readx;“ Forgot to ask Brother Storm what he was doing with so many magic weapons?" Seeing that Fenglin was about to speak again, Luochen couldn't help asking. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "You don't know, the owner of the dark square on the bright side is Tianweaving, it is given to be responsible for controlling the operation of the dark workshop on weekdays, as well as the life and death of the monks in the workshop to seize the privileges, for a long time, it has created a changeable and greedy heart, just yesterday issued a tax announcement, the void land realm handed over a handful of law essence, the entity realm of five law essence, the illusion realm of ten law essence, violators of the order after the autumn execution. "Wind Storm preached with an ugly face. In this way, the people behind the dark workshop will not be able to escape the involvement, if there is no promise to it, Tianori will not dare to make trouble in the dark workshop. "Luochen has a little curiosity about the real owner of the dark workshop. Hearing this, a cold sweat fell, a rough big hand, and a soundproof cover suddenly appeared, and he said with a trembling voice: "Don't talk about it behind your back, in this dark room, the wind is its ears, the heaven and the earth are its eyes, and our every move is under its surveillance." "From the Dragon Emperor's nine sons of the eight sons gluttonous guarding the door, the dust can be seen that the dark fang is not simple, now hearing the wind as an ear, the words of heaven and earth eyes, and then think that he is from the mouth of the gluttonous into the dark fang, he suddenly realized: the master behind the dark workshop is the son of the Dragon Emperor! Only the dragon can make the ancient heaven-opening thing Tianzhi, who is in charge of the four saints and eight directions, willing to start. Before recalling, when he was shuttling through the space in the belly of the glutton, he saw the main hall, the nine strange beasts carved on the hall, one of them had a human hand, a big head and a big mouth, wasn't it the eight sons of gluttony? The other eight strange beasts can be juxtaposed with gluttony, I'm afraid ...... Luochen thought about it carefully, the answer was already clear in his heart, it involved the matter of the Dragon Emperor, he was naturally not good at interfering, not to mention that he was the reincarnation of the Great Emperor, even if he was the reincarnation of an immortal, now that the physical realm has changed, he went to call the ninth son of the Dragon Emperor, which is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg and using a mantis arm as a car. "Which side of the auction in the dark square belongs to?" Luo Chen did not believe that the auction was also covered by them. "Returned to the sky to weave the management of the organization. Wind Forest Storm thought that this answer would make Luochen stop, but he smiled incomprehensibly. "It's good if it's it, I can't ask for it!" "Little brother, I know you want to help me get justice, but do what you can, don't let the reckless courage get carried away." "The wind forest storm is afraid of falling dust, and he is young and vigorous, and he underestimates the horror of Tianori. "Brother Storm, what do you want......" Luochen asked as he looked at the wind storm speechlessly. "Aren't you going to rob the auction?" "Grab the auction?" Luo Chen was stunned, and suddenly scolded by the wild imagination of the wind forest, he just smiled, but did not speak. The wind and forest storm suddenly confused the second monk, looking at the posture of the falling dust, and couldn't help laughing at himself, the emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry. Because the auction will be held tomorrow, it is destined to be no harvest today, and the storm led the dust to walk around the dark workshop, although there were occasional novelties that could enter the eyes, but because of the shyness in the pocket, it stopped, which made the storm even more in his mind give birth to the idea that he would rob the auction. After walking around the dark workshop, the night has been hazy, the wind forest storm knows that the dark square has a curfew rules, in order to avoid conflict with the patrol monks in the workshop, the wind forest storm will take the dust back to the house, glanced at the simple conditions of the room, the dust is not particular, lying on the couch cross-legged, closed eyes to recuperate. Nothing was said all night. When the first rays of sunlight shine in the sky, ride the awakened leaves, breathe with them, and welcome the morning light. Today is different from the past, as an annual dark fang auction, attracting monks, demons, and aliens from all over the world. Walking on the way to the auction, three people in robes and hats attracted the attention of Luochen, as if they felt Luochen's gaze, and the three desolate breaths were like a mountain in the next second, suppressed in Luochen's heart, and the deterrence was self-evident. "The old monster of the Thorn Peak Realm!" Luochen gasped, hurriedly lowered his head, and the wind storm seemed to notice something at this time, and his face was also ugly: "Don't talk, let's take a detour." There was no imaginary bloody battle, the monk wearing a hat squinted at the two people who were walking in the dust, and the originally brilliant eyes hung down as if deflated, and the momentum of the whole body dispersed, turning into a plain ordinary person, so that the people around him suddenly felt light, and the mountain that pressed on the heart also turned into smoke. "That kid ......," the monk on the right couldn't help but wonder. "It's the second family that has been separated for many years. The leader of the monk could not hide the joy in his heart. "Then we won't ...... yet" "Don't worry, we will always meet." The Monk in Turn, as if his gaze could penetrate the distance, his gaze condensed on the place where the dust disappeared and lingered for a long time. "For so many years, I have suffered you. ”

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