MTL - The Founder of Diabolism-Chapter 20 Yangyang fifth 2

Xuanmenxian first traveled night hunting, often before and after the call, the venue is very full. However, the blue forgets the machine and is happy to be alone. This arm is strange and strange. If it is a little careless, it may jeopardize others. He did not bring the family and other students. He only took Wei Wei’s person and stared at him. The more you stare. Wei Wuzhen’s wishful thinking was slamming, but he could not enter the account. Repeated attempts to escape on the way, the end of the game is not a blue forgetting machine to carry the clothes and lead back.

He ate several times and lost money. He couldn't help but think: "This person has grown up, and it is more boring than before. It is more and more stuffy. Before he yelled at him, he also knew that he was so funny. But now it is not only moving, but also Know the counterattack!"

Following the guidance of the left hand, the two went all the way northwest. The daily ensemble "Relief" was used to temporarily ease its anger and murderousness, and it was near the Qinghe area. The posture of the arm that had been maintained for a long time suddenly changed.

It took back the index finger and made five fingers into a fist. This is to say that the things that this hand guides are just around the corner.

They visited and went to a small town in Qinghe. It’s just a day, people on the street come and go, it’s very lively. Wei Wuqi kicked and kicked and followed the blue forgotten fuselage, and suddenly a pungent smell of fat powder came.

I was accustomed to the light sandalwood on the body of the blue forget, Wei Wuzhen was smothered by this smell, blurted out: "What are you selling? This taste."

The aroma came from a man in a robe and a slap in the face. He carried a box and sold some gadgets to the passing pedestrians. He asked him to ask, and said, "Whatever you sell! Rouge gouache is cheap and good. Look at the son?"

Wei Wuzhen: "Okay, look."

Lang Zhongdao: "To the house lady?"

Wei Wuzhen: "I use it myself."

"..." Langzhong's smile solidified, and his heart said: "Let me find pleasure?!" Not yet attacked, but I saw another young man folded back and said with no expression: "If you don't buy, don't make trouble."

This man is extremely elegant, the white clothes are worth the snow, the twilight is light, and the waist is hanging. This Lang is a false Taoist. He knows half of the family in the Xuanmen family. He recognizes the family pattern of Gusu Lan's family. He dare not make it. He is busy with the box and runs forward. Wei Wuwei said: "What are you running? I really want to buy!"

Blue forgets the machine: "Do you have money to buy?"

Wei Wuwei said: "You can give me no money." Then he put his hand into his arms. I didn't expect to find anything, three times and two times, but it really told him to pull out a delicate, heavy money bag.

This is not like the blue forgetting opportunity to bring things on the body, but these days, the blue forgets the body to call him incredible things more than one or two, Wei Wuwei is not strange, take the money bag and leave . Sure enough, Blue forgot to take him, let him go, no half dissatisfaction.

If he didn't ask himself a little understanding of the character and cleansing of the blue forgetting machine, the reputation of Han Guangjun was still too good to be scared. He almost doubted whether there was any entanglement between the blue forgetting machine and Mo Xuanyu.

Otherwise why is he doing this to the point? !

Walking out of a road, Wei Wuyi looked back inadvertently, and the blue forgetting machine was left behind him, still standing in the same place and looking at him.

Wei Wu's footsteps slowed down involuntarily.

I don't know why, he felt vaguely in his heart, he seems that he should not go so fast, throwing the blue forgetting machine behind him.

At this time, some people shouted: "Yi Ling ancestors, five articles, ten articles and three!"

Wei Wuzhen: "Hey?!?!"

He quickly went to see who was selling him, but it was just the fake Taoist priest. He put away the inferior glutinous powder, and changed the label of a sinister goddess of evil spirits. He said: "Five articles, one ten and three articles, this price can't be bought! Three good. One sticker door, one sticker hall, The last one is posted on the head of the bed. The suffocating spirit is thick and evil, and it is evil to attack the poison with evil, to ensure that no monsters and ghosts are close to me!"

Wei Wuwei said: "The cowhide is blowing on the sky. Is it so spiritual that you sell five articles per piece?!"

Lang Zhongdao: "How is it again? If you buy it, you can buy it or not. If you want to buy this for fifty flowers, I am willing."

Wei Wuzhen turned over the "Evil Map of the Old Town of Yiling". It is really unacceptable that the brawny man with the green face and the glare of the painting is himself: "Wei Wuzhen is a beautiful man far and near, you painted What is this? Haven't seen real people, don't doodle, misunderstand children!"

Na Lang was waiting to speak, Wei Wuzhen suddenly felt that there was a wind behind him, and he was hiding. He escaped, but Jianghu Langzhong was smashed out. He stumbled over the windmill stalls on the street, and the helpers’ helpers were in a hurry. This Lang was originally to be embarrassed. At first sight, he was a little son who was smashed in gold and glitter. The non-rich is expensive, and the momentum will go down half a second. On another look, the embroidered chest of the other side is the Venus Snow White Peony, completely mad. But after all, I am not willing to be so unreasonably and unreasonably, and weakly said: "Why are you kicking me?"

That little son is Jin Ling. He held his hand and said coldly: "Kick you? Dare to be in front of me. The word "Wei Wuzhen", I will not kill him, he should be grateful to Dade, you are also selling in the street. Looking for death!"

Wei Wuzhen did not expect Jinling to appear here, and even did not expect him to show up when he showed up. Mind: "The child's temper doesn't know what's going on, his temper is heavy, his arrogance is unrelenting, he learns the bad things of his father and his father, but the mother's benefits have not learned a little bit. I don't want to beat. Beat him, and sooner or later he will suffer a big loss."

Seeing Jinling did not seem to be enough to anger, the person on the ground approached two steps, he said: "Jinling!"

Na Lang did not dare to make a sound, and his eyes were full of gratitude. Jinling turned to Wei Wuwei: "You haven't escaped yet?"

Wei Wuxi smiled and said: "Hey, I really don't know who was last time being crushed on the ground. Who is it?"

Jin Ling snorted and blew a whistle. Wei Wuzhen did not understand what it was, but after a while, there was a sudden rush of rumored beasts in the distance.

He turned his head and looked at it. A half-man black sable dog turned out from the corner of the street, spit a long tongue and ran straight to him!

The screams on the long street are more than a scream, and a burst is higher than a while: "The bad dog bites!"

Wei Wuzhen changed his mind and ran away.

Speaking of it, the Yiling ancestors said that they were invincible, but they actually saw the dog. This is also helpless. When he was not taken home by Jiang Fengmian for a long time, he played small in the wilderness. He often ate at the bottom of the dog, and bitterly chased after him. From then on, he was afraid of big and small dogs. Jiang Cheng Did not laugh at him. It’s not only a shame to say it, but few people will believe it, so the circulation is not high. Wei Wuzhen is almost flying away, and seeing a white shadow in his eyes, busy tearing his heart and calling: "Blue Zhan save me!"

Jin Ling chased here, and when he saw the blue forgetting machine, he was shocked: "How is this crazy man with him?!"

The blue forgetting machine is serious and unsmiling. Many people in the fairy door have seen him in the heart, and they are guilty of these minors. Its intimidation is more than that of Lan Qiren. The dog was subjected to strict training, not a product, but also spiritual, as if knowing that this person can not be wild, screaming a few scorpions, holding the tail, and hiding behind Jin Ling.

This black scorpion dog is a rare species that Jin Guangyao gave to Jinling. Ordinary people, but I heard that it is sent by Fang Fangzun, how can you sing a half-sound, but the blue forgetting machine is not an ordinary person. He can care no matter who the presenter is, who the dog is, how to cure it, and severely punish it. Jin Ling’s dog was caught by him when he was chasing people in the street. His heart was cold. He said: “Definitely, he did not kill me, the dog that was hard to train, and taught me a lesson!”

I know that Wei Wuzhen plunged into the arm of the blue forgotten machine and drilled behind him. He wished that the whole person would climb up and climb the top of his head along his long pole. The blue forgetting machine was circled by his hands, and it seemed that the whole person was freezing. At this time, I didn’t run when I ran. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jin Ling was another two short whistle, carrying his black scorpion dog and fleeing.

On the side of the ground, Lang Lang struggled to stand up, and his heart was full of sorrow: "The world is now a world, and today’s family is really awful! No!"

Wei Wuzhen heard that the dog was far away, and he calmly took his hands and took it out from behind the blue forgetting machine. He smiled and agreed: "Yes, the world is getting old, the people are not old. It is much worse than the one we used to be." ""

This person sees the dog immediately, the dog is smashed and is a hero. Blue forgot to make up his own belt and shook his head. When Lang saw him, he threw the hot potato and threw the stack of "Yiling ancestral town evil map" into his hand: "Xietai, just thank you! This right is a thank you. You sell it at a discount. Three articles, a total of three hundred!"

Blue forgot to look at the brawny man with a green face in the portrait, and declined to comment. Wei Wuxi can't smile and laugh: "Are you thankful? Thank you, give me a good look!! Slowly, don't panic, I still have something to ask you. You are here to buy and sell. Haven't you heard anything strange or have you seen any vision?"

Lang Zhongdao: "Weird thing? You asked me if I was right. I am stationed here all the year round. It is called Qinghe Baixiaosheng. What kind of strange thing?"

Wei Wuwei said: "The arm is like, the singer is swearing, and the corpse is a strange case."

Lang Zhongdao said: "There is no place here, but you walked five or six miles, there is a mountain, called the road ridge, I advise you not to go."

Wei Wuwei said: "How do you say it?"

Lang Zhongdao: "There is another nickname called "Occasion Ridge". How do you say it?"