In the black market!

Wei Bohou hasn't come back yet, and there's no one around, so it's strangely deserted.

Zhong Sheng drank the physalis and grabbed a handful of wild melon seeds to eat.

"Huhuhu."

A man hurried over and sat opposite Zhong Sheng. He naturally scooped up a bowl of physalis and drank it.

The stranger turned out to be a familiar person and did not regard himself as an outsider.

Still a woman.

They all wear cloaks with airtight white gauze hanging down, which obscures their age and appearance, and can only smell the faint fragrance.

The fragrance comes with you when you walk, even the corners of your clothes are soaked in. This cannot be achieved without incense.

"You just sit down and drink without looking at where this place is. What should you do if it's poisonous?"

"You know how to avoid water!"

Yes, it is an illusion that the bowl is as small as the sky, it is an illusion that you are in the bowl, and it is an illusion to hit the bowl with chopsticks.

Zhong Sheng held his chest, his daughter put loyalty first, she would definitely betray Yin Jiuyi

Xiao Jiukong's whirring came from close by, breaking the tranquility of the seven people.

Zhong Sheng sank into a meditative state, raised his hand to press the wall of the bowl, and pushed it hard.

It's so bad. The other party knows everything about his origins, so he came unprepared.

Zhong Sheng was wary, but then he was overjoyed. Was it a Maitreya believer who came to seek revenge?

"Don't even think about it. I would rather die than become a traitor. He doesn't have any ability, so just use it."

A moment later, the physalis water went in, and Zhong Sheng was soaked to the skin. He sat on the ground and gasped for air.

The flood fell from the sky and covered Zhongsheng in an instant, with a slight sweet and sour smell.

Wei Bohou's method, in the final analysis, is still Peng Binxiang's method, which is reversed and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

She sounded very familiar to me. This woman is too arrogant and I don’t like her.

Crazy bitches are so cruel, pouring physalis into a bowl, are you trying to drown me?

It is absolutely possible for Xiao Jiukong to see his embarrassed posture outside the bowl!

Peng Binxiang's voice came from in front of the veil, misty yet still, seeming to be far away in the horizon, but clearly sitting behind her

I was also horrified in my heart. The man's ability was indeed the same as Peng Binxiang's, and he was able to put a living person out of the bowl.

"The old man, he has to think again, is it the ringing of the bell or the beating of his heart?"

"How about it? It's so pure outside. He can't calmly recall it and tell you the answer."

The bowl for drinking physalis, which even contained one of my feet, looked as small as a round platform, covering an area of ​​half a football field.

Zhong Sheng asked strangely.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Zhong Sheng gritted his teeth and swam in the torrent of physalis. I never dreamed that such a day would happen.

By coincidence, I was just about to look for it, and now I have saved a lot of effort

Zhong Sheng finished a bowl of physalis and slapped the table, "Where are you from this crazy man? Let's get out of here slowly."

With a sensitive nose, there is a strange door under the ancient sword, which can be used to open the Shuchi Talisman.

My consciousness ended and I seemed to hear Bodhidharma's teaching voice again, "The bells in the morning and the drums in the evening are the ones who wake up from the dream."

Sitting down on the ground, I looked up and saw... the sky, the sky surrounding the mouth of the bowl.

Zhong Sheng held on to the inner wall of the bowl, gasping for breath, and the suffocation in his chest became more intense.

Peng Binxiang on the opposite side nodded, "You understand, he is willing to say it."

"Brother, brother, you are back!"

Last moment...

"I don't know, this is the first time I've seen you." The woman then asked, "Did you destroy the red flower bed?"

That’s so exciting!

Wei Bohou seemed to have heard it, so he raised his chopsticks again and tapped the seventh one.

Zhong Sheng asked, "Do you know me?"

"Now, the members of the Baqi and Four Sects are on the small rope in the sky, trying to capture Yin Jiuyi."

The sound of chopsticks hitting the bowl was a thousand times quieter at this moment, and it was more terrifying than thunder.

Peng Binxiang praised, "Spineless!"

The chopsticks that struck the bowl were still held in Wei Bohou's left hand, hovering in mid-air and ending at the eighth position.

In comparison, Wei Bohou's palm is more similar to top-grade white porcelain, with a color like jade, but with a little bit of impurities.

"Yes, he also knows that you love reading, so this thing is useful."

Zhong Sheng felt as if he had been struck by lightning. The words that he had forgotten in the past now came to mind, as if they were golden words of wisdom.

Looking up, there are still droplets of physalis water remaining in the bowl behind the face.

The bowl rubbed against the table, moved an inch, and then stopped.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's punish you. Your teeth are made of iron. If you open your mouth, he won't be able to pry it open."

The guy opposite looks like a young child, ignorant of the dangers of the world.

I glanced at the bowl and suddenly fell over.

"The bell rings eight thousand times, but it is all falsehood, and it only affects the heart."

You lift the bowl in your hand, and the rough porcelain is chipped and the glaze is blurry. It is the worst porcelain bowl.

In the black market, you have to be careful about what you eat, especially things from strangers.

"When you come to him, you just want to ask, has he taken any of Yin Jiuyi's things?"

"He has seen Yin Jiuyi, but he has not been in contact with me, and there is no residual aura of Qi Men under his body."

Since they are all fake, why should we indulge in them and let them be manipulated?

The remaining warmth and coldness in Zhong Sheng's palm clearly caught the opponent's wrist, but the opponent still ran away.

It’s because the bowl has become smaller, it’s because I’ve been shrunk.

Before Xiao Jiukong retreated, he saw a lost Zhong Sheng and said, "Brother, what's wrong?"

"Salute the soldier in front first. If he is willing to say it, you can also spare him. Come back!"

The seven internal organs trembled, the joints resonated, the skin trembled and beat, and the blood flow became even more disordered.

It's done, it's done. If you carry it on so hard, your ears will be deafened.

There was a blur behind the eyes, and the white shadow disappeared at the corner of the eye, and the fragrance also changed from strong to light and disappeared.

"Both belong to the Xuannan sect, but belong to the same Xiangtan. Yin Jiuyi studied martial arts at the Four Gates Altar before stealing the most precious Dunjia Heavenly Book and escaping."

Zhong Sheng opened his eyes and returned to his original seat. Across the table, opposite him was Peng Binxiang.

Biye Altar or Sulian Altar? Maitreya believers are all Buddhists, could it be that there is a nun under the veil?

Peng Bin also added, "The honey trap is especially useful."

"By the way, you are?"

Zhong Sheng thought to himself, is it just a broken book that so few people want?

"If you want to harm someone, you can do it with a knife or a sword, but you can't poison, Zhong Sheng, right?"

A clanging sound, as clear and crisp as a bell, fell on Zhong Sheng's ears, like a furious wave, covering his whole body.

"Crazy man, when you escape, take off his veil and stab him to death with a sword."

"You have offended Yan Ti, and trouble is still ahead. You will do it yourself."

"Yin Jiuyi also comes from the Xuannan Sect, they are from the same sect!"

Zhong Sheng suddenly felt light-headed and staggered. He stood up and pressed on the edge of the table to steady himself.

"Please tell me where he met Peng Binxiang?"

As soon as Wei Bohou stood up, Zhong Sheng reached out to grab him, "Where are you going?"

The man stood up and made a gesture and said, "Xuan Nan teaches Baqi Tan, Wei Bohou, and has met Nanshan Zhonglangjun."

Looking back again, the person in the bowl feels like a world away.

Dunjia Heavenly Book?

A cloud of white clouds hangs down from the mouth of the bowl like a waterfall. From a casual perspective, it turns out to be the corner of a veil

It turns out that Yin Jiuyi is also the rightful owner, and the book in his hand is stolen by thieves. Now the suffering owner has come to find him.

"Say it!"
Chapter completed!