Chapter 1686: First thousand six hundred eighty six (1/2)

Chapter 1686 The first thousand six hundred and sixty-six chapters of the **** dead city

Ning Qi’s eyes changed slightly, and he took a step at a glance. “What is the store selling?”

Step by step, the wind looked at the shop, and there was a hint of disgust in his eyes.

“Predecessors, the monks here have a variety of disgusting hobbies. The shopkeepers in this store are doing a good job in catering to this group of monks, but the monks in this place are quite ordinary, those brains. All of them are from the one-year-old children of one to two years old. The shopkeeper controls at least thousands of Terran women, and they give birth to many children every year...”

Step by step and whisper.

”Predecessors, there have been many monks who passed through the city of the dead, they couldn't see the eye, they wanted to help those poor women. As a result, these monks were all without exception. All of them were missing in the city of the dead. They couldn't see anyone, and they couldn't see the dead!”

Step by step, the poems flashed with big eyes and looked at Ning Qi, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

In the shop, not only the care of the foreign monks, but also the care of the human race monks, when they eat, the expression is very enjoyable, as if to taste the delicious food.

Ning Qi’s thoughts swept through the entire city of the dead. In addition to the scene in front of him, there were basically all kinds of horrible things happening in the dead city. Those ordinary mortals who did not cultivate were in the city of the dead. In the eyes of the monks, like a pig, you want to kill and kill.

”It’s a city of the dead, this name is really not wrong, but there is a name that should be more suitable for this place... This place should be called **** on earth.”

Ning Qi faintly whispered, then lifted his foot and walked toward the shop, and the two brothers and sisters of Xiaofeng were slightly stunned, and a hint of hunch rose in their hearts.

There was a hint of hesitation in the eyes, and the step of the wind has not kept up. Step by step poetry has taken the lead in keeping up with Ning Qi.

”But it...”

Step by step, the wind smiled slightly and followed.

”This son, today's ‘child brain soup’ has been sold out, please come early tomorrow.”

The owner thought that Ning Qi was planning to try the fresh, and then smiled and smiled.

”These, but I am the brain of a child?”

Ning Qi looked at the owner, faintly pointing at the cleaned brains of the beggars.

The owner heard the words, his face changed slightly, and his eyes flashed a cold color. He looked at Ning Qi with a smile and smiled. He said, ”Who is my way? It turns out that this is a guy who doesn't open his eyes. Kid, you are the first. Come to the city of the dead once? I feel that these children’s brain soups are so devastating that I have to go for the heavens? Hahaha, don’t forget, here is the place! Today I am very compassionate, reminding you, come to the dead The city must guard the rules of the dead city. If you see the 'live roasting feast', you will know that this small business in this store is counted in the dead city?”

After a pause, he suddenly stepped forward to take a child brain soup in front of a monk. The monk showed a hint of anger on his face and looked at the owner and Ning Qi coldly.

Snapped!

The shopkeeper took Tong Tong Tang in front of Ning Qi and looked at Ning Qi with a cold mock: ”Come, drink it, you will keep the rules of the dead city, I will forgive you this time, otherwise, someone will To clean up your unruly monk, the dead king in the dead city, more than one?”

Speaking of this, the owner's mouth is slightly raised, and the look is ridiculous.

A monk in the Buldan territory dared to ridicule the three people of Ningqi. It is conceivable that the so-called rules of the dead city in his mouth made him full of confidence.

”This place should not exist.”

Ning Qi smirked, and the knives flashed past. The shopkeeper and the monk who was in the store who had a taste of sucking the brain soup, was instantly smashed into several sections. The owner did not die on the spot, and the broken head just rolled off. At the foot of Ning Qi, he looked at Ning Qi with anger and anger, and made a leaky embarrassment: ”You dare to kill me in the dead city! I am a native! Kill me, you can't escape!”