Otherworldly Merchant

That face was very realistic. I recognized it at first glance. It was Dragon Qingqing Qiu!

What's that supposed to mean?

Is the camelback shadow from Longquan Hills?

That's not true!

If you really are a master of Longquan Hills, what are you doing with me? Whether you want to kill my man pie or the ghost pie who wants to take me back, you've already done it, and you're torturing me.

Besides, no matter which faction you are, you will never dare to joke about Long Qing Qiu. What's wrong with pinching his face out of the sky?

I held Yin Xinyue in my hand, and I looked at the scene in front of her, and I couldn't really touch my head.

Of the Longquan Mountains, apart from the owner, Long Qing Qing Qiu, I'm afraid the elders' cultivation is the highest on the count of four.

I've seen the talents of Dong Lao and Jiang family brothers. Although it's also unpredictable, I definitely don't have this talent! I think the other two elders who haven't shown up should be similar to them.

But at the moment, this man's manipulation is many times greater than theirs!

I'm not weak now, whether I fix it or experience it, but I can't even detect the position of this person, and I can't see what method this hand is using to randomly pull metal and change things in the air. Not even in the Scriptures.

Who the hell is this guy? And for what purpose?

The face of the steel pinched dragon Qing Qing Qiu is just as cold as looking at me.

After a stroke, a few handfuls of shiny knives flew in and out, straightening in. The face of Long Qing Qing Qiu broke apart!

What's that supposed to mean?

Is this man also an enemy of Long Qingqing Qiu? What hatred did he have to come to me to form an alliance?

If that's the case, why won't he show up and say it in person?

I'm wondering, that piece of iron chip is missing again!

The wooden bed that collapsed on the ground rose again as the clicks rang lightly.

Originally pinched steel pipe steel frame, restored as it was, put up the wooden bed, as if nothing had ever happened!

Meanwhile, that condensed gaze at me disappeared!

I was stunned for a while, and this slowed God down, and I realized it was already a cold sweat, as if I'd just woken up from a nightmare.

But this is not a dream!

The rust on the steel pipe is gone, rooted like a knife, and the snow shines brightly.

Hoo-hoo! A heavy truck drove past the door, shaking the doors and windows slightly.

It's another one.

After two or three successive trucks whistled, I had no sleep at all, gently covered Yin Xinyue's quilt, dressed up and walked out - I'm not worried that the person just now was bad for Yin Xinyue and Li Mazi.

If he really wants to do this, I'm just as good as not here. Besides, he doesn't seem to have any malice, at least not yet.

The night sky in the countryside is extraordinarily clear, and the stars and moons in the sky shine brightly.

In the empty town of Mayor Street, there was no one, but the dust was drifting, which must have been caused by the trucks just now.

The town is extremely remote, with no decent road, full of pits.

Drop it! At this moment, a thrilling car burst behind me.

At a glance, a heavy truck arrived in the distance, with a snowy headlight, and some people couldn't open their eyes. I didn't even know what was in the trunk, and it was covered in thick canvas.

Didi! The truck rang two more times, but the speed didn't diminish.

I was just hiding out, and the big car came over me with rolling dust.

As soon as I passed by, I suddenly noticed that the person sitting on the co-pilot seemed a little familiar, about 30 or 40 years old, slightly bald.

Isn't this the first guy we saw in Shaoguancun?

How did he get here?

No, it's probably something to do with that so-called good fortune boy.

As soon as I thought about it, I pulled out a 'tangle' and threw it out.

The 'entanglement' is almost like a ghost hitting a wall, borrowing shady air, charming, seeing good avenues as boulder cliffs, and the familiar roads will all be fascinated.

As soon as the charm came out, I didn't know what the driver saw as the unobstructed road in front of him, and suddenly clicked and stopped.

I leaned over quietly.

“Where have you been?” The bald man sitting in the co-pilot's seat asked with his cell phone oblique.

“I don't know.” The driver stared at the front and said in a blind face, “How did this suddenly come to a big fish pond? I don't even remember a blister around here. ”

“Who knows what you're thinking? It's the only way back and forth, and you can miss it! Turn around.” The bald man spoke ill and kept dialing his phone.

There was music on the phone, but nobody answered it.

The big truck backed away, turned around, didn't drive very far and stopped again.

“What now? ”

“I can't move, it seems to be pressing something.” The driver said something strange.

“What are you waiting for? Get down there! If it's too late, let's see how Second Brother takes care of you.” The bald man scolded.

“It's not your fault!” The driver complained: “How many times has the journey been torn between peeing and pooping? Otherwise, it's almost here. ”

“Didn't I have a stomachache? Besides, I'm really in a hurry to find Brother Er. I can't get through the phone. What am I supposed to do? Really bad things you can take care of, hurry down.” The bald man glanced at the driver.

There was a big stone on the front wheel of the truck, and I just moved in while he was turning around.

The driver made a strange curse, bent over, lifted the stone twice to the side of the road, clapped his hands just about to get up, but I hit him from behind, knocked him out.

The bald man, unconscious, still dialed his phone.

“Fuck him! What's this son of a bitch doing? Don't answer the phone yet.” He mumbled impatiently.

“Hello...” Suddenly, there was a very crazy noise on the other end of the phone.

The background sounds very noisy, the loud laughter from time to time, the fierce bundy tunes, the voices of the person are very blurred, it sounds like a place like a dining room nightclub or something.

“Second Brother, it's me, Yu Ha.” The bald man quickly changed his tone like a dog slave.

I sneaked into the door and listened carefully with my ears raised.

There was a hiccup on the other end of the phone, some impatient reprimand: “Didn't I tell you? It's okay. Don't call me, let the stupid robes in the village know what to eat. Nobody has any good fruit. ”

“No, no.” The bald man hurried back: “Isn't that a bit of a situation? ”