Fox Fairy Little Matchmaker: Tu Shan owes me a million dollars

"If not, then I'll be leaving~" Wang Quanzui turned around and looked back, making a gesture to leave.

"Don't, don't, don't, junior sister—" the huge stone statue shouted hastily.

It's just that before he finished speaking, there was a sudden change in space on the right side, and a figure appeared out of thin air, and he punched decisively, directly knocking down the huge stone statue to the ground.

"Deng Qiyue, what are you doing?"

The person who came was wearing an orange Taoist robe, holding a black long sword, and wearing a black and white painted face mask with three black sword marks engraved in the middle!

The whole person is as straight as a pine, holding the sword to the right, and the murderous aura on his body is natural.

This person is Zhang Zheng, the black sword. The Zhang family sword is also known as the second sword in the world. Its sword spirit is more fierce than the King Quan sword!
"As the contact person this time, what are you talking about so much nonsense? Do you know that you will expose the organization..."

Looking at the stone statue, Zhang Zheng reprimanded him righteously.

In the next second, the stone statue turned into a boy.

He was wearing a lavender robe, his hair was loose, and he was wearing a mask with a pattern of yin and yang.

Born in Deng's family, he is better than blue, not only can use petrification to petrify the enemy, but also can use it to petrify the enemy's magic weapon...

At this moment, facing Zhang Zheng's questioning, Deng Qiyue explained hesitantly:

"It's not—Junior Sister, she deliberately—made things difficult for me..."

Wang Quan was drunk when he heard the words, with his hands on his hips, his expression was displeased, and he said: "You are so bad, Deng Qiyue, it's obviously your own problem, okay, you still want to blame me."

"Also, don't call me Junior Sister, please call me the beautiful Fantasy Swordsman!"

Er, Wang Quanzui put on a youthful look, and continued to add:

"This is a nickname I just thought of, so you must remember it!"

At this moment, a highly recognizable voice came from the ceiling:

"Zhang Zheng is right. The role of the contact person is to identify the identity of the visitor and protect the organization from being exposed."

"If you can't match the code, Deng Qiyue, don't you know how to use hypnotism to make him forget his memory..."

At the same time, spatial fluctuations appeared in the position of the ceiling, and six figures were revealed from the blue-white light circle.

They were all wearing masks, and two of them were actually two brothers, Li Quzhuo and Li Zizai, who had traveled to the south before.

As for the person who spoke just now, the embroidered robe was lined with a blue front, and the silver hair looked free and elegant, and the sky eyes on the forehead were strange purple pupils, as if they could absorb the soul of a person.

I saw him with his hands behind his back, the brocade robe was windless and automatic, exuding a high-spirited and refined scholarly spirit from the inside out!

And he is Yang Yitan, the god of three senses, born with divine eyes and heavenly eyes, who can see the movement of the enemy's energy veins and predict the enemy's opportunities.

What's even more frightening is that Yang Yitan can directly copy other people's martial arts and moves through his eyes!

He once used the Wen family's housekeeping skill - the Nine Heavens Puhua Shenlei, to defeat the eldest son Wen who was once known as the No. 1 of the younger generation of the Taoist sect.

It can be said that the real prestige of the mask group has been given out...

"Okay, Senior Brother Yang Yitan, Junior Sister has been endowed with an extraordinary spirit since she was a child, and her hypnosis technique can be said to be the best among us. Letting him hypnotize Junior Sister is really embarrassing for him."

One of the only two women among the nine spoke for Deng Qiyue.

This woman's turquoise skirt is added to her body, which looks elegant and noble. She has a pair of water-cut autumn pupils, willow-leaf thrushes, and a light veil brushing her face, giving people a mysterious and hazy beauty!

She is Fairy Miaoyu——Qing Mu Yuan.

It is said that with the help of the most precious eight treasures, Yu Ruyi, she built an absolute domain within three feet of herself, and outside the three feet, people come and fall, and treasures come and drop treasures, which is extremely powerful...

However, when Qing Muyuan looked at Yang Yitan, suddenly her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she asked in surprise:
"Hey, senior brother Yang Yitan, your cultivation level is a bit wrong, why do you look three points weaker than senior brother Li Zizai now?"

"When we met last time, your cultivation was second only to the boss..."

After being reminded by Qing Muyuan, everyone focused their attention on Yang Yitan, and they all discovered the clue in an instant.

You know, their mask group planned to go outside the circle before, in addition to uncovering the mask of this world, there is another reason--

Yang Yitan has encountered a bottleneck and needs to seek a breakthrough in the outside world!

In addition, in terms of mana strength alone, Yang Yitan is only slightly inferior to King Quan Hegemony, but the gap is not that big.

Of course, the fighting power and attacking methods of the two are another matter. After all, Wang Quan Sword is the best sword in the world!
But now?Yang Yitan's cultivation has regressed a lot...

In the next second, Yang Yitan gritted his teeth and said:

"It's not that nasty little monk!"

"No, it should be that cunning demon monk..."

"Huh? Brother Yang Yitan, you also met that little monk who set up a stall?" At this time, Wang Quan's drunken eyes lit up, and he asked curiously.

"Yes, I just took a bamboo stick, and as a result, half of the mana in my body disappeared inexplicably, and even the realm fell..." Yang Yitan seemed puzzled and annoyed.

Wang Quanzui held a different opinion and questioned:

"However, why do I think that little monk is a good person?"

"Look at my Yuxia neon clothes, Yuehua Amber Bracelet and Emperor Jadeite Jade Bracelet. They are all genuine products I got from a young monk. It only cost me ten taels of silver..."

"They are indeed genuine products, but junior sister, are you sure you got these things for only ten taels of silver? If I read correctly, the 50th anniversary limited edition of the Yuxia neon clothes in your hand is at least of good value." Thousands of taels of silver! It’s still the kind that has a price but no market. At first, I asked the housekeeper to go to Tiansang Pavilion several times, but I couldn’t buy it..." Qing Muyuan stretched out her hand to feel the texture and touch of Yuxia's fairy clothes.

Afterwards, the God of Mu, who was dressed in golden scale armor and wearing a lion headgear, answered the words:
"I think Senior Brother Yang Yitan, you may have misunderstood him. There may be other reasons for your mana disappearing."

"Look at my pair of knuckles made of nine-day meteorite iron. Its grade is close to the top-grade magic weapon, but I got it from the little monk by spending only a few dozen taels of silver..."

As soon as Mu Shen finished speaking, Ji Wuji, who had a green Saiyan hairstyle, a beak mask, and a taupe robe, echoed:

"Yeah, I also think Senior Brother Yang Yitan, did you misunderstand him?"

"I only spent 100 taels of silver, and I got a copy of the "Nine Heavens of the Thunder", which has been lost for hundreds of years. Although it is a fragment, it is of great benefit to me..."

Yang Yitan: ...

NMM, I dare to say that you have all benefited, and I am the only one who has been taken advantage of...

However, seeing this situation, Yang Yitan continued to explain:

"I drew lots because I made a bet with the little monk that I would not be transferred to the "Thank you for your patronage" area, but I lost, so..."

"But the problem is, after I drew lots, I felt that something was wrong, so I used my eyes to find out: the little monk secretly used the magnetic mother crystal to control the direction of the turntable pointer!"

"If it wasn't for the other party's deliberate design, how could they make such a bet and lose [-]% of my mana..."

Hearing this, everyone reacted differently, among which Wang Quanzui behaved the most abnormally. She who used to be lively and playful was surprisingly honest and quiet at the moment.

The reason is very simple, because it seems that the magnetic mother sky crystal was sent by her...