Chapter 1297 (1/2)
”Quick small short soft? You're afraid that it's the opposite. If you haven't tried, I don't blame you for saying that. But you realize that this is a typical stigma! ” In my tone, there is a strong dissatisfaction.
”Pooh, a shameless fellow.” The shame of the night maid.
”Anyway, don't be silly. As the saying goes, it's better to live than die. How can you say that you have hundreds of years of experience? Don't you understand that?” I can't help questioning.
”Motherfucker, I don't need you to point out!” Nightmares don't fight at all.
”OK, you can continue to reflect on it. It seems that this short period of thinking has not worked at all.” I don't pass on words without salt.
Then, I will ignore the nightmares, no matter how noisy she is, I still turn a deaf ear.
About half an hour later, we arrived at the underground black market.
Underground, in fact, is a magnificent building, but from the outside, there is no clue.
Under the leadership of master Chen, I entered into it freely. After walking for a while, I came face to face with a middle-aged man who was dressed in elegant clothes.
”Brother Chen, don't worry.”
”Ah ha, brother Zou, you are here too.” Master Chen has a smile on his face.
Soon, the middle-aged man's attention fell on me.
”I think this is your amateurish style, isn't it?” He offered to say hello to me.
”Yes, I didn't expect that brother Zou also knew him.” Master Chen was a little flattered.
His name is zouchengyun. He was in the same school as Chen muchun. However, he joined Xingxiu sect more than ten years ago. Now, he is a deacon in the sect, barely a senior level.
Although there is not much real power, as a person in the Wulin, his level is higher than that of master Chen. Even if master Chen has cultivated a brilliant talent, it cannot be compared with him.
”Of course I know. He's a famous person. He's afraid of all the famous families in the capital. Even the little children in Zhangjia dare to kill. He's really afraid of tigers.” Zoucheng Yun joked.
As soon as the words are said, they will change their taste. I'm afraid that the irony can be heard by three-year-old children.