No profit can not afford to be early.

There will be no pie in the sky.

A great good thing will not be so easily buckled on the head.

The Faceling, who is not related to it, has nothing to do with it, and it cannot be a courier who delivers great treasures.

As I said, with such benefits, you can't be blessed if you don't do something.

Jing Meng smiled on his face, and his head was still a little intoxicated with the treasure that the seven-tailed fish had shouldered just now, and he glared at the faceless man eagerly.

"Hehe~"

He laughed.

"Hehe..."

It seems that he is addicted to laughter, and he can't stop it.

Helpless, Jing Meng could only calmly wait for him to finish laughing.

After a long time, the Faceling's laughter stopped, and his face turned back to himself, saying, "You're smart, you.... I like it a little bit. ”

But listening to Jing Meng's complexion, it is indeed not very good-looking.

A hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and he whispered, "What words.... You'd better not talk about, just get to the point, I still have something to do. ”

Of course, Jing Meng is a big deal.

I have to ask Master Mingyue for the Tao first.

The Faceless let out an 'oh' and said, "Today, your master doesn't have to think about it, he is not available today, maybe he can come in three days." ”

Suddenly, Jing Meng's face was shocked.

What scared him was not that the Faceling knew Master Mingyue's whereabouts, but from his tone, it seemed that he knew who his mentor Mingyue Immortal was?

Hurriedly asked in a loud voice, "May I ask who my master is," and bowed down very respectfully.

Master.

He led himself into the Tao, but he really didn't even know his real name, what a pity, and he naturally wanted to find out when he had the opportunity at this moment.

Suddenly, however, the Facelings fell silent.

That face is still watching from the sky, but you are talking.

Jing Meng glared at him, and he didn't say a word.

In an instant, he understood, snorted in his mouth, and scolded in a low voice: "Old fritters, do you like to talk about it or not." ”

"Hey~!"

Hearing this, the faceling came to life, he didn't look angry, he smiled and said, "Kou Qi, it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that since the old man is trying to hide it, he naturally doesn't want you to know his true face, so why do you want to make him angry." ”

"Heh~"

Jing Meng sneered, the corners of his mouth raised, and muttered in a low voice: "If you don't know, you don't know, why are you still pretending to be a big-tailed wolf and saying these false truths." ”

Although Jing Meng was strong in his mouth, he somewhat believed the Faceling's words in his heart.

Suddenly, his brain was stunned, his face stiffened, and he suddenly raised it in an instant, and said loudly: "Old fritters, what did you call me just now, what are you coming from?"

The faceling was stunned for a moment, his voice was cold, and he said: "The red flower is all Kou, the thief of the thief, the thief of the sky, you Jingmeng Seventh, in the Red Flower Society, your name is Kou Seven, here, there is no name of Jingmeng from now on." ”

"Hehe~!"

In this regard, Jing Meng smiled, not very concerned, and repeatedly chanted the word "Kou Qi" in his mouth, and couldn't help laughing: "It seems to be not bad." ”

Enemy?

A thief of the sky?

Thinking of this, Jing Meng's expression turned cold again, his face was gloomy, and his eyes refocused on the faceling's body, and he invisibly seemed to feel that he was sneering, the kind of trick that succeeded.

"Hmph" and asked loudly: "Okay, after hearing so much about you, you should also tell me the price." ”

"Haha~~!"

The Facelings did laugh so loudly that the heavens and the earth trembled, and Jing Meng almost thought that this red flower world was about to collapse with his laughter.

Fortunately, the heartlessness of the faceless people has not yet reached the bottom of the heart.

Take a deep breath and stop laughing.

But the Faceling's madness was not light, and he roared loudly, "The price..... Price, Kou Qi, I want to kill the sky, at that time, you dare to kill with me. ”

I don't know why, Jing Meng has always wanted to taunt the Facelings, but this time it really didn't.

Subconsciously.

It seems to be instinctive.

Nodding.

Then he added, "I can..... Help you. ”

"Hehe~!"

Such a positive answer, but the faceling man did laugh when he heard it, the smile was a little cold, Jing Meng's heart was slightly hairy, he smiled and said: "Kou Qi, don't you understand, Honghua, the thief of the sky, are you helping me? You need your help, you are trying to survive for yourself, you better be a snack, as long as the sky finds out that you are a member of the red flower, then you will be miserable, you will feel the pleasure of drinking cold water and plugging your teeth, haha..."

The Facelings laughed loudly.

Jing Meng's face darkened when he listened.

Thief?

The safflower thief, who turned out to be a thief who was jealous of the sky, seemed to be very great, seemed to be very powerful, but why was the backbone a little numb.

Suddenly, the faceless man's hand moved, and a faint red light slowly drifted towards him in the air.

Jing Meng was suddenly overjoyed.

Without waiting for the red light to get close, he jumped up and grabbed it, and hurriedly asked with a smile and in a loud voice, "What is it? Is it for me? What is it a treasure?"

His eyes hurriedly looked at his hand, and it was indeed a red flower, and his face was immediately filled with a disgusted expression, and he said mockingly: "What, it's just a broken flower." ”

As he spoke, Jing Meng shook his hand again and again and wanted to shake off the flower, but it seemed to have taken root, it was actually sticky, and he panicked a little, and he raised his left hand and wanted to buckle it off, but his fingers could only touch it, and the flower was indeed gone.

Heart.

to the heart.

"Hehe~!"

At this time, the Faceling's laughter rang out, and he said, "This red flower is a token of our Red Flower Society, you can come here with this," the Faceling paused, and then said, "I think you have a brain, if you use the red flower in front of others, you just wait to be jealous of the sky,"

Jing Meng laughed dryly, pursed his lips, and said: "Okay, those good things can be given to me, then the exercises of "Ming Xiantian" seem to be good, you give me first, give me a set of clothes, give me a weapon, weigh ten catties of elixir, and a dozen secret talismans, um.... First..... Oh, and besides, I don't have a dime in my pocket, so of course you'll have to give me money to do something for you, so let's get ten million taels of gold first. ”

"Hehe~!"

Jingmeng Lion opened his mouth and smiled.

"Hehe~!"

The Faceling sneered, glared at Jing Meng, and said disdainfully, "It's just you..... , as long as you still want to do things for me, you are still tender, little one, those things come at a price, and you have to complete the task to get it. ”

"Huh~!"

Jing Meng's teeth were everything, and he knew that it would be like this, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, what about the mission?"

The Faceling's head was raised, and he said with a deep half-sound, "Yingyue Bay, I need you to bring me the teeth of the blood wolf and reward ......" The Faceling thought for a while before saying, "More than ten red flowers." ”

Jing Meng didn't know whether there were more than ten safflowers or less.

Hearing the sound, his eyes hurriedly looked at the "Ming Innate" Gong of the Kaiyang Xingwu Qu Palace, and what he saw was a one, and he was immediately overjoyed.

Jing Meng was about to count it, and it was indeed a whirlwind.

Small river water.

Trickle quietly.

The night was dark.

The insects chirp quietly.

It's so quiet, Jing Meng stared at the silence of the Black Desolate Mountain Range, and couldn't help muttering: "Why don't you roar anymore, are you sleepy?"

"Whew~!"

While thinking about it, a wolf howl suddenly sounded in his ears, and the frightened Jing Meng jumped high, and when he landed, he took more than two steps back.

"Woo~!"

In an instant, the originally quiet Black Desolate Mountain Range was once again howling ghosts and wolves.

Jing Meng's face was a little pale, his eyes looked at the stream, looked at the bright moon in the stream, and sighed softly: "It seems that what he said is right, the master will not come." ”

Let's go... Let's go.

Jing Meng shuttled through the darkness and returned to the wilderness.

Why do you believe it?

At this moment, it may be difficult for even Jing Meng himself to understand why he believes the words of the Faceling, maybe it is because he is the same thief in the sky and the same thief in the trenches.

Jing Meng returned to Cangwuye, and saw that the lights in Zhuo Xiusha's room were indeed on.

I couldn't help but take a few steps towards her window.

When I was about to look inside, I was really hesitant, at night, what is the matter of a man lying on the wall of a girl?

No, gentleman.

But curiosity haunts me.

I thought to myself, what is she doing at such a late hour, can't she be ......

I listen to the small sound inside and it seems to be true.

Although he condemned in his heart, Jing Meng was really embarrassed to urge his eyes to look into the hole in the window, and saw that the beautiful person was still as beautiful as ever.

Oh.

It's not in the shower.

Yes!

Xiusha was sitting on a chair, holding two thin pieces of bamboo in her hands and weaving something, and her originally very white hands were wrapped in layers of cloth at the moment, among which Yin Yin's blood red was revealed.

This is naturally a bamboo stab.

What was she trying to do?

The pampered eldest princess doesn't do it, why do you want to do rough work?

"Whew~!"

Jing Meng sighed in his mouth, glad that he didn't see what he thought in his heart, as if he sighed a little bit because he didn't see what he thought in his heart.

Suddenly, Xiusha's voice sounded in my ears: "Master, don't worry about me, I can't sleep for a while, so I'll come to fiddle with this, and when I'm sleepy, I'll naturally go hungry." ”

It turned out that Xiusha saw the figure in front of the window, and thought it was Mu Ruorong, how could she have thought that it was Jing Meng... What.

How dare Jing Meng speak at this moment, pretending to be a sigh from the master, shaking his head and hurriedly walking away.

Night is morning.

Make up for it, tomorrow is a battle.