layer of Qi training?

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

"It's also commendable, the ghost market hasn't practiced the fourth-layer little doll left for a long time!"

When he arrived, the cultivation of the three of them had already reached several levels, and just now they deliberately suppressed the cultivation so that Yi Xiaobai could still feel their existence.

As soon as Yi Xiaobai wanted to apologize and say that he was disturbed, he immediately felt that there were people with higher cultivation in the sky above the ghost market, and even the three people in front of him were slightly moved.

He said, "Let's go!"

One of them reminded: "Little doll, let's go first, you can do it yourself!"

Yi Xiaobai's eyes suddenly lit up, the sky was covered with black, and it had been cleaned up at the moment, and he hid in the empty shop and didn't dare to go out.

He saw a person, dressed in black with gold rim, and the robe seemed to be hollowed out, flashing before his eyes. Straight to the ghost market shop at the end of the street, the rest of the shops have people walking in to take the rest of the items away.

Yi Xiaobai wanted to hide and had nowhere to hide, sneakily wanted to leave, but was lifted from behind by a person, and said with a smile: "Heh, the fourth layer of qi training......"

"I found the spirit sword from the old master, no wonder I dared to stay so boldly. ”

"It's just a fourth-layer Qi training!"

He let them taunt him, he didn't dare to say a word, the bitterness in his heart was only known to him, even if he was given a thousand spirit stones, he didn't dare to stay here. He could feel that these people's cultivation had surpassed him too much, and as long as they squeezed their hands lightly, he could go to see Grandpa Tai.

One person teased: "What should I do? I just came back from there, and I can do it to a little doll!"

A graceful woman, holding a peachwood folding fan in her hand and a black and purple tight long skirt, walked past him and said disdainfully: "It's time to practice your technique of splitting corpses, and every time you splash blood on my clothes." ”

The man: "Okay then, just try him?"

Another woman, holding a long sword in her hand, tied up her ponytail, and wearing a black night suit, said disgustedly: "Don't dirty the land of the ghost market, take it farther away......"

The man threw Yi Xiaobai out, there were a few people behind him, caught him, and he followed the two women into the ghost market shop. Yi Xiaobai thought he could escape, but he was dragged out of the streets of the ghost city by those people.

"That's it!"

Seeing that several people around him nodded, he kicked Yi Xiaobai to the ground, stepped on his back, cut off his white cloth, and the sword box slipped down.

One picked it up: "This sword box?"

Just as the man wanted to kill Yi Xiaobai, another person said: "The old master's sword box? What is the relationship between him and the old master? How can there be an old master's sword box?"

"And you can't kill it!"

When Yi Xiaobai heard this, he thanked the shopkeeper of the ghost market shop thousands of times. Still didn't dare to speak out, and let them decide their own life and death. He could hear the voices of those people, and told the three people who had just left about the sword box.

Because in just one breath, the three of them appeared in front of Yi Xiaobai.

The woman in the long skirt, as soon as the folding fan in her hand was raised, Yi Xiaobai was suspended in the air by her, and said, "Have you seen the old master?"

"I don't know who the old master is. ”

As soon as the woman turned the fan, a bloody mark appeared on his face: "I don't know, I don't know why you have a sword case?"

Yi Xiaobai complained bitterly in his heart, could it be that if they cultivated to a high level, they could bully people by the way? But he still didn't dare to speak disrespectfully, and explained: "I'll go...... Gift to ......" He suddenly felt a foreign object in his throat, and he could only say half a sentence.

The woman thought that he was deliberately trying to cut his throat, but she saw him raise his hand and point to his throat, indicating that he could not speak.

Seeing that he didn't look like he was pretending, the woman put down the folding fan, closed her eyes and pinched her hands, and raised her hand to point, Yi Xiaobai immediately spit out a bunch of white insects, all of which drilled into the dark.

The corners of the woman's mouth curled slightly: "It's really an old master!"

"Take it away!"

Yi Xiaobai was dragged into the streets of the ghost city by those people again. followed the woman and walked to the ghost market. The person that Yi Xiaobai saw in the empty shop was sitting in the middle of the ghost market shop at the moment.

The displays inside are all different, the items sold before have all turned into brocade boxes at this time, and Yi Xiaobai doesn't know what is inside.

He didn't dare to raise his eyes to see the man's appearance, and as soon as he entered the shop, he formed a kind of coercion on him, making him breathless, as if he could control the air he breathed.

The woman whispered a few words, the man supported his head with one hand, raised his hand slightly, and a black silk thread was embedded in Yi Xiaobai's brain.

Yi Xiaobai in his mind: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm a good person, I didn't mean to stay here, I was robbed of the token......"

The man smiled faintly, and in his black hair, two sharp horns faintly appeared: "It's him......"

In an instant, that person already knew all about Yi Xiaobai, starting from the Spirit Jade Source to the cultivation path of the fourth layer of Qi cultivation.

"Good luck with this little doll, keep it......"

In unison: "Yes!"

Yi Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, he seemed to have received an amnesty order at that moment just now.

He wouldn't dare to be so curious again.