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Chapter 1674: Birds of a feather

The salesman heard her words, although they were crazy, but they were not a joke. The sloppy skin on his face shook and he said, "You are planning to break my sales rules."

A Yiwu casually fiddled with the bone spurs on her forehead and said with a smile: "I became a consciousnessless monster at that time, how could I still care about these things."

She took two steps forward and kicked over the vendor's stall. The corners of her mouth cracked and she smiled evilly: "You want to make me suffer and take advantage of others' danger? Rabbits can bite people when their eyes are red. Do you think it will drive them crazy?"

If you leave me, will it be difficult to deal with a little dwarf like you?"

"Is it worth risking your life here with me for just two bottles of Tingyuquan?"

"It's not difficult for me, Ayiwu, to become the goods on your stall. If you were dragged into the water by me and lied on this shelf together, it would be a big deal for them to see."

The salesman was obviously a flexible person. He smiled evilly and didn't care that his stall was in a mess.

He slowly walked around the overturned table, and finally took out a bottle of water from his sleeve and said: "We don't have to go on such a dangerous road, Ayiwu, and you don't have to think that I'm taking advantage of you."

You are sick, but it is difficult to collect this clean rain this year. This bottle is the maximum I can give you. Although the share is not much, it is enough to meet your urgent need."

A Yiwu accepted the bottle of Ting Yuquan, as if she had already expected that the price of this damn thing would kill her. She sneered twice: "You are the only one who knows how to do business."

The salesman looked at her with a vague look and said: "Look at you like this, your broken arm was not eaten by the black Yin River, but you actually encountered a hard idea?"

He found a tattered stool and sat down on his own. Ignoring the weird onlookers hiding in the darkness around him, he picked up a teapot from the messy pile of groceries.

The teapot had a long spout. He tilted his neck and took a sip of cold tea. He seemed to be concerned and said, "Although you, Mr. Ayiwu, are undoubtedly the most successfully evolved among us weirdos, ever since you cheated and ate Yangui,

After that, he acted more and more greedily and openly.

Now you actually dare to wander into the Black Yin River. There have been a lot of weird things that have fallen into your hands throughout the ages, but if you don't restrain your greed, sooner or later you will suffer even greater losses than you have now."

A Yiwu sneered and said: "Greed has made me what I am today. Salesman, you should know that it is not suitable to live a down-to-earth life here. If you are not greedy, with the only authority and rules in your hands, with your

How can you survive until now with a weak body?"

The salesman squinted his eyes and said, "I am born with a good life."

"Born with a good life?" A Yiwu seemed to find it funny. He looked at Gao Xiang and niche cage behind him and said, "If you and niche cage were not born from the same skin and same robe, how could you share the rules with him?

, allowing you to make such unreasonable transactions in this chaotic world."

The salesman had a proud smile on his face: "If it doesn't protect me with rules, and I travel for it day and night in all spaces and corners of the world, trading with monsters, and feeding him with high incense, then he will

How can he thrive from now on? Rules have made him successful, but they also constrain him. Since he is destined to be unable to break the shackles of the niche and not be free in this life, naturally he cannot do without me in this life."

A Yiwu mocked and said with a smile: "That's just based on the fact that so far, no food can satisfy his 'appetite' and give him enough strength to create new bones and flesh. One day, any guest will

If the transaction amount is enough, that's the day your 'brother' will give up on you."

The seller sneered and said: "If you want to satisfy his appetite and break the shackles of his own rules, you must at least make the three sticks of incense in front of this niche burn to a height of three hundred feet. In our area, you Ayiwu

You are considered to be the best in the world. Even if you offer this black-bone dragon, my three sticks of incense are only thirty feet tall, which is far from enough to satisfy his appetite."

"But seriously..."

The salesman glanced at her, and then said: "Ayiwu, if you really have the ability to make him eat happily, why are you trying to argue with me here? If you serve him well, he will spit out what you want.

Listening to the Rain Spring."

A Yiwu sneered and said, "What are you talking about in your sleep?"

The salesman laughed and danced on the recliner and said: "Yes, yes. Although Ayiwu is not dead now, he is still injured and embarrassed. Speaking of which, I am really more and more curious about who injured you."

With this look, who could have such a temptation to lure you into serious injury and then go down to the river to hunt the Black Bone Dragon regardless of your own safety?"

In this world, taking Tingyuquan is the most effective way to cleanse mental pollution, but it is not the only way.

The salesman could see that A Yiwu's broken arm injury looked serious but not scary, and her mental pollution was not serious either.

For weirdos, if the body structure is special, decapitation or heart explosion will not be fatal injuries.

Not to mention the mere injury of a broken arm.

The high-flying bird dies of good food.

Ayiwu could have healed her injuries in the dark, but she chose not to do so. Instead, she couldn't wait to get into the Black Yin River, polluting herself all over and getting out of hand.

Now she urgently needs this rain spring to relieve her mental pollution. To be honest, most of the reasons are her own fault.

Apart from meeting someone who risked her life to eat an orphan delicacy at night, it was hard for the seller to imagine anything worthy of her doing this.

A Yiwu sneered and said, "A person like you who is just trying to pick off people's wisdom will naturally not understand."

"Sorry to excuse you, I heard that there is a stall here where you can buy goods. I wonder if the stall has been closed."

At this moment, a faint voice suddenly broke into the conversation between the two.

This familiar voice made A Yiwu's eyelids jump.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The salesman also had a trace of disbelief on his face, as if it was strange that someone dared to disturb A Yiwu at this time.

He raised his eyelids and looked around, only to see a boat moving slowly in the dark fog with no wind. The silver-haired young man's clothes were flying on the bow of the boat and he stood facing the light.

His white clothes, which did not look very clean, were stained with blood, and the sleeves of his clothes were dripping with blood. His eyes were covered with eyebands, and his body seemed to be injured and defective.

The salesman whispered in confusion: "When did a boat passenger like this appear in the boat under the river?"

Ayiwu narrowed her eyes.

This guy is still alive after being injured so badly?

Bai Lian got off the boat as if no one was watching, and calmly repeated the question he just asked: "Are there any goods for sale here?"

The salesman glanced at A Yiwu thoughtfully, with a hint of malice in his smile: "Does Master A Yiwu know this person?"

Interesting and interesting.

This kid's pollution aura is so thick that it can be said to smoke his eyes. It is stronger and thicker than A Yiwu's aura, but for some reason, his body has not been alienated. Listening to his words, it is clear and natural, and his consciousness is not like that.

It looks like being violated.

A Yiwu raised the corners of his lips in a serious tone and said, "I don't know this kid, but what I can tell you is that this kid is not a weirdo from our clan, nor is he a passenger on the ship."

The salesman knew what she meant, and the smile on his face was cruel and sarcastic: "I, the salesman, am just a businessman. I will not do such barbaric things as murder and robbery, so Ayiwu, you don't have to deliberately guide me."

What happened?"

What he said was very high-sounding and very nice.

But A Yiwu understood that this guy listened to what she said.

Of the two of them, one of them would risk his life or death just to satisfy his appetite.

One wants money rather than life.

None of them are good stuff.

The malicious smile on the seller's face did not change, and he followed the geese's habit of plucking hair, and said with a smile: "I have not collected the goods from the stall, so I am still selling goods. I wonder if this distinguished customer has already prepared fifty kilograms of money in his pocket.

Come and buy my toll on this stretch of mountains and rivers?”

"Landscape toll?"

Balian didn't understand the rules of the salesman and thought that there really were such unwritten rules in this stall.

(Stomach cramps at night, vomiting all the time, pinching-like food being forced out of the stomach, unable to stop, super uncomfortable, uncomfortable, sweating, squinting a bit, squinting too much, updated now, will update tonight

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