Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1937
"...Old ghost Tianxin, how much success power do you have left in your divination?" The real dragon from Shenzhou suddenly asked sideways.

Tianxin in the [-]s said calmly: "It's not as good as when Tianxin and Tianyan were still there."

"Then you figured out that the ghost city is in trouble?" Long Xiruo frowned.

Tianxin said in the [-]th generation: "It's just speaking directly according to the hexagrams, and there is no way to know what kind of disaster it is. This time, the ghost city was safe and sound. In the final analysis, the cautious character of the Lord Xiao played a greater role... If the Lord Xiao is not a One thing, the result may have been different."

The real dragon of Shenzhou pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "Do you know why I came to see you?"

Tianxin in the [-]s smiled and said: "It's not because of the past. People in the world look for this old man just for things... There is a lottery here. If Master Long thinks it through clearly, he will shake out the lottery." bring it on."

Tianxin waved his hand in the [-]s, and a wooden tube full of signatures appeared on the stone table in the gazebo, "It's not necessarily accurate, it should be used as a reference, and Lord Long doesn't have to worry about it."

She watched the stick in front of her stay still, and stretched out her hand after a while... But when she was about to grab the stick, she suddenly withdrew her hand: "Forget it, I don't want to hurt you."

Tian Xin smiled and said, "It is said that leaking the secrets will not lead to a good death. My old man, I have no good death. I have turned into a wandering ghost, lingering on my last breath, and I can only be like this in the future. It won't be worse... At worst, I will die. That's all. The commoner road is gone, and it's useless for me to stay here, old man."

The real dragon of Shenzhou frowned, "Your disciple Qingxiazi is still wandering outside."

In the [-]th generation, Tianxin said: "After the Taishan incident, Qingxiazi has nothing to do with the commoner. Even if Tianxin and Tianyan are on Qingxiazi, it has nothing to do with the old man... The mission of the commoner has ended. The princess of Xuanyuan Palace His Highness has already spoken that there should be no more commoner dao in this world. If so, then let the commoner dao come to a real end in the hands of the old man."

"You..." The real dragon of Shenzhou was startled.

"Let me, old man, take up the last divination for Lord Longjun."

As he said that, Tianxin of the [-]th generation waved his hand, and the signatures on the stick were shot out instantly, and they were lined up one by one, instantly entangled Long Xiruo.

"You keep this hexagram!" Long Xiruo frowned, and swept away the signatures with a clap of hands.

Unexpectedly, the eyes of Tianxin in the [-]th generation suddenly revealed a bright light, and he reached out and grabbed one of the scattered signatures, and said loudly: "Thank you, Lord Long, for giving the signature!"

"Old ghost Tianxin, you!!" Long Xiruo was shocked instantly.

"Please listen to the signature!" At this time, Tianxin of the [-]th generation held up the signature in his hand with both hands, held it high above his head, and said loudly: "Sixty-nine lottery, winning the lottery! Score twice!"

"Don't read it!" The golden light flashed on the real dragon of Shenzhou in an instant.

However, this powerful golden light has not yet been released, and the Tianxin of the [-]th generation has collapsed in an instant, leaving only his voice.

"The poem said: There are always plums on the mountain in winter, and the leaves will fall and the branches will wither until they are not destroyed. But when the spring comes in a hurry, I will still be the oiran... Wait for the spring to come, and the beauty will be in it. The plum blossoms twice, Mr. Long, remember, Remember! Old man... go too!"

In an instant, the small bamboo forest in Wangui Pagoda turned into a thick white mist.

After the white mist was completely dispelled by the power of the real dragon, there was chaos and darkness in front of her eyes. Long Xiruo let out a breath slowly, and saw a sign on her head slowly falling, and finally fell into her hands.

"Why bother?"

She smiled wryly.

Although the matter of Taishan has passed, and although Qingxiazi bears the guilt of Lai Caisheng's departure...but the [-]th generation Tianxin finally chose to stop the fault of this sect again.

"Decades ago, you also traded your own death for Qingxiazi's survival, and it's the same now that you have lost your soul and soul!" The real dragon in Shenzhou cursed bitterly: "Qingxiazi is your illegitimate child! ghost!"

In the emptiness and chaos, there was no response... The Tianxin of the [-]th generation, after the last hexagram, had indeed disappeared in front of her.

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In the main meeting hall of the City Lord's Mansion in the ghost city, a golden light flashed, and the real dragon of Shenzhou appeared in front of Xiao Shengmo and the others again.

Naturally, the changes in the Tower of Ten Thousand Ghosts cannot escape Xiao Shengmo's induction... The City Master of Ghost City had a serious expression at this moment, and asked tentatively: "Lord Longjun, Mr. Tianxin..."

"From now on, there will be no commoner dao in this world." Long Xiruo said expressionlessly, "Qingxiazi is no longer the successor of the commoner dao, and he has nothing to do with the commoner dao... If Qingxiazi If you do anything that endangers Shenzhou, you will be killed."

"This..." Taoist Baijie frowned...then fell silent.

This seems to be the most severe punishment, and if he commits another crime, he will be killed without hesitation.
"Tomorrow's extraordinary meeting will be held." The real dragon of Shenzhou said indifferently: "It's nothing, you Daoists can attend on time. Xiao Shengmo, it's up to you whether you go or not... It's getting late, I won't stay in the ghost city .”

Saying that, the real dragon of Shenzhou directly turned into a stream of light, and fled away in the night sky like a shooting star, disappearing in an instant.

……

"City Master Xiao...what happened in the Tower of Thousand Ghosts?" Taoist Baijie asked in silence.

Xiao Shengmo smiled bitterly: "I respect Mr. Tianxin very much. I promised Mr. Tianxin that I would never spy on him in the Tower of Myriad Ghosts... Daoist, forgive me for not being able to answer your questions."

"...Forget it." Baijie Taoist shook his head, thought for a while and said, "Anyway, since it is the order of Lord Long, I will naturally warn and restrain the people in the Taoist sect as much as possible... As for the monster race, I'm afraid There's nothing I can do."

The ghost town actually belongs to the Monster Race Association... However, because of the special nature of the ghost town, the ghost town was not affected at all by the Calamity of Mount Tai.

Strictly speaking, the ghost city not only has no enmity with the commoner, but also received the favor of the commoner because Tianxin took the initiative to guide the feng shui layout of the ghost city in the [-]s.

"Naturally, the ghost clan will not embarrass Mr. Tianxin's last disciple."

"If that's the case, I'll be one step ahead." Taoist Baijie cupped his hands and said, "City Master Xiao would like to attend tomorrow's meeting?"

Xiao Sheng waved his hand silently and said: "This is a matter of the world. In the underworld of this three-inch land, regardless of the affairs of the yang world, the Taoist priest walks slowly. Regarding the attack on the gate of the ghost this time, the city owner will find out for himself. , Daoist, please deal with the matter of the meeting first, don't worry."

"I'll wait!"

……

Flowing for thousands of miles.

Thousands of miles away, above the night sky of the land of Shenzhou, there are many stars, and the true dragon of Shenzhou stops alone above the clouds and blows the wind.

Slightly cool.

"Scoring twice, scoring twice... What kind of broken signature? Do...do it twice?" The real dragon of Shenzhou was thinking at this moment: "Anyway, you should make it clear... Tianxin old ghost! "

Pooh!Bad sign!
fall!
The real dragon from Shenzhou shook his head, remembering the ray of sword energy from Xuanyuan in Kyushu before going out, so he planned to go to Xuanyuan Palace before going home to ask about Gongsun Shiyu.

Before leaving, the real dragon of Shenzhou swooped down, picked up the dropped signature, and then turned around and turned it into a ray of light, throwing it towards the East China Sea in the land of Shenzhou.

……

"Sir, has something happened?"

In the endless desert, in the dusty army camp, a man with white hair and eyes closed suddenly turned to the side of the sky.

The white-haired man with his eyes closed suddenly stood up.

They saw his eyes that had never been opened all this time, and at this moment, two lines of tears actually flowed down.

Then the man knelt down directly towards the east, kneeling on the ground, and kowtowed heavily.

The people in the camp looked at this gentleman in amazement... They regarded this gentleman as a god-man, because he could always predict the future.

"Tonight, I won't be on my way for the time being." The man straightened up at this moment, "I want to keep watch."

They didn't know why this man of God kept vigil, and why he kept vigil... But since the man of God said so, they did so.

This gentleman is always right.

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Because of the city's curfew, there were fewer pedestrians on the street at dusk.

On the somewhat deserted streets, Mr. Jin walked through the old streets aimlessly.

Along the way, Mr. Jin beat up a few groups of spirited guys who gathered to worship the supernatural, dressed up like monsters and danced with cement on the ground...but that was all, nothing special.

he feels.

It's almost time to go back... Mr. King thought.

But before going out, she promised Beibei that she would buy ice cream pudding and go back... Luckily, there was a shop that needed it on the way back.

By the way, Mr. Jin bought enough food for everyone for several days.

When passing by an alley, Mr. Jin walked in subconsciously—perhaps, he planned to give the spirited boys one last meal before going back.

What disappointed Mr. Jin was that the spirited guy obviously couldn't wake up during the embarrassing time when the curfew was approaching.In the empty alley, there is only a dog lying weakly in the corner.

The Chinese Pastoral Dog is right.

Mr. Jin walked up to the pastoral dog... The pastoral dog didn't even look at him, and just lay there listlessly.

"Where's your master?" Mr. Jin squatted down.

He saw the rope around the neck of the pastoral dog, which meant that the pastoral dog should be raised by someone... However, the pastoral dog still ignored Mr. Jin's question.

"Are you waiting for your master?" Mr. Jin smiled.

This seems to be his first smile since he went out... Mr. Jin even took out a piece of bread from the shopping bag, broke it and put it in front of the pastoral dog.

"Are you abandoned?" Mr. Jin asked suddenly.

However, the pastoral dog was still looking weak at this time... slowly got up, and then staggered into the depths of the alley - not to eat.

"It's quite spiritual, it must be a monster." Mr. Jin said suddenly.

The pastoral dog didn't seem to hear it, and found a more secluded place in the depths of the alley, curled up... like a lonely and autistic patient.

Mr. Jin frowned, and when he was about to take some action, his eyes suddenly froze.

Mr. Jin stood up instantly.

Outside the alley, at some point, a figure appeared...as if to meet him, this figure just watched in so quietly.

Mr. Jin got up slowly, walked to the exit of the alley, and met the other party, "It should not be the agreed time yet... What do you want from me?"

While speaking, Mr. Jin also looked at the figure in front of him.In front of him was a face that seemed to never smile... For Mr. Jin, the other party was even very young.

In addition, one of the palms of this young man was broken, and he is currently wearing a silver prosthetic hand.

Gongsun Zhishui.

This is the one thing Mr. Jin knows best about this young man—his young man's name. Apart from this, everything about the other party seems to be a cloud of fog to Mr. Jin.

"I'll come to see you and bring you something by the way."

Saying that, young man...Gongsun Zhishui threw a small bottle at Mr. Jin.

He took it, held the small bottle in his palm, and shook it gently a few times... The sound of the pills inside hitting the bottle meant that there were not many pills.

Mr. Jin was silent for a moment before he said calmly, "I still have more."

"It's not enough for you." Gongsun Zhishui said calmly, "According to the amount you should take...and the extra amount you take."

Mr. Jin didn't say anything, he just put the bottle away silently, and then said calmly, "Is there anything else."

"No more." Gongsun Zhishui said calmly, then nodded, "Good night."

He turned away.

Mr. Jin just watched the mysterious Gongsun Zhishui disappear into the deserted street—as if this mysterious young man suddenly appeared in front of him that day.

——Do you want revenge...for those extraordinary who took everything away from you.

miss you.

He didn't hesitate then...and he doesn't now.

Mr. Jin took a deep breath, and his forehead seemed to start to ache again... As if he remembered something, he suddenly looked into the depths of the alley, and then walked in again.

When he came to the listless pastoral dog, he stretched out his hand and picked up the leash of the pastoral dog, "Whether you understand or not, since you are desperate for this world, follow me, at least you can talk eat."

——It’s not that I’m desperate for this world.

- I just don't want to see people.

--never mind……

The pastoral dog stood up slowly - now it was just a dog, a dog, a dog.

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After leaving Mr. Luo's house and obtaining a small pill of unknown use, it simply took a taxi from the Witch Institute of the World Academy and ran out of the city.

The so-called clue is only a pill that does not know its purpose or origin... It is time to actively exert your subjective initiative and create conditions for yourself!

Let the pill speak for itself!
It sounds unbelievable, but for the great teacher of Star Creation who possesses the star creation technique, everything can be tied together... and can bestow life, it is nothing more than a trivial matter.

"This is simply a sub-question!"

The car stopped at a place where he could feel that the power could be used, and Nan Xiaonan immediately ran to a deserted tree and squatted down.

Rubbing his fingers, he skillfully portrayed Xingchuang's technique, endowing the pill with life.

"Speaking of... didn't I make a kitchen knife in Valli's castle?"

When the life of the pill was being born, Nan Xiaonan couldn't help but think of the last Xingchuang.

then.

"I am a pill! A pill that can't get feelings! Daqing pill!"

Little life was born.

(End of this chapter)