Chapter 444： Don't break your legs

When Wei Dabao heard Zheng Wenbo scolding himself, there was a look of excitement on his face.

But then, Wei Dabao discovered that Shan Liang had left.

Wei Dabao just ignored Zheng Wenbo, whose face had been cracked.

Trotting forward, coquettishly stroking the shimmering pearly purple hair on his head, chasing Shanliang away.

At this moment, the strange and nice voice of the mother of the blood bath sounded in Lin Yuan's mind.

"Lin Yuan, there are mythological spirits contracted by the old man behind the young man, and there are more than one."

Lin Yuan turned his gaze to the old man standing behind the young man.

I saw that the old man's waist was straight, and he had a chilly temperament on his body.

Lin Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and it seemed that the old man should be the emperor of the Zheng family.

From the position of the old man, we can see the identity of the old man, obviously not from the home of the Zheng family.

If the old man is the head of the Zheng family, he is afraid that his position will not stand behind the three masters of the Zheng family.

Since the people of the Zheng family Sanmai have found themselves, then someone may have found Liu Jie or listened!

However, Lin Yuan was not worried about the safety of listening and Liu Jie.

There is endless Xia secretly guarding listening and Liu Jie, thinking that there should be no one in this indigo sea market that can let listening and Liu Jie suffer.

However, the appearance of the old man, facing himself, is equivalent to saying that the Zhengjia Sanmai is willing to dispatch the emperor-level strongman in order to listen to the near-shore shallow sea mastered by the Lulu Chamber of Commerce.

This implicitly shows the attitude of the Zheng family's Sanmai.

Lin Yuan couldn't help but wonder more why the Zheng Family Sanmai was so keen on a near-shore shallow sea.

Lin Yuan looked at Zheng Shao in the three veins of the Zheng family quietly, his eyes a little playful.

I just heard the words of the young man with purple hair. The young man with the eyes in front of him should be the person who supports the Iron Wall Chamber of Commerce behind Wang Du in the Iron Wall Chamber of Commerce.

The king-level peak powerhouse killed by the endless summer must have been sent by the young man in front of him.

Under Lin Yuan's gaze, Zheng Wenbo's face became more and more difficult to look.

This TM is simply too shameful!

I originally wanted to find out the way to find out the details of the young man wearing a weird mask on this face.

But I don’t want to mention this mask in any way.

This was also known to Wei Dabao.

Let Wei Dabao know, I am afraid that the people in his circle will no longer be unknown.

This is equivalent to letting yourself die socially.

As Zheng Wenbo was about to speak, he only heard the young man with a mask of high price.

"Since your cyst is shy, I won't sell it."

"In this indigo city, if you want to buy something, it is best to measure your ability, so as not to be embarrassed."

"Of course, not outside this indigo city, the same is true for other things."

After talking, Lin Yuan put the **** vine of the heaven and earth spirits he had previously traded into a diamond-shaped amber button-shaped trapped spirit box, and then turned away.

Zheng Wenbo's increasingly gloomy face froze sharply after hearing Lin Yuan's words.

Zheng Wenbo felt an attitude from this sentence.

This attitude does not seem to put himself in the eye at all, and at the same time carries a warning with intention.

Although Zheng Wenbo was born in the third line of the Zheng family, he is really the young master of the Zheng family. He is respected everywhere when he goes out.

Stimulated by Lin Yuan's attitude, Zheng Wenbo's anger rose.

At this time, the old man with a straight cedar temperament on the waist bar glanced in the direction of Lin Yuan's departure.

Then he put his hand on Zheng Wenbo's shoulder and said.

"Wenbo, you came out of this trip but you have done a good job of the master's mission. What's unhappy?"

Zheng Wenbo took a deep breath. Although his anger was no longer expressed on his face, his eyes were like a vulture staring at the carrion.

"Grandpa Jiao, do you feel the strong man's breath around him?"

The old man with a straight waist was patting Zheng Wenbo's shoulder with his hand and said.

"I don't feel a strong breath, unless the other party's strength is much higher than my deliberately shielded breath."

"Let's go to Wenbo, go back to the old man and see what the old man will do next."

Zheng Wenbo said with a grin.

"Without the protection of the strong, are you still talking like this?"

"Based on my knowledge of my father, Grandpa Jiao might have to go again at night."

The waist bar was straight, and the old man with a cedar breath said with a smile.

"No trouble, it's time for Han Xue Cang Song to break through."

Zheng Wenbo stood upright with this waist post, and the old man with cedar-like temperament walked away.

At the corner of a young man sitting in a wheelchair next to the stall, the grin that had appeared to be wicked became a little bigger.

Behind the disabled teenager, the man with three scars on his face whispered.

"Three young people, it is long enough to come out today, let's go back."

The thin and disabled young man did not respond to the man with three scars on his face.

At this point it seemed very interesting.

"I heard that 2nd Brother is standing on the side of Sanmai. Is 2nd Brother really tossing? Unlike me, I can't even walk the road. UU Reading Books www.uukanshu.com"

Hearing San Shao's question, cold sweat permeated directly behind the man with three scars on his face.

Quickly bowed his head and dared not talk.

Even breathing is slowed down as much as possible.

The thin young man in a wheelchair continued to speak for himself.

"I can't even walk, but my second brother is so tossed."

"Oh! Really my good second brother!"

The man with three scars on his face, somehow, when he heard San Shao's mouth saying good brother, he only felt that there was a creepy chill rising from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, the evil smile in the mouth of the thin young man in the wheelchair suddenly squeezed.

"I have to ask my second brother to help me toss out my share."

During the speech, a trace of fierceness and cruelty flashed in the eyes of the thin young man, and then stretched out his palm with six fingers to look at his palm tenderly.

"You just said that when you released the momentum to that person, your blood flow reversed and your mind was disturbed. Such an iron plate, I don't know if it is enough, can you let the second brother wear off his legs and feet when tossing!"

Suddenly, a sea breeze did not know when to blow into the city of Indigo.

When the sea breeze blows, the thin young man in a wheelchair suddenly coughs.

While coughing, the spicy color in his eyes became warm like jade.

"It's blowing, push me to go to grandpa. I haven't played chess with grandpa for a long time."

The man with three scars on his face lowered his head, and the fine sweat of his nose gathered into drops of water, dripping onto the ground and splashing a small splash of water.

Hearing the instructions of the three young men quickly responded.

"Yes, three young."

Just as Lin Yuan was about to wander around the indigo sea market again, he suddenly saw Liu Jie and listening running towards himself.

There was also a quick expression on his face.