Chapter 1949

Zeng Bi's ruthless ridicule immediately made Huang Zhen's heart full of killing intention.

His five fingers suddenly grip, burst out a loud roar, as if it was an explosion of steel, all of a sudden, is about to sell in this trading industry.

But right here, a low sound came into his ear.

"Zhen Shao, calm down. Don't delay the important business."

The voice of the person's identity is unusual, the strength is more in their own, so the earthquake had to stop.

But because of this, his anger seemed to add fuel to the fire, which almost made his eyes crack.

Take a deep breath, force oneself to calm down, Huang Zhen gnash his teeth to spread a voice to return to a way: "these three women are obviously amusing me, how do you let me calm down!"

The owner of the voice had obviously thought about his words, and immediately said, "little earthquake, this is tianyazong's territory."

"What about Tianya sect?" With this sentence, Huang Zhen immediately found that he was really a little big, so he quickly changed his words and said: "Tianya sect can't manage the conflicts of friars in a city!"

"Zhen Shao, at least one of the three women is a disciple of Tianya sect."

Hearing this sentence, Huang Zhen's eyes immediately solidified.

If that's the case, there will be some trouble.

In Tianya sect's sphere of influence, if you get into trouble with Tianya sect's disciples, you will never be able to do well.

If you're not lucky, this disciple will join the crape myrtle sect

Crape myrtle's reputation is now well-known in the prime minister shangguo and several neighboring shangguo.

At that time, I'm afraid the deserted buildings will suffer great losses because of the earthquake.

As soon as I read this, Huang Zhen's teeth rattled, and finally a sentence popped out of his teeth: "I hope you're right."

With that, he snorted heavily, turned around and left.

"Did I let you go?"

A faint female voice came from behind, which made Huang Zhen's step a meal.

His armor, because of his strong intention to kill, burst out loud and roaring, as if thousands of soldiers were fighting.

A terrible blood gas, as if it was a blood dragon, roaring and killing, the tiger was in the position of the dragon.

The defensive array of this floor of the trading bank was immediately stimulated.

"You, say, what?"

When every word jumps out of the mouth of the earthquake, it is like a mountain. It falls from the sky and makes people breathless, and the soul seems to be crushed.

The floor is shaking, and the array light film is shaking madly.

The friars in the trading house were full of panic and fled one after another.

As for the monks kept by the trading house, no one dares to come forward at this time, for fear that the other party will kill himself first to vent his anger.

It was Lin miaoran who had just made a sound to stop Huang Zhen.

At this time, seeing the momentum of Huang Zhen, he rolled down directly towards Lin miaoran. Zhuang die stepped forward and stood in front of Lin miaoran with a light look: "dare you speak a little louder?"

As she spoke, the white light behind her burst out.

These white light, showing a sacred, holy taste, such as pieces of snow lotus, but also like the mud and not dyed lotus, suddenly, around the blood gas, like being washed, gradually quiet down.

Huang Zhen's eyes were immediately locked on Zhuang die.

He could clearly see that the nun's state of mind was just over heaven. Compared with herself, it was just like heaven and earth.

But the other side has a lot of treasure.

A "low rank monk" dares to oppress himself with treasures.

Huang Zhen's five fingers suddenly spread out, making a series of crackling sounds. In the palm of his hand, it was as if hundreds of volcanoes had erupted together, and he was about to send out endless killing moves towards Zhuang die.

At this time, a figure suddenly stepped out of his side.

In silence, Huang Zhen's palm was pushed back by this man.

And this person also took this step to stand in front of Huang Zhen and face Zhuang die.

This thin man looks very elegant and white. He is like a master and counselor who gives advice in the secular world.

His figure, compared with the burly Huang Zhen, is thin and small.

But at the moment, he stood in front of the earthquake, people suddenly ignored the existence of the earthquake!

Be stopped by this person behind, the fine awn explodes in Huang Zhen's eyes.

But in the end, he relaxed his hand and stopped talking.

After Huang Zhen calmed down, the thin man arched his hand to Zhuang die and others with a smile: "my young master practices Kung Fu. Recently, his blood is surging and his heart is invaded by demons, so he's a little grumpy.

This time I came to the trading house, I hope to buy some natural materials and local treasures, go back to refine pills and take care of my body.

If you have offended me before, please don't blame me.

This is a small gift. Please forgive me

With that, the thin man's palms were open, shining, holding a storage bag, flying around, hovering in front of every friar.

Many of the friars around know the name of Huanggu building.

The other party can not attack here, it makes people feel very lucky, did not expect to be able to get compensation.

All of a sudden, a group of people took over the storage bag, repeatedly said that it doesn't matter, less attention to their own body, don't overwork and so on.

Only Lin miaoran did not look at the storage bag in front of him.

In the eyes of Huang Zhen, there was a flash of anger.

The thin man put his hand behind his back, motionless, made a gesture to him, and then did not take back the three storage bags. He said with a smile to Lin miaoran: "I hope we won't meet again. Goodbye."

After that, a roll of long sleeves.

A shaking force suddenly appeared.

In the sound of shock and cold breath, the thin man tore a void crack in front of the public.

When Huang Zhen and others walked into the void crack, he nodded to Lin miaoran and others with a smile, and he also retreated.

The cracks in time and space disappear immediately.

For a moment, the scene was so quiet that the needle could be heard.

"It's definitely not ZiFuJing!" When Zeng Bi spoke, he took a step. In a twinkling of an eye, he stepped to the position where the void crack had just appeared, and raised his hand to strike out the aura.

These auras vibrate in midair, forming wonderful waves.

After observing these waves carefully for a long time, Zeng Bi turned to look at Lin miaoran and Zhuang die: "although my realm is far inferior to him, I can be sure that this man is not Zifu. He used some magic power and magic weapon to tear the void."

With that, Zeng Bi shook her head and sighed: "it's just a pity that the three of us can't keep them. Otherwise, we can give Shen Qing a breath."

Lin miaoran put away the lingxiyu she was playing with, and put a smile on her lips: "we had already let him suffer a small loss when we were auctioning. Next, we'll leave the right person to do the right thing."

Hearing this, Zeng Bi and Zhuang die's eyes suddenly brightened.