() The bald man saw the money in Luo Ling's hand, grabbed it, took out one of the coins and flicked it with his finger in the air. The money instantly turned into ashes, leaving only a dark red layer of security.
Mark. This layer of anti-counterfeiting mark is the same size as money, but it is no longer a physical object, but a virtual body of laws.
The word '1000' in the virtual body of this law is transparent, and it is wandering in the dark red virtual body. When the bald man saw this, he immediately stammered: "It turned out to be real money, little one
I ruined a thousand dollars with just one act of shame. This is the second young master’s money. It’s been ruined now, what should I do?”
"It doesn't matter!" Luo Ling looked at the bald man's funny look and said, "This is the only way to distinguish the authenticity of Xuanyuan coins. It shows that you are cautious, which is understandable. However, I suggest you, in the future
Don't play money in front of me, it hurts feelings!!"
"Yes!" The bald sweaty man scratched his head with his hand and said, "Why can't I imagine this in my stupid head? From now on, whenever the second young master comes, he will not touch the money."
"That's right!" Luo Ling said happily: "There are still nine thousand Xuanyuan coins left. I want to buy this divine sculpture chair. What do you think?"
"Absolutely not!" The bald man put the money back into Luo Ling's hand and said, "This is not for sale. Let alone Jiucai Qianxuan Yuan coins, even if it is 90 million, it cannot be sold. 900 million... can be considered
One moment, one moment!”
"..." Luo Ling was speechless. This bald man has always been difficult to be accommodating. As expected, he saw it. Then he stuffed nine thousand Xuan Yuan coins into his arms and said: "Forget the unpleasant things today. When we meet in the future, we will still be friends."
. Nine hundred million Xuan Yuan coins, let alone say I don’t have them, I won’t take them out even if I have them. Money should be spent where it should be spent. That one thousand yuan should be treated as if it never existed. Okay, I want this second young master to
Go up to the fourteenth floor to have a look and say goodbye first."
"Second Young Master, wait!" The bald man hurriedly took down a small red cloth bag from the shelf behind the treasure display, then turned around and handed the small cloth bag into Luo Ling's hand, saying: "This is the powder of the snake, right?"
The first stage of body refining, the shedding state, has a very good effect, and its effect is far greater than that of clam and frog powder. I think if you give it to the second young master, the second young master will not dislike it?"
"Yes!" He took the small bag and said excitedly: "Why don't you want it? If you don't want it, wouldn't you let down your kindness? I never let down anyone's kindness."
"Haha!" The bald man heard Luo Ling's words and said with a smile: "Young Master is welcome to patronize my business again next time. Today, I really hug..."
Before the bald man finished speaking, his face suddenly turned pale and his body began to tremble. He quickly covered his eyes with his hands, turned around and squatted on the ground, gasping for air.
At this moment, Luo Ling felt an unprecedented fear descend on him. This fear was ten thousand times more intense than falling from a cliff and being shattered into pieces.
Click——
There was a sound like the throat was being crushed.
thump--
The body fell straight to the ground.
puff--
Blood emerged from the mouth, flowed down the cheeks, to the roots of the ears, and then fell down drop by drop. Under the brilliant light of Xuanhuang Pavilion, the blood beads shone with a coquettish light.
"Kill you, and I will be free!" A heavy voice, accompanied by a ray of purple light, flew out of the window on the seventh floor of Xuanhuang Pavilion, and then disappeared.
a long time.
a long time.
The bald man came back to his senses, stood up from the ground, turned around and looked up at the ground, and when he saw it, he started to tremble again.
"Dead? Second Young Master? Don't scare me!"
When he found that the throat of Second Young Master Zhuge lying on the ground had been crushed, he shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Oh! I really want to save you, but I can't even save myself..."
The bald man looked at the corpse on the ground, and then at his sacred eagle chair. With an expression on his face, he moved the body to the sacred eagle chair, then found a piece of red cloth and tied it to the chair.
The chair was pushed to the window and opened. Then he pressed a switch on the chair with his hand and said: "Soul of the Condor, take him to fly as far as possible. It's best to leave Quanla."
country, fly to an uninhabited land, and then, you will reach nirvana with him!"
The sacred eagle chair suddenly jumped out of the window. In an instant, it stretched out two huge wings, flapped the air, and flew high into the sky. After a while, it disappeared from sight.
The bald man closed the window, turned around and quickly cleaned up the blood stains on the ground. Then he looked at the original position of the sacred eagle chair and sighed: "Alas... alas... what a pity for my baby, he belongs to the Zhuge family.
Where is the second young master?..."
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Xuanyang Taoist Sect. In the Demon Burning Tower.
A ray of purple light circled around a long circle for several times before revealing her original form, which turned out to be a purple fox with a tail.
This Taoist priest is Wu Daoqian, the law enforcement elder of the Xuanyang Taoist sect.
Seeing that it was a fox instead of a person, Wu Daogan immediately accused him: "If you want to kill someone, you can't rush it. So the demon elimination formation in Xuanhuang Pavilion makes you feel uncomfortable?"
The purple fox squeaked and nodded constantly, with painful tears in his eyes, looking very pitiful.
"Take this thing and take it... you are free." Wu Daoqian took out a white jade bottle from Qiankun's sleeve, then handed the bottle to Zi Fox and said, "Believe me..."
The purple fox took the white jade bottle and even stuffed the bottle into his mouth!
boom--
The bottle and the elixir exploded into powder at the same time, and were swallowed by the purple fox.
Suddenly, the fox transformed into a purple-clothed witch with disheveled hair, pale face, and slim figure.
"Why did you let me go?" the purple-clothed demon girl asked.
"Because I am a good person!" Wu Daoqian smiled at the purple-clothed demon girl and said, "I will never go back on my words. If you are really free, go away..."
"I just want to know why you want to kill a useless person who has no ability to resist!" The purple-clothed demon girl said angrily: "This is an insult to me. Am I too old to be of any use?"
"Minghu!" The martial arts general put his right hand on the purple-clothed demon girl's left shoulder, and said a little sadly: "If you have a grandson killed by a loser who doesn't know what magic he used, and this loser's family background
It’s extraordinary that you can absolve yourself of the guilt of a waste in just a few words. Can you endure this kind of treatment? If you can’t help it, what should you do?”
"Can't stand it!" The purple-clothed demon girl stretched out her right hand to take away Wu Daoqian's hand, and said one word coldly: "Kill——"
"Yes, kill -" Wu Daoqian waved his long sleeves, turned and left, and said harshly: "Those who offend me will be killed; those who believe in me, live; those who go against me, life will be worse than death -"
The purple-clothed demon girl looked at this demonic figure, feeling sad and feeling hazy for a moment.
"Eight hundred years!" The purple-clothed demon girl sighed: "I, the underworld fox, can finally return to you..."
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The vast desert. The wind howls.
Piles of huge sand dunes were rolled up by the wind demon, carried to an altitude of tens of meters, and then lowered, forming huge sand rains.
This is the Bagan Desert, the legendary desert of death.
"Xuanyuan Geography" says: "The Bagan Desert is the only place forgotten by the goddess Xuanyuan - the realm of death. For eight thousand years, anyone who trespasses there without authorization will be swallowed up by the wind and sand!"
At this time, in the sky above the Bagan Desert where the wind was howling and the sky was full of yellow sand, a pair of huge wings of the eagle appeared.
In the middle of the wings is a chair.
On the chair, there was a dead body tied up.
Suddenly, the eagle's chair swooped down and rushed into a huge funnel-shaped sand pit.
Then, the dense rain of sand in the sky instantly submerged it in the depths of the desert.
The Soul of the Condor.
Nirvana.
Burial in darkness!
Luo Ling, a poor child who traveled from the earth, may be doomed this time.
Suddenly, in the sandpit that had been submerged just now, dazzling golden light continuously overflowed, turning the yellow sand into golden sand.
Boom——
Amidst the huge explosion, with golden sand splashing everywhere, a human-shaped thing was mixed with sand and thrown into the sky dozens of meters high. The violent hurricane blew on the human-shaped body and threw it far, far away. distance.
This distance is too damn far, thousands of miles away in an instant!
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Deep mountains. Ancient caves. Bonfires.
The raging bonfire was burning, illuminating the stone walls in the ancient cave with ghostly shadows. Groups of wild beasts were wandering outside the cave entrance, making high-pitched howling sounds, which was terrifying.
On a smooth stone slab, a person was lying.
His clothes were ragged, his chest muscles were exposed, and his face was dark.
The blazing fire couldn't even illuminate the shadows of the other three people, which looked very strange. These three shadows were all phantoms and had no physical existence. They were young monks with cold starry eyes and cold stars.
"Two brats, go and put pressure on him and don't let him struggle. I'm going to help him rebuild his throat. This is an extremely painful process and there is no room for error!" the young monk ordered.
"Yes!" Xingmu Xingning responded at the same time, and then they both possessed Luo Ling's body.
After everything was prepared, the young monk said to the person lying on the stone slab: "Now, monk, I will sacrifice my last strength to help you recast your throat. From now on, you can take care of yourself."
After saying that, the little monk transformed into a golden throat and flew into the broken throat of the poor man on the stone slab. As soon as the two throats were integrated, a powerful repulsive force was instantly generated, generating bursts of lightning and thunder. . Lightning and thunder, with Luo Ling's throat as the origin, sprayed out in all directions. Suddenly, Luo Ling's body turned into a photoelectric sympathetic combination, illuminating the cave brightly.
The rumbling sound of thunder kept ringing, and the ghost couple Xingmu and Xingning could hardly hold on. Their bodies were bombarded by lightning and thunder until they were on the verge of disintegration. However, they still showed their magical powers, and they were both alive and dead.
If you don't come out, it's hard to persevere until the end.
When all the lightning and thunder disappeared, Xingyan and Xingning felt that Luo Ling on the stone slab had breath. Then he left Luo Ling's body, turned into a ghostly light, and flew into the Xuanying in Luo Ling's mind.
in the scriptures.
"Xing Ning, after he wakes up, we will guide him to break through the realm of ghosts and immortals."
"Xingmu, do you feel it? This little master is just a ray of spiritual thought from a certain amazing god. Now, this ray of divine thought has completed its mission and disappeared!"
"Cough-cough..."
At this time, Luo Ling, who was on the stone slab, finally woke up.