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Zijiang gritted his teeth secretly, this greedy guy! After all, he has some identity, and he has to get by with some face, so in desperation, Zijiang tilted his head slightly, as if he had just discovered Fei Yang, and said softly.

"This little ghost... Of course, I also hope that Deacon Ling can take care of it..."

Another cloth bag was thrown away, but this one was significantly smaller than the previous two.

Out of habit, Deacon Ling still checked the cloth bag and shook his head slightly:

"I'm sorry, Portal 156 is full. But there seems to be a lot left in Portal 36, otherwise... In fact, Portal No. 36 is barely okay, and it is better to enter it than to enter the top 10 portals with no death..."

If you want to enter the best soul juice harvesting field, you must pass through the portal teleportation, and the higher the number of the portal, the higher the difficulty and danger of the relative test. This No. 36 portal is also considered to be a famous murderer, I don't know how many ghosts have been buried in it, even if Deacon Ling is shameless enough, he is still a little weak when he says this.

It was at this time that a startling scene occurred. A figure suddenly rushed up a few steps, and knelt down in front of Deacon Ling with a "poof", his hands raised high, but there were dozens of crystal white crow coins in the open palms. Raised his head and shouted:

"Please, sir... I beg my lord, don't let our brothers be separated, okay? I and this Fei Yang brother are both sound controllers, since we met at this difficult time, we have tasted wine and talked about music, mentioned each other, inspired each other, sympathized with each other, and enjoyed each other, we are not brothers, but we are better than flesh and blood! Even if we want to die, we also hope to die together...

Boy, I am willing to present this only thirty crow coins to my lord as a token of my gratitude, and I hope that my lord can sympathize with and pity our brother's brotherhood and give me accommodation! If there is an afterlife, boy, I will definitely tie the grass ring and powder my body in return..."

Gong Yuexuan's eyes were red with blood and tears, and his kneeling soul body trembled, looking extremely sad. Countless eyes converged, all moved.

Deacon Ling looked at Gong Yuexuan blankly, and a human spirit like him vaguely seemed to see some clues. Shaking his head, he didn't bother to say anything, and casually took the white crow coin in Gong Yuexuan's palm, and then smiled meaningfully:

"Hehe, I'm really touched by your brotherly affection. Okay, as you wish".

How could Gong Yuexuan not hear the meaning of Deacon Ling's words? But he stood up unmoved, patted the dust on his body, held his head high with his hands held high, and his bearing was extraordinary, and he no longer reverted to his previous groveling attitude.

A bewitching smile appeared on Gong Yuexuan's face, and he looked sideways at Fei Yang and said softly:

"Brother Fei Yang, now you understand, right? Good steel has to be used on the blade, and money has to be spent at critical moments. But then again, your money is all over the place, and the only use of my money is to buy your life, it's hard to say who is stupid and who is shrewd, hehe..."

In Gong Yuexuan's gloomy, murderous laughter, what else did Fei Yang not understand? The paralyzed gelding will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal, and Lao Tzu was still put on a stand by him after all!

Knowing that he was not lucky, Fei Yang simply laughed and didn't laugh haha, anyway, the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and he won't lose if he loses. His gaze shifted, slowly moving up and down the curves of Rocky's graceful figure on the side.

"Hehe, turning your money into mine is truly heart-wrenching. If you turn your woman into my woman again... Young Master Gong, do you have a grudge against money and women, and you want to give it to me in such a different way? I feel a little embarrassed. You have to think about it, it's very risky to invite me to go with you, I don't have any other skills, I'm definitely a veteran in seducing women, this kind of opportunity..."

Gong Yuexuan and Luo Qi both changed their faces. The former sneered secretly with a fierce look in his eyes, hmph, let you be rampant for a while, as soon as you get inside, I will be very happy to chop you in pieces!

At this moment, the closed door of the temple rumbled and opened, and a very ordinary skeleton that looked covered in ashes walked in slowly.

"Your Excellency..."

Several skeleton guards bowed their heads in front of the door and saluted respectfully, and two deacons in green shirts hurriedly stepped forward, one holding a snow-white cloth towel, and the other holding a golden robe.

The gray skeleton first took the golden robe in the hands of the deacon in the green shirt and draped it very casually. Not to mention, people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, this skeleton immediately looks new when it wears a golden shirt, and the whole person looks graceful and luxurious, very magnificent. He took the cloth towel and carefully wiped the skull, and then he had time to look up.

The golden-shirted skeleton seemed to be looking for something in the huge, crowded hall, and suddenly his dark eye hole changed, and his gaze was fixed on a certain corner of the hall. He grinned and walked over slowly.

"Hall Master..."Deacon Ling hurriedly bent down to the side.

"Hello Zong Lan Hall Master..."

Zijiang was at a loss for a moment, and had a feeling of flattery. This golden-shirted skeleton is a pivotal figure in real power, even in the side hall of the Hades Temple, he has a certain right to speak, plus his position as the master of the teleportation hall of the best soul juice harvesting field, he is even more of a big man. Such a big man actually walked in his direction?

The hall master of Zong Lan looked at Zijiang and waved his hand casually.

"Hehe, I was surprised. I remember the last time I saw Zijiang, you were still in the middle stage of the two levels of yin and yin qi, and it was only a few years that you had already broken through to the third level..."

Zijiang suppressed his excitement, bowed his head and said respectfully:

"It's just a fluke. After all, the cultivation method is relatively low-end, and no matter how diligent you are, you won't make much progress! I still have to congratulate the Sect Lan Hall Master, who has broken through to the fifth level of Yin and Yin Qi, and maybe it won't be long before he can reshape his physical body and return to the Yang Realm..."

"Reshape your body and return to the yang world? hehe, how easy is it to say..."

The hall master of Zonglan waved his hand again.

"Zijiang, what surprised me about you is not only reflected in the cultivation path, but this time you have found a good seedling for the side hall of the Hades Temple, for our soul juice harvesting field!