“…My dear guests, welcome to the great of Shaporaka—…”
There is a rare ugly person in the spirit clan. Of course, Aunt Xibei from Luohong Spirit Village is not considered ugly, right?
However, the hostel owner is really an ugly guy.
Under his thick red hair, there was only half exposed, but he could still see a trace of a tragic scar extending from his nose to the edge of his jaw.
His figure was like a dry reed in the deep winter, so weak that it seemed that he could fall into a gust of wind at any time, and he could never stand up again.
He was covered with crude gauze, covered with oil and a strong smell of fishy smell came towards him, as if this guy had just slaughtered a pig beast under the kitchen.
However, his appearance as a cheerful boss is very different from him.
Moreover, this guy is obviously a person who knows people, at least he has more vision than the disguise hawker named Jira. Before he finished his long welcome speech, he felt something was wrong.
The group of people in front of him obviously did not look like guests who would live in his great spirit tower, but instead looked evil and terrifying.
"Ah... Ha, old Boss, are these your friends? I just slaughtered a pig beast and invite your friends to enjoy a meat feast together, ah, and the good wine I have buried for ten years.
, That's the good thing I brought back when I was hiding in the west before, haha...hahahahahaha..."
The old official in the market square named Lao Boss looked mournful, which made the sloppy boss lose his enthusiasm for continuing to roar. Finally, he realized that something was wrong. He shouted twice, and didn't know what to say.
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"Where is Jira?" Dazhuzi said coldly.
Beside Xuanhe, Dandan grabbed his little hand tightly: "Junior brother, is that person who sells our goods really a girl? Why does Dazhuzi have to find someone?"
Xuanhe's mouth twitched and then he held back his smile: "Dandan, your brother Dazhuzi is a good person, so he wants to be responsible to others."
"Responsible? Why?" Dandan became even more confused.
Xuanhe endured it, and finally the Qinghuoqiushi said to him: "Because Brother Zhuzi touched the girl...ah..."
Big Zhuzi slapped the vulgar guy with a palm, and then suppressed his breath again, and said coldly: "Where is Jira?"
At this moment, the big pillar fully showed the strong man who killed his opponent in the deep pool of the waterfall that day, but he was not a hero at all. He looked like a beautiful girl who was in love with her and then came to grab the people quickly.
The bully young master, indeed, immediately scared the boss who was as weak as a bamboo pole.
Shabolaka was like a sieve shaking in the wind, and said tremblingly: "Big...Big, big, big, little man just used the extra room at home to open a small residence, and each guest only collected half a spirit a day.
Coin, I...I I..."
Dazhuzi stepped forward and was really upset about this guy's noise. He grabbed him: "I'm asking you, where is Jira?"
"Ji... Jira?" Shabolaka's eyes widened, as if they were pinching the big hand that strangled his throat, "He... he, he..."
"What is him?" Dazhuzi roared like a bell.
Dandan reminded him weakly: "Brother Dazhuzi, you are going to strangle him to death, how can you tell me?"
Dazhuzi also felt that he was a little anxious, so he gave it to him, but he couldn't help but shout again immediately: "Speak quickly!"
The unlucky and pitiful Shaporaka pinched his throat, stretched his head and waist for a long time before gasping for breath: "Big... Sir, Jira is on the seventh floor, the last one."
When Dazhuzi heard this, he ran away without saying a word.
A group of guys with slutty smiles followed and rushed out.
Xuanhe pulled Dandan and followed step by step.
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"Old Boss! I'm going to kill you!"
"Shabolaka, I...I'm really not...you know these adults are..."
"Go to your mother, I will definitely go back to dig your ancestral grave tonight!"
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The Great Spirit Tower in Shabolaka, this remote little hostel, is indeed the tallest spiritual tower house in the surrounding books. It is ten feet high and the far and wide, and the longitude and latitude are more than ten feet.
In Xuanhe, this spiritual building looks like a large chimney protruding from the ground, ugly and ugly. However, when he thinks of the big guy standing deep in the soul in his sea of consciousness, he immediately,
It is much more balanced. Perhaps, this is also a trace of inheritance.
What Ling Xuanhe could not have imagined was that such a spiritual tower that was slightly more than ten feet high and the altar on the top floor and the lobby on the bottom floor were divided into fourteen floors!
Among each dark and gloomy floor, it is divided into rooms one by one. An escalator that is almost vertically up and down is in the center of the spiritual tower, leading to the top floor.
In front of the porch on the seventh floor, which was dark and wet, with only a few inferior bright light stones as illuminated, Dazhuzi and others frowned, because the height of this floor was a little lower than the height of these big guys.
Xuanhe even worried that after they all set foot, the place would collapse directly.
Dazhuzi finally stood up and walked in step by step, heading towards the most gloomy corner on the seventh floor, which was the last number mentioned by Boss Shabolaka.
When Dazhuzi was halfway through, he suddenly seemed to have noticed something unusual, and suddenly started to rush, and he rushed directly to the corner of the brother, pushed open the door, and rushed in.
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Everyone behind him also felt something was wrong.
Dandan was the first to shoot out with his small advantage. Xuanhe was worried and hurriedly followed him.
The last room was very small and had been pushed open by a large pillar. All the spaces inside the door were less than one meter in total. There was nothing else except a small wooden bed, and there was not even a piece of bedding.
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Of course no one is there.
What is most shocking is that there is a large hole of one foot in diameter on the wall of this most edged room. It seems that something is slowly ground into. Through this hole, you can directly see
outside world.
Of course this is not a window, because there are traces of black corrosion on the edge of this big hole. It is obvious that it has just been dug up and someone escaped.
"Have she got the news?" Dazhuzi said with a frown.
Xuanhe breathed a long sigh of relief: "That boss seems to have some problems."
"boss?"
"It's the one named Shabolaka."
Just above the Market Square, the moment he took the opportunity to capture the vendor named Jila, Xuanhe clearly felt that in his sea of consciousness, the spiritual tower deep in the spirit, had a slight movement.
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Because, he felt an unprecedented spiritual breath in this inferior fake book vendor named Jila.
Perhaps, with the strength of the big pillar, I should have also sensed it.
Or maybe, Dazhuzi's pursuit was not really because of the hilarious thing about accidentally touching a girl's secret place, so because of the nonsense quality of integrity, he chose to catch up and tell the other party that I want to treat you.
Responsible reasons.
And in front of this small spiritual hostel, the weak reed dry boss gave Xuanhe the same feeling as that hawker Jira.
However, he was hiding too deep, so deep that the spiritual tower that only the deepest part of the Xuanhe Spirit felt something again, and even the big pillar did not feel anything strange.
The big pillar punched and the entire spiritual tower was shaking.
The big hole that was corroded by an inexplicable force suddenly magnified several times. His body shook violently and rushed out of the pit.
Xuanhe turned around and shouted outside the door without hesitation: "Everyone returns to the ground!"
Then, he brought Dandan and passed it out from the big hole dug by the big pillar.
With his current cultivation strength, he can fully land safely from a height of hundreds of feet.
When he leaned over and hugged Dandan and landed on the ground, quickly turned around and before he arrived at the spiritual tower of the hostel, he saw Dazhu standing in front of the door with a gloomy face.
The old official of the Management Office of the Market Plaza, Lao Bos, was lying on the ground.
After a while, Qinghuoqiushi and others also ran out of the spiritual tower.
Among some small windows dug on the spiritual tower, heads were protruded out because of the shock caused by the terrifying punch of the big pillar. The residents were shocked and frightened, and finally retracted their heads.
Go, never dared to extend it again.
Xuanhe thought in his heart that these residents would no longer have to pay for the housing payment from now on.
Yan Dashan squatted down, pressed his hand on Old Boss a few times, shook his head slightly, nodded a little, and stopped talking.
Xuanhe reached out to cover Dandan's little face, blocking her vision, but Dandan's little face had already turned pale.
It was only because I was close to each other that I finally looked down on this unlucky old Boss' death was too miserable.
Old Boss's clothes were still intact, but his entire clothes were already shriveled, and only dead bones were left above the neck and cuffs of the outer coat.
It is not the kind that is white, but a black air burning, lingering like a nightmare.
When anyone sees such a scene, he will feel disgusted and cannot sleep in the middle of the night.
"Go away, go back and notify Ling Shijun."
"Why... the Lingshi Army who wants the Lord's descendants?"
Dazhuzi said in a cold voice: "Even if the invasion of aliens does not endanger the altar, isn't it the Lingshi Army's business?"
The green fire lion calmed down and said in a deep voice: "Okay! Let's go."
Everyone was about to leave when they heard a loud bang from afar.
This is a situation where a large number of troops rushed over.
"It's them again?" Xuan He frowned. It was not someone else who came, but the Blood Wo Ba cavalry of the Blood Squirrel Cavalry, and the rabbit Du Chenyi.
Du Chen also stood on the back of a bloody spirit beast, as if he was very fond of the burly and handsome knight. He stopped the action in the knight's ear when he could get close.
, with a arrogant look: "Qinghuo Pillar, Xuanhe, and Miss Dandan, the presbyterian's handwriting is here, please come with us to the Presbyterian's Church."