MTL - Plundering the Heavens-Chapter 13 Robbery

After this small twist, the exchange between the people continues.

Everyone has been careful, the exchange is very smooth, and gradually, the atmosphere is warm, and some people who are watching are unable to hold back and start to exchange.

When everyone exchanged it, the party stood up and said: "The younger brother also has one thing to exchange, but the price, one hundred and fifty stone, one less is not changed, hey, actually, one Hundred and fifty Lingshi, I have lost, after all, this thing, but before I entered the gate, I asked my daddy to spend 30,000 gold to buy..."

His opening immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The previous young man, who took out the mid-level flying sword worth a hundred pieces of Lingshi, was so shocking, not to mention the price of one hundred and fifty pieces at this time? Moreover, he also said that it is a loss to change only one hundred and fifty pieces. So, who does not want to hurry up and take a trip? Especially the big mouse, the eyes are smashed into a seam, and quickly leaned over.

"What is the instrument, can it be worth 30,000 gold? Come out and take it out?"

Fangdao: "This brother, see you are also a sneak peek, I am asking you to identify it, to see if this thing is worth three hundred pieces of stone, or you can add a little more..."

Speaking of the palm of the hand, revealing a singularly handsome smoke pot, slightly radiating aura under the moonlight.

"what?"

The big mouse has a glimpse of it. I feel that this is indeed a spiritual device. I just feel that something is wrong. It seems that it is worth not more than 30,000 gold. But he listened to the confidence of the party and said that he could not confirm it, so he went closer. Look.

The people next to them all had the same idea, and they came close to seeing their heads together.

"It is indeed a musical instrument, but it seems that it can't be worth three thousand two gold. Is this brother deceived?"

"Hey, the brothers don't deliberately ask for a price, want to ask us to pay a high price?"

"Not necessarily, this brother, is there any extraordinary thing about this instrument, can you let me wait?"

Everyone is whispering, and some people want to see the display of this instrument.

"Of course, hey, I said that this instrument is not worth 30,000 gold. I don't want to say you, my eyes are really bad. Today I will rush you, let you see and see, what? Called the real implement!" Fang Fang pretend, the palm spread out, pressed over the hookah, whispered: "The eyes are wide open, this instrument is in the subtle, not careful look can not be ..."

Listening to him saying this, everyone can't help but get closer.

"The spirits of the heavens and the spirits, the pottery of the three thousand two gold, show the spirit!"

Fang Xing saw everyone's distance is almost the same, they whispered, and a palm hit the top of the smoker.

"laugh……"

Suddenly, a smoke flew out of the smoker.

The smog was light blue, and after smelling into the nose, it only felt sweet and invading the brain.

Several clever disciples close to the smoker immediately stunned and fainted on the ground.

The two smart ones are also shocked by the body. They want to struggle, but they feel that they are weak and slowly fall down.

And the rat is fine, the highest is repaired, and the resistance is the strongest. After feeling wrong, he will immediately pull away, but he is closest to the smoker, and when he releases the poisonous smoke, he directly faces his nostrils. After squirting, seeing him retreat, he followed a sudden jump and chased him toward him. The smoker was always in front of him and slammed into his face.

"you……"

The big mouse has a small eye and a rounded eye. He points to the side and wants to scream, but when he is dizzy, his body slowly falls down.

However, the expression on his face at this time is obviously very unwilling.

He is always careful. After this time, he has been guarding the guys who seem to be the young disciples of Qingyun. But in any case, they never imagined that a disciple who had just entered Xianmen would be so daring. Dare to make such things.

Inadvertently, in the trap, I can only admit myself.

"What's special, almost beaten Laozi failed!"

Fang Xingyu smashed a foot on him, and stepped on a little bit of meat to grind it up. He found that the big mouse had no reaction, so he let go of his heart. He could bear this pain and react to no one. It seems that he is really faint.

It’s not bad for the four uncles to give themselves this cigarette pot, but they are also risking. Fang Fang knows that although this smoke is extraordinary, the higher the opponent’s repair, the stronger the resistance. There is one bigger than this, but after the squirting toward Xiao Jianming and the underlying iron eagle, the other party just shook and swayed and twisted him into two halves.

It can be seen that this smoke is at least completely ineffective for the true disciples who are more than seven times more intelligent.

Du Fang dared to do this vote. He also tested it before himself. He released a little smoke to himself and immediately fell asleep for a day and night. Based on this, he decided to use it to do a vote. It is possible.

"What happened?"

Not far away, some people whispered and asked, and they knew what it was. The two guards heard the movement.

Fang Xing was slightly shocked and thought that he had forgotten the two guys at the door.

"Fuck, don't grab it, I don't want to change the baby, I can't do it? It's all gone, I am gone!"

When the eyeballs turned, they suddenly shouted loudly, and the sound of the sound stunned a group of flying birds.

The two guards were shocked and hurriedly rushed in to look at it. The face was hitting a figure, but the man was seen, and a small cigarette pot in his hand was going to fly out. The two guards subconsciously reached out. Then, I saw that the figure of the person turned in the air, and the palm of the hand pressed on the smoker. Immediately, a blue smoke was sprayed out, and it was sprayed on one of the faces.

"you……"

The guard was slightly surprised and had not responded. He felt a strong sweet smell in his mouth and nose, and his body was soft.

"What do you want to do?"

The other guard was shocked. He only smelled a little. Although he felt dizzy, he still didn't faint.

The party smiled coldly and said: "Do this!"

I pulled out the knife and smashed it toward him.

The guard was taken aback and hurried to flash to the side, reaching out to take his own instrument in his arms.

But after all, he also had a little smoke, the reaction was a bit slow, the action of the picker was a little slower, and after a blow, the square had jumped up and kicked back and kicked him in his chest. He turned over to the ground.

At this time, the guard finally had the opportunity to take out his flying sword and resist the stun of the mind. He had to lock the square and sacrifice the flying sword. At this moment, the square suddenly took out. One thing, a raise to him.

"Hey..."

A silver light flew, and the guards who were hitting the dust were flying around, and there was a horrible sound.

"This stuff can be badly nailed to the body. If you don't want to die, throw the flying sword aside..."

The sound of the square line rang coldly, but in his hand, he held an iron tube, and the silver light was shot from the inside.

The guard was shocked and turned to look at it, but saw the silver on the side of the floor. Most of the silver needles were inserted into the ground. There were even a few shots on the trees nearby. Showing a little head and tail.

This makes his heart cold, such a terrible silver needle, if it is hit on the body...

"Since you are looking for death yourself, you must blame me..."

The party suddenly cried, and the iron in his hand was raised.

"No, I throw away the flying sword..."

The guard was only an ordinary foreign disciple. Just after entering the gate, he was still dreaming of a fairy god. How could he give up his life at this moment, immediately shouted and threw the flying sword to the side.

"Hey, count you!"

Fang Xing sneered, stuffed the iron into his arms, strode forward, and squatted on the guard's face.

The guards swayed and slowly fell down. Suddenly they were lifted up again and cried. "What are you doing?"

"Fuck, why are you still not dizzy?"

The party was also a bit embarrassed, so he had to hold a cigarette pot and spray it on his face. This was done, and the guard fell down and didn’t wake up again.

"Hey, this is a big harvest, a bunch of fat sheep..."

A round of music, the two guards were also dragged to the middle of the valley, and then began to collect their own spoils.

First, the storage ring on the hand of the young man who seems to be a big family has faded, and he has begun to search for Lingshi in everyone.

When he had traded with each other, he had already recorded what was in these people, and he was familiar with it at this time.

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