The Portal of Wonderland

The voice just dropped, only to see the direction of the shop, a skinny tall man slowly walked over.

This man had some hemp on his face, his eyes were hot and stared at the black meteorite knife in the hand of the stone pastor, his tongue stretched out and licked his lips.

Ishima frowned, lightly snorted, single-handed, meteorite black knife silent echo sheath.

Skinny, tall men had a cold flash in their eyes, and the stone pasture was measured with a bad eye.

“Brother Left is here, welcome!” Zhao Ping was also a thoughtful person. He felt the atmosphere was embarrassing and hurried to greet him with a smile.

The skinny tall man ignored Zhao Ping, his eyes turned again from Shi Mu to the black knife into his sheath, the color of greed flashed in his eyes.

“Why did you come to the backyard? Please come to the front hall to serve tea. What a coincidence. I just got a few boxes of the finest fog peaks in my hand, so I can give them a taste.” Zhao Ping, familiar with the character of the person in front of him, said with a tight heart and a busy face.

“Big Bee approached, and I came to your shop to buy a good weapon, and the guy in the store told me you were here, and I came. What, are you kicking me out?” The skinny, tall man said softly, his voice hoarse and a little arrogant.

“Where, where! Brother Zuo, such a noble customer came to the small store, Zhao a natural..." Zhao Ping hurriedly compensated.

“I just took a look around your shop, and none of them are eye-catching. But this knife looks familiar. Did Brother Zhao just build it recently?” The skinny tall man interrupted Zhao Ping's words directly, a black meteorite knife in Shi Pastor's hand, said.

Shi Mu's eyes narrowed slightly.

At first glance, this skinny, tall man knew he was an old disciple, and he was not wearing a Black Devil's Gate disciple suit. He could not tell which level of disciple he was.

“Brother Left misunderstood, that was Shi's knife, not from my small shop.” Zhao Ping's complexion slightly changed, hastily explained.

Thin, tall men heard the words and frowned.

“Brother Zhao, thank you for today, just let you consume two spiritual stones, after two * * * * sent along with the reward, said goodbye today.” Without looking at the skinny tall man, Shi Mu greeted Zhao Ping and was ready to walk off the field.

“Wait a minute! ”

Zhao Ping hasn't spoken yet, and the skinny tall man shook his figure, blocking the entrance to the test field.

“What's wrong with this brother?” The stone pasture had no expression and a heavy voice.

“Teacher's brother's name yet?” Skinny, tall men laughed, but laughed and moaned.

“Stone pasture.” Shi Lian said in a callous tone.

“Brother Shi, at your age, should be the new entrant disciple.” A skinny, tall man's face moved and he seemed to have heard the name somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

“So what? ”

The man in front of him was obviously a black knife of meteorite iron. Without peace of mind, Shi Mu's heart gradually lost patience.

“You look good with that knife. But my brother just got started, haven't you learned the rules of our Dark Gate? Don't blame the brother for not reminding you that if you let other old disciples know that you have such a good thing, it will probably cause a lot of trouble, light to rob it, heavy to even endanger small lives, shh...” A skinny tall man shook his head, seemingly profoundly said.

“Let's get this brother straight. I have work to do. I can't stay here too long.” Ishima heard here and broke off coldly.

“In that case, let me be honest. I also like this knife. So, in order to prevent my brother from being robbed by others and getting rich, I will make a good man to the bottom, give 30,000 taels of silver, and my brother will cut this black knife to love me. How about that?” The skinny tall man said with no politeness that, although he had a slight smile on his face, anyone could hear the irrefutable meaning of the words.

Zhao Ping on one side heard this and his face changed.

The Meteor Black Knife was already worth a lot. Now it has been promoted to a magic instrument, fearing more than a few times the price, and the thin and tall man said only 30,000 taels, clearly wanted to bully people and seize them.

However, the thin and tall male identity is unusual. Although Zhao Ping was a firefighter, he did not want to offend, so he stood aside and did not answer the question.

“Your Excellency is such a good reckoner that 30,000 taels of silver would like to buy my knife. I am sorry, however, that this knife was not intended for sale, and I would not bother you with any further questions.” Shi Mu's heart laughed outright and refused.

“Don't embarrass yourself, boy! Do you know who I am? How dare you talk to me like that?” The man's face immediately cooled down and said loudly.

“Shi is really a bit illinformed, I have never been familiar with any of the brothers in the door.” Stone pasture said callously.

“To die! ”

Skinny and tall men could no longer bear to drink loudly and shake their body. The ghost appeared near the front of the stone pasture, his arms swayed, one fist crossed an arc, a burst of noise, striking the right face of the stone pasture, while the other hand grabbed the Meteor Black Knife in the hands of the stone pasture with a hook.

Before his fist arrived, a sharp fistwind pierced Shi Ma's face like a sickle.

“What a fast speed! ”

He was on a dark alert to each other, and the thin, taller man was still faster than he had expected and blinked in front of him.

He suddenly took a step backwards at the bottom of his foot.

Then Shi Lian shouted low, and the same punch came out, smashing into each other's fists, while the other hand turned, the meteorite black knife with a knife sheath stabbed into the palm of the hand caught by a thin tall man.

“Bang bang" and "bang” sound dull!

The two bodies moved back for a while.

“It's no wonder you're so arrogant to be able to take a punch at me. However, if you don't take a toast and drink a forfeit, you've already pissed me off today, leaving a knife is not enough, leave an arm.” A thin tall man frowned slightly and spoke loudly.

An erythema appeared in the palm of one hand between them, caused by a black meteoroid knife that had just been rigidly attached empty-handed. Although it was painful, there was no skin rupture bleeding.

A thin tall man rubbed between his waist, flashed a cold light, and had an extra silver sword in his hand.

This sword is much thinner than the usual long sword. It has only one finger wide. It emits Sensen cold light all over it, giving you a cold and sharp feeling.

Silver sword blade with blue character, light blue light, Heran is also a magic tool!

Ishima's face changed slightly. This fine sword is both a magic tool, so you must not underestimate it.

“Ba” shouted, the black meteorite knife came out of its sheath and was laid in front of it.

“Gentlemen, I have something to say, why hurt my anger...” Zhao Ping, standing beside me, saw them strike out a real fire, had to stand out and was about to talk.

Wow!

The baby's crying voice suddenly sounded, wanting to puncture people's eardrums, blocking Zhao Ping's words back.

Slim and tall men's wrists trembled, and the silver sword in their hands had been turned into a silver thread, rapidly punctuating Shi Mu's chest.

Baby crying is the strange sound of a thin sword piercing the air!

The moment Shi Mu Monster's voice went into his ear, there was an unusually irritable feeling in his heart, and his senses suddenly fainted, and his mind felt a sense of inability to keep up with the lag.

Silver light flashed!

The fine sword has reached its chest, and the sword qi stabbed the chestnut through the clothes.