Zhao Dongliang racked his brains, but he really couldn't think of a good way to leave. In modern society, he was completely unable to move without money.

If you have money.

Zhao Dongliang can also spend a huge amount of money to find relationships to forge a brand new identity, and then use this brand new identity to leave West Coast City as quickly as possible.

then.

Spend huge amounts to smuggle away.

after all.

Money can make the devil push the mill.

pity.

Zhao Dongliang was almost penniless.

"Don't worry."

Zhao Dongliang gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Even if I don't have money, I will run out of West Bank City, escape from here and change my identity."

"I'm afraid I can only go in and eat for a few years in prison."

"The boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge."

"Leave immediately."

then.

Zhao Dongliang rolled, supported the ground with both hands, and walked upside down.

However.

Zhao Dongliang has not yet walked out of the unfinished building.

brush!

A figure fell from the sky and stood directly in front of Zhao Dongliang, just blocking Zhao Dongliang's way. Zhao Dongliang didn't expect it and directly hit him.

"ah!"

Zhao Dongliang screamed, and he felt a huge force that could not resist rebounding, and bounced himself away and sat on the ground.

"who?!"

Zhao Dongliang looked up, his eyes extremely alert.

"I am 'demon without deity'."

Mo Wudao, played by Mo Zuoyan, stood in front of Zhao Dongliang. The clothes Mo Wudao was wearing were not ancient robes, nor were they black cloaks with yin energy.

It's a black suit.

and.

Zhao Dongliang was able to see Mo Wudao clearly.

An extremely handsome and charming young man.

The left eye is purple and the right eye is red.

All over the body.

It naturally reveals an evil temperament.

Of course.

All of this was disguised by Mo Zuoyan.

"Demon...Demon is indecent..."

Zhao Dongliang swallowed, because in his feeling, although there was only a figure standing in front of him, Zhao Dongliang seemed to be facing an endless abyss of terrifying.

It seemed as if I would be swallowed nothing left.

fear.

Irreconceivable horror.

This moment.

Zhao Dongliang felt it was ridiculous.

Compared with the so-called "demonlessness" in front of him, the so-called evil spirits, so-called demonic thoughts, and so-called demonic energy that he encountered...

That's when children play house.

It is not an existence of the same order of magnitude at all.

The gap is too big.

so.

Zhao Dongliang fully understood.

The existence in front of me must be an unimaginable demon master.

This is like the "Young Taoist" who led himself into the extraordinary realm.

Unbelievable.

Unpredictable.

Only awe.

"Do you know why I appeared here?"

Mo Zuoyan asked with his hands in his pockets with his eyes smiling.

"I...I..."

Zhao Dongliang opened his mouth, and he had no idea how to answer.

thump!

then.

Zhao Dongliang gritted his teeth.

"Senior, please accept me as your disciple."

Zhao Dongliang knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Mo Zuoyan continuously. After several consecutive strokes, he had already knocked his forehead torn, looking extremely sincere.

"Hahaha……"

Mo Zuoyan laughed, "What qualifications do you have to be accepted as a disciple by me?"

"I...I have a baby to offer to my seniors."

Zhao Dongliang raised his head and his eyes were extremely firm.

"baby?"

Mo Zuoyan raised his eyebrows, "What baby?"

"Please look, senior."

Zhao Dongliang nodded.

Buzz!

then.

A golden light flashed.

Zhao Dongliang took out the "Three-legged Golden Cauldron".

"This treasure is called: Three-legged Golden Cauldron."

Zhao Dongliang introduced: "It can refine all things, refine all things into essence, and assist in cultivation."

brush!

Mo Zuoyan's right hand move.

Zhao Dongliang only felt a flash in front of him.

The three-legged golden tripod in his hand was held in his hand and played with it.

"It's indeed an interesting little toy."

Mo Zuoyan said, "It's a pity that it's useless to me."

"and."

"What you said about refining all things into essence is exaggerated. This little toy cannot refine all things, and even dead objects such as stones and soil cannot refine any essence."

"Three-legged Golden Cauldron?"

"hehe."

"In the past, this little toy had another name, called the 'Three-legged Demon Cauldron'."

brush!
To be continued...