"If you don't say anything about this admired warrior, what about our beauty!" Huang Wuji ignored the Black Wind Bandit's screams and turned his eyes to the ever-changing flying fox. Without the veil, it was different from the rough skin and perfect facial features of ordinary aborigines.
, which made most of the businessmen present couldn't help but admire it.
These businessmen have been in and out of romantic places all year round. They have countless wives at home and have seen a lot of beauties. Beauties like the ever-changing Flying Fox are rare in Daman. Even if they do exist, they have become the forbidden favorites of the upper-class dignitaries and wealthy families in Daman.
, it is almost impossible for ordinary wealthy businessmen to see a beauty of this level. Looking at a delicate flower, they will be tortured to death, which makes them feel great pity and at the same time have a deeper feeling for Huang Wuji.
Fear will not let go of any beautiful woman, let alone them!
"Beautiful lady, I know you are the Variety Flying Fox, but can I know your real name!" Huang Wuji did not use torture as soon as he came up. Instead, he looked at the Variety Flying Fox gently and asked her name. He seemed to have no intention of doing anything.
, could it be that he has changed his gender?
"My name is!" The eyes of the Variety Flying Fox gradually became blurred. Huang Wuji's pupils were like black holes, deeply attracting her gaze, as if she wanted to go deeper. The man in front of her was full of mystery, making people unable to help but wonder.
I wanted to lean in, wanting to fall into his arms.
"The Great Distraction Technique of Dharma" At this time, Huang Wuji is like a natural luminous body, full of unpredictable mystery, making women throw themselves into their arms like moths to the flame, and all the secrets will be revealed.
Under those enchanting eyes, everything was said.
"Okay, I don't want to know your real name. Can you tell me why you want to rob the caravan?" Huang Wuji interrupted Baibian Feihu's words. He just asked to see if he was confused.
"Caravan!" The Variety Flying Fox tilted his sexy head and thought for a moment, his eyes slowly lit up, and he said in a slow tone: "There is something in the caravan that I must grab!".
"Can you tell me what it is?" Huang Wuji's magical and enchanting words echoed in Baibian Feihu's mind. He was in a daze and out of control, wanting to tell all the secrets in his heart.
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"I don't know. It seems to be a secret record of magical skills that is being sent outside the country. Someone asked me to intercept it!" Bai Bian Feihu was in a daze and under Huang Wuji's inducement, he revealed the secret in his heart.
"The secret record of magical powers, no, it should be the secret record of magical powers!" Huang Wuji's thinking instantly changed, and he couldn't help but show a hint of excitement. He didn't expect that just walking casually on the road would not only make him a blood resentment ball.
, and also encountered a secret record of magical powers. It seems that possessing a sacred object of luck is different.
"Tell me, whose hand the thing is in!" Huang Wuji later knew countless techniques, but the ones that can truly be called secret records of supernatural powers are "Innate Heart Sutra", "Vajra Tempering Body Fist", "Tiger Roaring Emperor Fist" and "Blood Nerve".
》Other than that, there are really not many. It can only be considered good at best, and it can become a unique skill in a small sect.
"The thing is in the hands of Pang Wanshan, the leader elected by this caravan. From the time they were outside the Wild Wolf Plains, I have started to monitor them!" the Variety Flying Fox said firmly.
"Pang Wanshan!" Huang Wuji thought for a moment and immediately thought of Mr. Pang, which was probably his real name. He turned around and said with a smile: "Mr. Pang, I don't know what your real name is. Can you tell me?".
"This, this!" Mr. Pang suddenly squeaked, which further confirmed Huang Wuji's conjecture. Huang Wuji used one hand to find a boss at random and asked: "This boss, what is Mr. Pang's name? Do you know?"
!".
The boss who was called out almost lost his legs and fell to the ground when he heard Huang Wuji's question. Fortunately, there were two bosses nearby who supported him: "Mr. Pang's name is indeed Pang Wanshan!".
"How about it, Mr. Pang Wanshan, let's continue the show!" Huang Wuji's cold, snake-like eyes were as vague as a sharp sword, staring at Fatty Wanshan. Pang Wanshan was speechless. Under Huang Wuji's gaze, his body seemed to be...
Being pierced by thousands of arrows, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, as if sharp needles were shining in front of his eyes.
"Yes, I am Pang Wanshan!" Pang Wanshan was the boss of the caravan after all. He took a few deep breaths of exhaustion and forced himself to calm down. His eyes met Huang Wuji's, and the two of them faced each other.
"Since Mr. Pang admitted it, it's better to hand over the things!" Huang Wuji squinted his eyes, making it unclear what he was thinking.
"Impossible. If I give you something, you can't take it away. On the contrary, it will lead to death. I advise you not to think about it!" Pang Wanshan said stubbornly, his tone seemed to be for Huang Wujie. You can't take the thing away.
Even if you take it away, it will be useless.
"As long as you give me the thing, you don't have to worry about the consequences, hand it over or not!" Huang Wuji's squinted eyes suddenly opened, and a dazzling light shot directly at Pang Wanshan, and an invisible pressure slowly enveloped him.
beside him.
"Boy, don't be so shameless. You know who the thing belongs to, and you dare to hit it!" Pang Wanshan was knocked to the ground by Huang Wuji's aura. Not to be outdone, he said with red eyes and gritted teeth with a ferocious expression.
"I don't care who belongs to me, as long as I see it, it's all mine!" Huang Wuji said these words in such a domineering manner that he simply ignored everyone in the world, no matter who or what he saw, everything.
They are all part of his Qiankun mind.
"Boy, you are really not afraid of death. I can give you things, but you can't kill me!" Pang Wanshan saw that Huang Wuji was determined to get the things in his hands. If he didn't hand them over, he would die. And he was also afraid that Huang Wuji would cross the river and destroy the bridge.
, want to get its guarantee.
"Okay, I can help you get out of Yelangyuan!" Huang Wuji said loudly without even thinking about it.
"You are serious about what you said!" Pang Wanshan looked at Huang Wuji's expression carefully, trying to find even a hint of lies. Unfortunately, there was no such thing. Huang Wuji was telling the truth at this time, but there was another sentence in his heart, no
Just say it out loud: "Guaranteeing you out of Yelangyuan doesn't mean that you will be safe and sound after you leave Yelangyuan. If you encounter a robber on the road, you can't blame him for being killed!".
The outside of Yelangyuan falls under the jurisdiction of Jianghuai City. Within the jurisdiction of Jianghuai City, except for the relatively safe areas within Jianghuai City and within a hundred miles outside the city, other places belong to the three-no-thing zone.
However, it still takes thousands of miles to travel from Yelangyuan to the safe range of Jianghuai City. During this period, if anything happens to Pang Wanshan, it cannot be blamed on Huang Wuji. It can only be said that this old boy is unlucky.
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Pang Wanshan has been in business for decades and has experienced so many storms. He is so shrewd in his heart. Of course he heard what Huang Wuji said. He just didn't pay attention to it. As long as safety is guaranteed in the wild wolf plains, then the journey of thousands of miles will be more difficult than the wild wolf.
The original risk was a few times greater. Besides, he himself came to Jianghuai City once a year.
There are all large and small forces within thousands of miles of Jianghuai City who have some kind of friendship. It should not be a problem to reach Jianghuai City safely. Pang Wanshan has not cared about this matter too much. The broken scroll in his hand has not been able to do anything so far.
I didn't find anything strange, it can only be said to be a bit strange, and I wanted to hand it over to someone in Jianghuai City for appraisal.
This incident spread to the outside world for some reason, and Pang Wanshan decided to personally take the broken scroll to Jianghuai City for safety reasons. If the thing in his hand was real, it would be better to tell the world if it was fake immediately, so that those who beat him would pay attention.
All the people have stopped and don't cause trouble.
"Okay, go take it out and give it to me!" Huang Wuji has read a lot of books. Although he doesn't know many secret records of supernatural powers, there is a golden house in the book, and Yan Ruyu is in the book. It is more or less recorded in ancient books.
Some features of secret records of supernatural powers and even some fragmentary secrets will appear in some ancient books.
Like the previous Blood Resentment Ball, it was a broken magic sect secret technique discovered in the last layer of an ancient book. There are countless magical weapons around us in later generations, and there is no need to refine third-rate magic weapons like the Blood Resentment Ball to enhance one's own strength.
strength.
Huang Wuji withdrew his pressure, and Pang Wanshan shivered and got up from the ground. His wise and shrewd demeanor was gone, and his whole body seemed to have been raped and ravaged countless times.
Pang Wanshan walked towards his motorcade. After a while, he got off the carriage. He was holding a huge brocade box that was about one foot long like a piano box. He placed it in front of Huang Wuji and said expressionlessly: "Here's the thing.
, take it away if you want!”.
Huang Wuji didn't look at Pang Wanshan, all his attention was focused on the gathering. He threw out two balls of spiritual power with both hands, slowly lifted the brocade box into the air, placed it flat on his chest, and slowly opened the lid of the brocade box with both hands.
Opening it, I saw an old, broken and dusty scroll inside.
Huang Wuji's expression couldn't help but change, he looked at Pang Wanshan and said coldly: "This is the so-called secret record of supernatural powers!".
Pang Wanshan's expression did not change, his scattered hair seemed to have been combed in the car, his eyes showed a mocking smile and he said: "This young master, I am not lying to you, it is indeed this, those magical secret records are all
It’s a rumor. There’s something strange about this broken picture scroll, and I can’t figure it out, so I want to go to Jianghuai City and give it to you to be appraised by a Wuding Sage to see if it’s a treasure!”
Huang Wuji grabbed the worn scroll in his hand, and his spiritual power gently brushed the dusty surface of the scroll. He walked up to the Variety Flying Fox and asked: "Tell me, is it true that the person who asked you to rob the caravan is really
Do you want this thing?".
As he spoke, Huang Wuji placed the old scroll in front of the Variety Flying Fox. The Variety Flying Fox looked at the old scroll with confused eyes, and nodded slowly, explaining everything.
"It's really this thing!" Huang Wuji couldn't help but feel funny, he killed so many people, so many people died, and the final result was actually a worn-out scroll.
"Okay, today I am unlucky. Keep your word, Pang Wanshan, I will help you get out of Yelangyuan!" Huang Wuji said one sentence, Pang Wanshan's eyes flashed, and in the blink of an eye, they became sluggish and dim again. Other businessmen around him opened their eyes.
Keep your eyes open and want to know their future.
"As for the others!".
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