"What's wrong? I asked you and you didn't tell me."

Hu Ling frowned and poked the woman in the red dress in front of her with the candied haws in her hand.

The latter was pacing back and forth in place, taking deep breaths from time to time.

Occasionally, Hu Xian who passed by took a look at it with interest, but was driven away by Hu Ling with a bamboo stick.

After thinking for a moment, Hu Ling approached Hu Huo and spoke hesitantly.

"I heard that Xiao Qi has asked several elders for help in the past two days..."

Bang!

Before Hu Ling could finish speaking, the door behind him was suddenly pushed open.

The woman in cheongsam adjusted her shawl and walked out of the house angrily.

After seeing Hu Ling and Hu Huo, she curled her lips.

"Aunt Jiu, are you ready?"

Hu Ling swallowed and took out the wine bottle from his waist.

"How is that possible?"

The woman snorted coldly.

"The little one is so good, it's not too late for me to hurt her."

"Then..."

"That bastard Hu Yan didn't say a single word."

"puff!!"

Hu Ling sprayed a sip of wine on the woman's face, extinguishing the cigarette she had just lit.

"Well, my dad doesn't like Wang Jin very much."

Hu Huo sighed.

"The fourth wife's face turned dark when she heard that Xiaobei went to Chen's Weizi."

"Then now..."

Hu Ling blinked.

"It's a generational kiss, and you also know how much the fourth wife loves Xiaobei."

Hu Huo stepped aside and pointed at the empty room.

"Wish Wang Jin good luck."

——

In the alley.

The man in a mandarin jacket sat on the piles of corpses and wiped the bloody spikes casually.

After doing this, he took out the wine bottle and took a sip.

Then he let out a wine burp.

"This is the fifth batch today."

The young man wearing sunglasses walked out of the corner and wiped the blood from his mouth.

His skin color is obviously paler than that of a normal person, and the fangs protruding from his mouth are not quite right either.

"I don't know where the divine messenger has gone...it seems like I haven't seen him in three days."

"I might know."

Bai Jiu chuckled and turned to look at Wu Tong.

"Do you know the fourth wife of the Hu family?"

"She is the fifth-in-command of the Immortal family, after a few great masters and wives."

"This old monster who doesn't go out all year round breathed his last in a small mountain village a few minutes ago."

"I confused Liu Tian yesterday. He said Wang Jin was nearby."

"It's quite lively now, isn't it?"

After Bai Jiu finished speaking happily, he turned to look at Shi Baibai who was guarding the alley.

The latter reached out and pinched Xiao Liuren, and then nodded slowly, with a look of sorrow on his face.

——

"call…"

The young man rubbed his slowly beating temples.

The inspiration warning is quite lively, and inexplicable voices can be heard vaguely.

If circumstances permit, Wang Jin is willing to carefully search for the reasons and consider ways to blackmail the governing bureau.

Unfortunately, the screams in his ears prevented him from concentrating on his thoughts.

"Damn it!"

Chang Tianliu held on to the coffin tightly, but he couldn't use the chains because of the chains on his body.

Her waterfall-like long hair became a burden at the moment.

She almost fell off the coffin under the huge force coming from behind.

Cha.

A soft sound.

Song He took back his shell-picking knife without even looking at Chang Tianliu.

The latter was also sensible. He nodded slightly and shrank to Wang Jin's side, continuing to look at Wei Shanhe's headless body.

To be precise, it is now the God of Infant Head and Belly Corpse.

Wang Jin has been trying hard to avoid various flat surfaces, so this thing cannot use the crawling authority.

Even so, its speed is still much faster than the coffin.

After just a few dozen seconds of chasing, the distance between it and Wang Jin was only about three meters.

But in front of him, there was still endless darkness.

If this continues, Wang Jin will first fall into an encounter with the Infant Head and Belly Corpse God.

"No problem?"

Song He swallowed and asked in Wang Jin's ear.

The road ahead is dark and the goal is far away.

What's more, behind him is not only the baby-headed corpse god, but also the crazy dragon who is about to escape from trouble.

No matter how you look at it, it has reached an urgent situation.

But the young man didn't show any concern, instead he rubbed his temples leisurely.

He even closed his eyes to meditate.

"Don't worry, I have to find something."

Pollution surged, and Wang Jin frowned slightly.

After a moment, he opened his eyes suddenly.

Pure black pupils stared fixedly not far away.

To others, it looks like a dark stone wall.

But in Wang Jin's eyes, there was a faint red light shining there.

Fully mobilizing inspiration will make him more sensitive to pollution.

This is also one of the principles of inspiration warning.

"The person who left Xiaobai Grave has something to do with me, so it's easy to find him."

Wang Jin murmured to himself, perhaps in response to Chang Tianliu's surprised look.

Xiaobai's tomb was opened, and the Bronze City began to collapse.

There is an inevitable connection between the two.

This shows that before this, Xiaobaifen was firmly imprisoned by something and could not break free.

Although I don’t really want to admit it.

But Wang Jin knew very well that the only person who could make such a big deal was the bastard known as the legend.

Wang Jin only needs to look for his aura or pollution.
To be continued...