Jia Jia ignored him, and just walked forward silently.

Very good, isn't this the result exactly what he wants to do? Zhong Bu returned to his heart, but he didn't seem to be as happy as he imagined, but there was an inexplicable reaction.

Gu Lang said in his heart, he was very dissatisfied with how he suddenly felt this way, how, how could he have such a feeling.

A person stood stupidly and thought about it for a long time, and I don't know how long it took, and finally stomped his foot and said, "Forget it!"

Seeing Zhong Bugui chasing after him, I have to say that Jia Jia was a little surprised in her heart. Originally, she was just thinking of returning with a stirring heart, and many people were in front of her to attract the attention of the barbarian people, and she might not be confronted by the barbarian people.

It is also reasonable for Zhong Bugui to refuse, he is not a headless hairy boy like the original trace, and the possibility of being provoked in the meeting is less than one percent. It's just that I clearly saw through her cleverness, but I still chased after her.

"For what?" without the scruples in her heart, Jia Jia didn't talk nonsense, and spoke bluntly.

"I'll go with you. It can be regarded as a contribution to saving Gu Lang!" Zhong Bugui smiled a little helplessly, "I really didn't expect that a person who was originally equivalent to me would actually have such a thing? It turns out that even the future ruler of the internal determination is not 100% sure that he will be able to avoid this difficulty." Just think of it as being a fool for me Zhong Bugui and saving Gu Lang once. It's just," Zhong Bugui looked at Jia Jia and smiled, and the peach blossom eyes did not have the original smile, but a serious face, which was a little less frivolous on weekdays. A little more majesty. But I saw Zhong walking home. "It's just that you must promise me Zhong Bugui, one day, Gu Lang will come out of the Nine Netherworld Prison, and he will definitely fight with me Zhong Bugui and divide the winner. ”

For a moment, Jia Jia felt that the person in front of her seemed to have something similar to Gu Lang.

"Okay" blurted out in agreement, and Jia Jia suddenly pursed her lips and smiled. "I'll promise you for Gu Lang. If he doesn't want to fight you after he comes out of the Nine Nether Prisons, then I will fight you myself. ”

"You?" Zhong Bugui heard this, but seemed to have heard something funny, and suddenly laughed, "Even you dare to fight me?"

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi. Jia Jia pouted disdainfully, "How do you know that I will not be able to compare to you in the future." Don't talk too much!"

"Hahaha!" Zhong Bugui laughed exaggeratedly, and touched his tears exaggeratedly while laughing. "I'm laughing to death, hahaha, okay, I'm just waiting for you to defeat me!" Zhong Bugui said, patting Jia Jia on the shoulder seriously: "So, future genius, you have to work hard!"

Jia Jia didn't say much to him, but Zhong Bugui was willing to agree, which was beyond Jia Jia's expectations, thinking of this, he still made a cautious salute to Zhong Bugui, and said seriously: "Zhong Zhenren is very gracious, Jia Jia has thanked you again." ”

Jia Jia smiled bitterly, when Gu Lang was really in such a situation, some of the original Kunlun colleagues not only did not save them when they saw death, but turned against each other, and this Zhong Bugui, who is usually very shameful, Zhong Bugui, who is known as a stallion man in her heart, competed with Gu Lang for the first number of young people for decades, and actually gave Zhong Bugui a hand at this time.

It's really ironic, in deep danger, the former opponent came to the rescue, if Gu Lang knew, maybe what he would think in his heart!

But said that Jia Jia took Zhong Bugui all the way to the ancient city of Mo, along the way, looking at Jia Jia's solemn expression, although Zhong Bugui didn't ask much, but his face showed his doubts, but, let him show it so obviously, Jia Jia was stunned and pretended to be stupid, but he didn't see it.

Until he entered the ancient city of Mo and walked towards another road, Zhong Bugui was not a road idiot like Jia Jia who had black eyes and couldn't tell the direction, looking at this road, he soon realized: "Are you going to the realm of the dark water?"

"That's right!" Jia Jia's eyes pierced without blinking, and her feet did not stop, "This is the purpose of my trip." I want to steal something from the barbarians, so I need your help. ”

Zhong Bugui was stunned for a long time, and then looked at Jia Jia suspiciously, "You shouldn't want me to lure the barbarians away for you, and then steal that kind of thing yourself!"

"Yes, Zhong Zhenren is really smart. Jia Jia looked sincerely admired, but Zhong Bugui jumped up excitedly, pointed at Jia Jia and said angrily, "You, you are using me as cannon fodder!"

Jia Jia thought about it. Jia Jia sipped her chun, with a look of embarrassment, "If you can ask others for help, how can Jia Jia open her mouth to Zhong Zhenren?" It's just that the barbarian people are born with divine power, and when the idle foundation cultivators come, how long can they be lured away? Think about it, only a master like Zhong Zhenren, who holds the Wuji Sword in his hand and is much stronger than the monks of the same generation, can smoothly lead them away, so that it is convenient for Jia Jia to act." ”

"You are dreaming!" This was Zhong Bugui's first reaction, and Jia Jia didn't speak, just looked at him silently. After watching for a long time, Zhong Bugui, who was originally extremely angry, finally quieted down slowly, and after the two stalemate for a long time, Zhong Bugui finally spoke in a weak voice: "Okay, tell me how long you will have to go?"

"Not much, two hours is enough. Jia Jia said, "At that time, please also ask Zhong Zhenren to hold on." ”

Jia Jia said, turned around and ran, but without saying a word, he went to the barbarian holy land.

"Don't say a word when you go!" Zhong Bugui scolded secretly, but suddenly, he bent the thumb and index finger of his right hand into a circle and put them to his mouth, and a clear whistle sounded, with a strong spiritual power.

A sound sounded, and there was no movement around, Zhong Bugui had to start again for the second time, and it seemed that there was still no movement, so the third sound......

In this way, until the seventh sound sounded, looking at the darkness where no one could be seen, suddenly a black oppressive human head suddenly appeared one after another, Zhong Bugui turned around and ran.

The white clothes stood out in the darkness.

Zhong Bugui ran wildly, looking back proudly between the frantic races, looking at the huge number of barbarians who could drown themselves with a mouthful of spit, and the barbarian words that shocked his eardrums, Zhong Bugui only had one feeling: It's really special that Senior Gu Lang's brothers and sisters are not good things, how could I agree on impulse!

Not to mention Zhong Bugui, who was chased by the barbarians here, and fled frantically, Jia Jia cautiously hid into the barbarian holy land, looking at the white round stone disk on top of a pitch-black stone.

Jia Jia stepped forward and reached out to pick up the sacred stone that the barbarians worshipped. The top went around one after the other.

"That's it. The machine spirit's voice suddenly became excited, "Quick, pick it up." ”

"Sure enough, it's like a lollipop!" Jia Jia stared at the divine stone for a long time, and then said, "I felt like a lollipop when I heard your description before. ”

As he spoke, Jia Jia did not immediately reach out to take the divine stone, but took out a white round stone, and actually carved it one by one according to the divine stone.

"What are you doing?" the machine spirit couldn't help but urge when he saw that Jia Jia hadn't made a move, "Don't do it yet." ”

"And wait. Jia Jia didn't do what it said immediately, but kept his subordinates, but in half an hour, it was carved to have a nine-point resemblance to this divine stone.

After exchanging this and that that in his hand, Jia Jia put the divine stone into the storage bag.

"Don't put it in a storage bag, put it in the space. The machine spirit seemed to be a little dissatisfied, "The original masters of the space are all like this. If you put it in a storage bag, if a high-ranking monk finds out, you can forcibly erase the divine consciousness from your storage bag and take it for yourself. How can you be at peace in this space?"

Jia Jia trembled and said slowly: "I once competed with others in front of the world's heroes for the spirit of the mansion left by my ancestor in Kunlun Song Yuanshan. ”

"Huh?" The machine spirit wondered why Jia Jia suddenly said this.

"Nafu Ling does not agree with me as the master, but has another nun in mind. Jia Jia said, but suddenly, her smile was as fresh as ever, but there was a little more weird smell out of thin air, "Guess what's going on?"

Bai Yu's face loomed in the dim light, so strange and contradictory, even this machine spirit that had existed for hundreds of thousands of years was a little uncertain, and opened his mouth: "Later, what happened later?"

Such uncertain and unconfident words made the machine spirit feel a little annoyed for a moment: she had survived for hundreds of thousands of years, and she was just one of the many monks he had seen with spatial spiritual roots, how could she be afraid of her.

"Speak quickly!" he shouted confidently, and at the same time amplified his voice, as if this way he could prove that he had survived for hundreds of thousands of years, and this one in front of him was just a large space inheritor.

"I forced him out. Jia Jia said with a cold face, her voice was quiet and peaceful, but it suddenly made the machine spirit feel a sense of fear, "Now, I am not only the inheritor of the Immortal Mansion, but also the spirit of the Immortal Mansion. And he, even if I live long, is now only stored in a pair of ordinary magic weapon bracelets. ”

"You ......" the machine spirit was a little annoyed.

"I think you'll see him someday. Jia Jia said.

"What do you mean?" asked the machine spirit angrily.

"Don't yell at me like that. Jia Jia had a faint expression, "Since I am the inheritor of the space, that is the master of this space, and you are the spirit of the house, I am not used to enslaving others, looking down on others and drinking others." So," Jia Jia paused and said, "I want you to face up to the master of my space, and don't treat me as a puppet and dictate." (To be continued.) )