Chapter 810： White face and red face

"Didn't that day suddenly become lively?" Zhu Minglang didn't know this, and said casually.

Yang Bing glanced at Zhu Minglang and snorted coldly: "You guy has offended so many people in Longmen. I advise you not to be too public. If you don't recognize it, if you are recognized by some enemies, then you have a good life. It's over."

"It's okay, it's okay. The people I offended were all killed by me. They are probably still re-cultivating with their tails in a small place. After all, like you are a minority." Zhu Minglang said.

Yangbing didn't bother to speak any more.

However, people like him who died in the dragon gate were not very harmful to their cultivation. They were indeed a minority. I heard that those star gods had rare things in their hands to protect their wandering bodies, and I didn't know whether they were true or false.

"Which godsend is going to be unearthed?" Qin asked yesterday.

"I don't know the specifics." Yang Bing shook his head.

"Hey, that thing is still a bit far away for us. After all, the righteous gods of other gods are not weaker than our Tianshu... Our focus should still be on finding the godslayer."

"This matter, you all have your own abilities, anyway, I'm not interested in Yang Bing." Yang Bing said.

"I'm not interested either, I still have to think about how to deal with those insurgents." Zhu Minglang said.

"I'm not interested either." The female dream teacher said.

……

brought the female dream master Shao Qing Chi, and Zhu Minglang’s first target was actually the Palace Master of the Hidden Dragon Palace who voluntarily ran up to show her courtesy.

When he first went up the mountain, Zhu Minglang saw the scene of Loulong Palace, which was dilapidated and indistinguishable from an abandoned land.

And the master Fan Guangzhong sat alone on the stone steps, looking at the falling sunset, his whole person looked like a crazy old man, even though he was still sober.

A generation of sect masters, fell into such a state, before dying, there was not even a person to die...

There are some things that don’t need to be too complicated. Just by looking at this, you can roughly know that no one who walked out of Lou Longzong really cares about Lou Longzong. They treat this old sect master very indifferently...

Just like a business man, no matter how furious he is outside, the house where the old mother lives is still like a pigsty. He is unwilling to spend a penny or visit and take care of him. This can only show that the businessman has a serious character. problem.

Zhu Minglang did not believe in those words of Wei Jian, the lord of the Hidden Dragon Palace, so the first person Zhu Minglang focused on was not the **** Zhong Xian, but Wei Jian!

"What do you need to enter his dream?" Zhu Minglang asked the female dream teacher.

"One strand of his hair is enough, but if we need to obtain valuable information, we have to make many special dream primers. For example, if you want to know where his valuables are hidden, then you have to find them first. A divine orb he holds must at least know what it looks like. I intentionally or unconsciously put this divine orb into a place where his dreams can be seen. This will guide him to dream about the treasure house." Female Dream Master Explained to Zhu Minglang very seriously.

"I understand roughly, that is to find some objects that let him expand the association, so that his dream will develop in the direction we want." Zhu Minglang nodded.

"Yes, if you let him have a nightmare, you have to know what he fears the most." said the female dreamer.

"Okay, I'll go and chat with him first, a strand of hair, a dream guide, what to fear, what to care about, these key information must be set out first, right?" Zhu Minglang said.

……

Zhu Minglang made an appointment with Jian, the guardian of the Hidden Dragon Palace.

Wei Jian readily agreed, and personally ordered a restaurant that is the most expensive in God's capital, to be respected.

At night, the lights are dim, and the splendid colored buildings of the gods are indeed magnificent and colorful at night, giving people an amazing feeling of a fairy city picture scroll.

Zhu Minglang arrived at the Jiuxianlou as scheduled. Wei Jian sat in the chic elegant room by the window. Several pots of delicate plum blossoms were spreading out their soft branches, like the slender jade arms of a woman, which only matched Wei Jian’s face. Together, it seems extremely ordinary.

"Little Master, please take a seat. I think Little Master is not a layman, so I didn't invite some outsiders to accompany me. Today, let's talk about the wine!" Wei Jian said.

In the restaurant, if there are only two men sitting and drinking, either they are talking about important matters, or they are vomiting their own mother-in-law...

The two of them belong to the former.

Wei Jian obviously wants to know what Fan Guangzhong left behind before his death.

And Zhu Minglang also wants to know what Wei Jian knows here.

"Hahaha, I'm not afraid of the little uncle's jokes. I haven't forgotten that Master took a whip to beat those of us who are not good at cultivating. In fact, at that time, we were also people outside. As long as Master saw us neglecting, Seeing that we were drinking and making friends, we just used the dragon whip without talking about affection. Once I went to the sect to buy some dragon soul orbs, and had a meal with the daughter of the merchant, but when I returned, I was beaten by the master. People have **** desires. Master just doesn’t understand this. He thinks everyone should be like him, obliterate human desires, and only ask for immortality." Wei Jian drank a few sips of wine, seeing that Zhu Minglang is also the same Those who are good wine also speak a lot more freely.

These words, of course, Zhu Minglang quoted Wei Jian to say.

"It turns out that you used to be responsible for purchasing Dragon Soul Orbs in Loulong Palace. Then I just have a few doubts on my side that I want to ask you, my nephew." Zhu Minglang is a personal disciple, with a relatively high level of generation.

Wei Jian immediately lowered her head and took a sip of wine when she heard it, but did not answer the conversation immediately.

His appearance is actually somewhat deliberate in Zhu Minglang's view.

Zhu Minglang deliberately mentioned the Dragon Soul Orb. After all, in Fan Guangzhong's method, the key is the collection of Dragon Soul Orbs. The quality and attributes have extremely strict requirements!

"Where can you sell this quintessential Dragon Soul Orb?" Zhu Minglang said.

"Then you can ask the right person. In addition to promoting the sect, our Hidden Dragon Palace also has a soul orb business, and only sells high-end dragon soul orbs. If the young master needs urgently, I can raise money for you. "Wei Jian said.

"That's great, my nephew solved a big problem for me." Zhu Minglang hurriedly toasted, then stood up specially.

When 　　 was close to clinking glasses and drinking, Zhu Minglang took away a piece of Wei Jian’s hair.

"Little Shishu came back and made a list for me."

"I'll write to you this meeting. The leader's holy meeting will officially begin soon. If my nephew can prepare everything for me before the holy meeting, I will thank you very much!" Zhu Minglang said.

People brought paper and pen, and Zhu Minglang wrote some soul beads with various attributes and qualities and handed them to Wei Jian.

Wei Jian still pretends not to care, but the one with his eyes on drinking will skim the content written on the Zhu Minglang paper.

After finishing writing, Zhu Minglang handed Wei Jian the list of soul orbs that needed to be purchased.

"Such a large number?" Wei Jian glanced at the content on the paper casually, and did not read it carefully.

"Can you raise it?" Zhu Minglang looked very anxious.

"It's difficult, but it should be possible. After all, this is the first task that your little sovereign gave us Hidden Dragon Palace!" Wei Jian laughed and said respectfully.

"This is a night pearl. I gave it to my nephew as a meeting gift. I should also thank my nephew in advance for raising these soul beads for me." Zhu Minglang handed out a treasure box with extremely expensive night pearls.

"I can't help it, my teacher nephew hasn't given you a gift for the new sect master..."

"I am in a big generation, so I should give you something for this junior. You can find everything on this list, and I can give you a bigger gift!" Zhu Minglang behaved extremely generously!

……

After three rounds of wine, Zhu Minglang asked some key points needed to dive into the dreamland, and then left with an excuse.

Not long after Zhu Minglang left, a man in a black gold-studded robe appeared in the restaurant. He walked to Wei Jian's side and stared at Wei Jian coldly.

Wei Jian immediately handed out the list hidden in his arms, and gave both hands to the man in the black gold-encrusted robe.

"Lord, Zhong Xian's fight is not for nothing. This kid is fledgling and arrogant. Some people treat him with cold eyebrows, so he will act impulsively. Some people flatter him and respect him, so he believes everything, ha Haha, he actually called me one by one, he really regarded himself as a great suzerain!" Wei Jian cocked her mouth and grinned.

"How could the sect master chosen by that old thing by Fan Guangzhong have a brain. If not unexpected, the soul orbs he wanted were used for the method of ascending the soul, this invisibly gave us a soul orb pill!" Said Hua Dongming, a man in black and gold robe.

"This kid is extremely rampant, and he didn't put our Sail Dragon Palace in his eyes at all. It's better to take advantage of the dense dark clouds tonight and the faint starlight, we will deal with him directly in this god!" A woman in a python robe walked over. , Said disdainfully. UU reading

"No hurry, this pill is definitely incomplete. After all, he should have collected other soul orbs. Xiang Wei's brief soul orbs are only those he hasn't bought for the time being. We need a complete soul orb sequence, understand!" Hua Dongming said.

"Yes, wait until we get what we want, and then slowly kill this kid..." Wei Jian laughed.

……

holding a strand of hair, Zhu Minglang hummed a little song, and walked towards Xia Shanzhuang without hiding his whereabouts.

Wei Jian is not stupid. He didn't send anyone to follow her blatantly. She thought she had killed herself firmly, and there was no need to risk sending someone to follow her.

"One sings a white face and the other sings a red face, which is a bit interesting." Zhu Minglang raised the corners of his mouth.

What Sail Dragon Palace and Hidden Dragon Palace are all raccoon dogs, all of them are traitors of Lou Longzong.

They asked Zhong Xian of Fanlong Palace to jump out first and test themselves.

Then Wei Jian from the Hidden Dragon Palace jumped out again, flattering and flattering.

To put it bluntly, they are all trying to test themselves, and they are all using various methods to deal with the successor of Lou Longzong!

Zhongxian and Wei Jian, two dogs from Hua Dongming!

"Little master, I will play with you slowly!"

Zhu Minglang returned to Xia Shanzhuang and handed the hair strands to the female dreamer.

Tonight, take this hypocritical Wei Jian first.

There are so many intestines in the belly, I don’t know what kind of cosplayer in the dream!