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Chapter 442: Voting for the name, the case of stabbing the horse (1)

"Gone."

"right here."

The old monk Wang Wu wiped the ground gently with his hands, put it in front of his nose and smelled it gently, his eyes narrowed and he said, "It still smells like a human being. It is a living person. It seems that there are masters making oriole."

Zhang Xiaobin twisted the finger on his left hand and said lightly, "Even if I am an oriole, I have to finish eating before it is their turn."

Zhang Xiaozhen turned around and stood on the empty street of Lingzhou City. At a glance, he saw a strong wind roaring on the avenue, as if it was the most ferocious and powerful foehn wind in the world. Wherever it went, everything was blowing.

All the people and everything were turned into ashes in the violent wind caused by the entropy of the outside world.

However, the high-rise restaurants on both sides of the street have their doors tightly closed, and each restaurant is filled with a layer of light.

That light blocked the strong wind of entropy from the outside world, preventing them from being assimilated into the original world.

Zhang Xiaobin looked at the changes in front of him and recalled the classic words of his master about the tomb robbers who had previously opened the way for the immortals' lair.

The Lord said that the tomb robbers have an aura of the original world, which contains the entropy of the original world. This kind of entropy to the immortals is like the Europeans who brought smallpox seeds to America. The smallpox seeds in the Europeans and others

He was not afraid, but it caused a dimensionality-reducing blow to the local indigenous people. The indigenous people were exterminated for a while, but the Europeans were fine.

The entropy of the original world in the tomb robber is unknown to the tomb robber, but for the creatures in this small world of immortals, it is the poison of crane crown red, which will kill them if touched.

Wang Wudao, "Where to go next?"

Zhang Xiaozhen walked up and said, "I would really feel sorry for myself if I didn't go for a drink when I went back to my old place. When I left that year, there was a flood here, and everyone drowned.

I hope the wine here is well preserved. Come on, I'll treat you to a drink."

Wang Wu looked at Zhang Xiaobian and wanted to say, do you have a heart or lungs? You have already fucked the White Tower Master, and soon the Tower Cult will be surrounding you. You didn't even think about how to take the initiative and went to drink!

However, Wang Wu then thought about it, Zhang Xiaobin was the protagonist here, and he was just going through the motions at most.

Wang Wu finally swallowed what he was saying and followed Zhang Xiaobian to a restaurant.

This restaurant is none other than the restaurant where those soldiers from the Yanzi Camp used to go.

The door of the restaurant is closed.

Wang Wu shouted towards the door, "Open the door!"

A voice came from the restaurant, "If we open the door, we will die. If anything happens, just tell us!"

Wang Wudao, "I can't tell through the door!"

The man inside the door was furious, "Is there anything I can't explain! It's just that you are tomb robbers. You just want to come here to get the treasures of dead people like us. Just tell us what you want. It's not the first time we do business with you."

Got it!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Xiaozhen and Wang Wu looked at each other. Is this your first time doing business with us?

What do you mean?

Have any living people come to trade with you before?

By the way, Jinguan Village!

Those golden sweet potatoes in Jinguan Village were presumably obtained from here and through trade with them.

Wang Wu cleared his voice and said, "Open the door first! Open the door and let's talk slowly."

The person inside the door insisted, "It's impossible. If you open the door, we'll die! Say what you want! We'll find a way to get the things out without you leaving, okay?"

Wang Wu burst out laughing, "You don't really think that this broken door panel can stop us. Let me show you what the immeasurable Dharma is..."

The monk was about to use violence at the sight.

Zhang Xiaobian on one side shouted, "Yang Tietou! Open the door!"

Zhang Xiaozhen's shout was old and had no sound at all normal.

And the voice of this old voice has a strong rustic flavor.

This shout came out, and the other side trembled slightly, and soon a voice shouted, "Commander! Is that you?"

Zhang Xiaobin’s old voice is still the same, “If it’s not me, his mother could be your mother-in-law!”

As soon as these words came out, there was chaos inside the door.

"Yang Tietou, are you crazy? They are secular people. If the secular wind comes in, we will die!"

"Death is death! I live the same day here every day like a living dead. I have lived enough. As long as I can see the handsome man, my death is worth it!"

"The commander-in-chief is a living person, and we are dead people. There is a separation between life and death! Tietou, calm down!"

"I can't calm down. That's the commander-in-chief. The commander-in-chief took us down the mountain and became Yanzi Camp. You won't forget it, right?"

"But don't forget that the Marshal killed the second and third masters! In order to advance, the Marshal killed the second and third masters! There were also He Xiangu and Bai Bodhisattva from the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom! They were all killed by the Marshal.

!”

"I don't care, I want to open the door!"

Wang Wu outside the door looked at Zhang Xiaobian with playful eyes. The old monk seemed to be aloof from the incident at this moment, just a spectator.

Zhang Xiaobin pretended not to see Wang Wu's eyes, and just said, "Wait a minute to calm down, don't kill them."

Wang Wudao said, "Understood, we are all fifth-level masters, I understand! Are these all your old troops? If necessary, I can give you a water and land transcendence ceremony at a 20% discount! Do you want to know more about it?"

Zhang Xiaobin exerted his strength, and the wooden door in front of him popped open.

As soon as the wooden door of the restaurant was opened, the "people" inside the wooden door fled frantically and lay on the ground, waiting for death.

But what is surprising is that the mighty wind of entropy from the original world outside the wooden door did not enter this small restaurant, but turned a blind eye and whizzed past. The old monk and middle-aged man who walked in did not erupt with powerful force.

The foehn wind of entropy did not kill these "people" either.

Everything seems to be a misplaced encounter in parallel spaces.

This is the power of a fifth-level master.

Although not all fifth-level masters are as rich as Xu Ming, they have the Dragon Vein Small World timeline.

However, the masters of the Five Meridians all have a basic skill, which is to converge their own timelines and have strong immunity to other people's timelines.

The depressing atmosphere in the restaurant gradually became quiet, and all the "people" looked at everything in front of them in embarrassment. There was no original foehn wind roaring in, only an old monk and a middle-aged man.

In the crowd, seven or eight brave soldiers from Yanziying in military robes stood up, stepped forward and knelt down on one knee.

"I'm waiting to meet the commander-in-chief!"

"The handsome man is still as handsome as ever. I really envy my subordinates!"

"It's worth dying to be able to hear the handsome man again!"

Zhang Xiaozhen looked at the brave soldiers of the Yanzi Camp in front of him with relief, patting their shoulders one by one. Although it seemed that they had been photographed, they were only infinitely close and not really photographed.

Zhang Xiaozhuan is a living person and a strong man in the original world. With a touch of his palm, the powerful entropy variable in his body will destroy these subordinates.

But even the action was enough to move many people to the point of kowtow.

But in the surrounding areas, there were still many brave soldiers from Yanzi Camp who did not come downstairs. They looked at the unfamiliar commander more like a stranger.

Zhang Xiaozhen ignored them and just pulled the leader of the kneeling brave soldiers, a big-headed soldier with a big head, "Tietou, we haven't seen each other for a while, how about we have a drink?"

Tietou hehezhile, "Would you like to treat me to a treat, sir?"

Zhang Xiaobin laughed and said, "I went out to drink with you, did you ask for money?"

Tietou shouted, "We've got plenty of food and drinks! The handsome man is treating us today! Where's the storyteller? Let's sing the allegro. Don't just stand there! What are you looking at? Haven't you seen my handsome man? It's all started!"
Chapter completed!
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