Fast travel, death collection system

Chu Wenjuan was poked into the already festering heartache, and he was about to force tears into his eyes, and he tried to pull out the same contemptuous smile.

"So what, your junior brother is also a bunch of stinky meat in your mouth, and his reputation in Shicheng is also very good. If he has the ability to gossip in front of me, you should take care of your own junior brother!"

Cang Mianliu was not annoyed when he heard the words that concealed his fragility, but his expression instantly softened, as if a sharp stone had peeled off its outer skin, revealing the radiant softness and tenderness inside.

"My Lan Lan is a genius with an unforgettable memory, so what about having fun? It's not that he doesn't read books. Compared with you who can't read, Lan Lan and you are completely different. You idiot can't catch up with the horse, compared with my Lan Lan like you? You can't eat ashes enough."

Said at the end is already a blatant show off, every word is full of protection and love.

"Who doesn't know how to speak the vernacular?" With a spat, Chu Wenjuan made it clear that he didn't believe it, and his head almost went up to the sky.

"I don't care whether you believe it or not." Cang Moliu shook his head and exited the younger brother control mode, folded his hands across the wide sleeves of his dark clothes, walked past Chu Wenjuan defiantly, and finally sprayed poison , "Smelly meat is rotten meat, tsk tsk."

Chu Wenjuan chased after a few steps and then stopped suddenly. He stood silently on the spot, the rotten part of his heart was ripped open, revealing the deep unwillingness inside. , unwilling to surrender but helpless.Just like what that person said just now, Chu Wenjuan is nothing.But today, he couldn't be reconciled. The flame that wanted to become stronger had never been so strong. He was burned in pain in this flame, and this flame made him unbearable.As long as you survive the calcination of this flame, you can be reborn.

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Sparse stars and bright moon, the dark blue sky is inlaid with shining stars like broken diamonds, the quiet and vast sky, but Wanfu Building is still brightly lit, and the white paper lamps on the walls are painted with exquisite and elegant paintings. The paper reveals a clear and bright light, soft and tender.

And Cang Moliu, who had already sneaked into the secret storehouse, was taking out a small wooden box with red lines on a white background from his bosom at this time. There was a faint strange astringent smell in the oval wooden box, and there was a dark brown transparent object inside. .

He paused for a moment, then closed the lid again, and took out a slender incense stick 'half-breathing sleep' produced by Na Huren San'er again from his bosom, he blew on the tinker, and lit the incense with his breath closed, Poke in through the hole in the iron box.He could hear the breathing of the things inside. When it was about the same time, he stretched out his hand and flicked the fire out. At this time, he opened the oval wooden box again. Inside was the glue extracted from plants. After dipping some, he quickly fixed the copper bell on the iron wall of the box, and the bell tongue also stuck together.

Quickly finished one by one, Cang Moliu held the coffin-like box firmly on his shoulders with light hands, the person outside the door had already passed out, his movements were very agile, his steps were exquisite, and he disappeared on the spot When it reappeared, it was already far away, and I couldn't even see a phantom.

He walked through the secret door, listening to the surrounding situation clearly with only one pair of ears.

The secret door passage of Wanfu Building is known to no one except the owner, so no one is guarding it, but two masters are placed outside the secret vault, no one would have thought that someone would pass through Wanfu Building unimpeded.

After all, only the landlord is in charge of the secret door passage in this place. All the people who built this place have met Lord Yan. It can be said that this place is absolutely under the control of the landlord, and the guard of the secret vault is wanted by the court. The brutal person who has been brutal for five years has not been captured by the court for five years. It can be seen that he is also a well-known person in the world, and it is more than enough to guard the secret storehouse.

What's more, the gates leading to the secret storehouse are rotated non-stop at twelve o'clock. Who would have thought that someone has already made a clear picture of the secret door and various secret passages in Wanfu Building?In the eyes of everyone, Wanfu Tower is a place that is more impregnable than the imperial palace.

Because of this, this is a paradise for all businessmen who do unspeakable business, whether it is officials, merchants, or people from the rivers and lakes, all people who come here can do whatever they want with peace of mind.

However, after tonight, Cang Moliu wanted to see what kind of different and interesting expressions those people who regarded Wanfulou as absolutely safe would show.

At this moment, Caizi was at [-]:[-], and Cang Moliu sneaked in and left, and it took only two quarters of an hour to finish all these slowly.

The man was carrying a bottle of iron coffin as light and swift as a wild ghost, and the illusory black figure that was more ghostly than a flying arrow completely blended into the silent night.

The lantern outside the door of Mu's house was still lit, and the nurse stood under the lantern outside the door with a sharp weapon in his hand.

Mu Bai sat on the pear wood chair in the outer hall, his back was still straight, and his right hand was placed on the round table. Although his face was peaceful, his index finger and middle finger were tapping alternately and unconsciously. inner emotions.

He didn't know how long he had sat and waited here, and the feeling of torment in his heart was like a knife stabbing him non-stop. He stood up as if he couldn't bear it, paced back and forth, and looked out from time to time.

At this moment, a tall and tall figure in black leaped in silently from the outer wall, carrying an iron coffin on his shoulders effortlessly.

For the first time, Mu Bai's thoughts that had not been revealed since taking charge of the Mu family were broken, and his bright eyes showed a sense of relief and joy.

"Mr. Mu, the box you want." He raised the iron coffin with one hand, and then slowly put it down. With his movements, you can even see the charming stretched muscle lines of his forearm exposed from the sleeve of his clothes.

This thing weighed more than 800 catties at least, and he lifted it with one hand, but he still looked at ease, as if what he was carrying was just a feather.

Mu Bai was not in a hurry to open the iron box. He carefully checked the mark on it that belonged to the pair of eight-knife beards, and confirmed that it was what he wanted. Mu Bai heaved a sigh of relief, and he became the head of the Mu family again. dignified and peaceful.

"It is indeed what I want." Mu Bai turned around and nodded, walked to the round table and picked up the wooden box on top, his voice was clearer and clearer, "This is the remaining 10 taels."

Cang Moliu took it with one hand, and the nails without the slightest flesh color were perfectly decorated. They were a pair of strong and well-defined hands, but they were not as healthy as ordinary people, but a strange pale color. The fragility of ordinary people is a kind of paleness that seems to come from the Nine Nether, and one will feel very cold at a glance.

He opened the lid of the box and took a rough look, then nodded, his raised slanted eyebrows were quite arrogant, but never annoying, nodded and said: "Both money and goods are settled, farewell."

Quietly returned to his bed in Wanfu Building again, he only lay down for an hour, then his bed began to rustle, followed by the sound of non-stop urgent footsteps.

The footsteps were very light, obviously good martial arts.

Almost more than half of the people in Wanfu Building are people from the Jianghu, and the people who lost their things here are all suspicious.But this Wanfulou is not stupid enough to make it known to everyone, and it is only a secret inspection.And every room here has secret doors and hidden holes specially used for peeping.It can be seen that the existence of Wanfu Building is not so simple.

Cang Moliu lay quietly on the bed with a long and steady breath, as if he had fallen asleep.

Feeling the sudden sight staring at him for almost half an hour, then it seemed to rule out something and confirm something, then the sight disappeared.

Cang Moliu still didn't move, he even turned over in a daze, his mouth was gurgling, and he didn't know what dream he was having.

Sure enough, the sight came back not long after, seeing that the person on the bed did not have any strange movements, and only this time he really left.

Really cunning.Cang Moliu chuckled in his heart.

And after Cang Moliu left Mu's house, Mu Bai immediately recruited his confidants over.He squeezed the hand behind his back tightly, and his voice was shallow and waveless.

"Open it."

The man with an obvious scar on the side of his neck nodded solemnly, stepped forward and pressed the tip of the fine steel knife against the tight opening, as if he was about to cut a hole.

If you are not skilled enough, let alone cut it open, it is still a problem whether the tip of the knife can get in. This is a delicate job, and it depends on the control of the strength. It can't be too much, too much will hurt the things inside. No less, less will not be able to break it.

But the man's movements were smooth and beautiful, as if cutting the skin, he peeled off the entire front of the coffin.

Mu Bai hurried forward to look, he was uneasy and looking forward to it, the urgency, hatred, pity, remorse and many other complicated and sour emotions exploded in his heart, and he had already sunk into the sin and darkness. The heart was rendered into brilliant colorful colors, which made him dizzy.

He bent down to look down, and his breath became short of breath from the tension.

As his gaze moved down inch by inch, his heart pounded like a drum, and when he saw clearly what was inside, his heart stopped suddenly.

The shrunken pupils trembled violently, his face was as lifeless as if painted on stone in an instant, and the heart flower that was blooming in his chest withered in an instant.

The man who had never shown a look of sadness and joy finally showed a look of anger amidst extreme joy and despair: "How could it be an old monkey!"

He panted violently, and waved his sleeves with a murderous look: "Stealing the sky and changing the sun, the golden cicada escapes its shell! Very good, if I find out who the person behind is, Mu Bai will definitely smash you to ashes!" He gritted his teeth and said every word. To put it bluntly, with that fierce hatred, even Cun Ren showed a little worry.

Cun Ren sheathed the steel knife in his hand and put it away. He knew that he would definitely not want to see these things at this time, so he quickly cut off the neck of the old monkey who was still in a coma, and put these things that made him unhappy. I got everything down and took care of it myself.

When Cang Moliu returned to the courtyard he bought in Bucheng, Xie Lan was walking out of the room on the north side of the bookstore with a stack of books reaching up to his chest.

When Xie Lan heard the sound of the door being pushed, she raised her eyes and looked over, the sky was still a little gray, and she recognized her brother's figure when she saw it.

"Brother." The young man burst into a bright smile, and there is nothing more beautiful than this young man's smile.

Cang Moliu put the bamboo tube containing hot horns on the table, and brought back meat buns wrapped in oiled paper.

The lady who was invited to serve the food was boiling water in the kitchen stove, and Cang Moliu ordered her to bring a bowl and pour out the hot soup.

"Brother, you haven't rested all night?" Xie Lan put down the stack of books.Cang Moliu took a look, the child was already reading the Thirteen Classics.

"Brother has already rested." He said with a chuckle, reaching out to loosen his bundles of hair.Let alone one night, it's fine if he doesn't sleep for a month.

In the next three hours, the news that Wanfu Building was stolen spread like wildfire.Cang Liu was leaning in the tub filled with hot water, his lean arms resting comfortably on the wooden edge, even though he was soaked in the scalding hot water, he was still the same as usual, without the slightest The heat stained his skin.

Close your eyes and meditate. If you want to collect death energy and souls, you don't have to do this kind of thing yourself. All the deaths that would not appear in the original trajectory, but eventually appear because of him, will be absorbed by him.I don't know if it's the system's credit or something else...

Xie Lan's unrelenting and unrelenting behavior became even more completely insane when Cang Liu brought back a dirty boy.

It was a seven or eight-year-old child full of wounds and bruises, but without a trace of innocence, he always curled his neck and watched the world quietly with his dark eyes turned upward.Habitual shyness and timidity hides an absolutely uncomfortable chill, like a wild beast that is always looking for flaws in others, and as long as the time is right, it will tear people into pieces and bathe in blood.

Although he is still a harmless and weak child, in Cang Moliu's eyes, if this child grows up under his hands, he should be worthy of attention and save him a lot of little trouble.

After letting Xie Lan go through some hysterical and unreasonable loud questioning, Cang Man showed a gentle smile, and embraced Xie Lan in his arms indulgently like holding a baby, but he did not waver from his sharp accusations.

His fingertips caressed this delicate and smooth Zhong Lingxiu's handsome face, his eyes were still full of doting tenderness, and he smiled lightly.

"Xianlan, you have to work harder. Beautiful things have gone through thousands of trials and unyielding efforts, so that they can truly exude a dazzling and wonderful color from the inside out."

And the wild dog squatting on the side was protecting the food, just like his name, like a very hungry wild dog gobbling it up, whimpering viciously from time to time, grabbing the rice with his skinny little hands and eagerly stuffing it into his mouth, He rolled his eyes and looked around vigilantly, for fear that someone would come up and kick him over, and then the food in his hand would be snatched away.

In the past half month, Ye Gouzi's small body, which was devastated by suffering and torture, finally became healthy under the nourishment of the mother-in-law's daily medicinal soup and meals.Then came hammering and forging.

Xie Lan raised his head from the pile of scrolls, he looked thoughtfully at the sweaty, shirtless child in the courtyard, and kept thinking to himself.

——Senior Brother, since he brought the person back there, it must be useful.Do you want to accept disciples?No, it doesn't look like...

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San'er rubbed his short hair like a hedgehog in distress, Mu Bai's fair face was always chilling in the past half month, and his face was very gloomy, and the three-year bidding was approaching, so San'er didn't bother to come again. He spent a lot of time in the boring place of Mu's house. He clearly said that it was a cure, but he still hasn't seen anyone until today, so he went directly to find his friends.

"White-faced ghost, what are you doing with this useless thing?" San'er blinked and looked at the child who was striding on the pile, and crawled his fingers to pick up a piece of candied plums from a white porcelain plate. It is so crystal clear that it makes people salivate.

Cang Moliu took a sip of the dark Kuding tea, the strong bitter taste instantly conveyed to his brain, he narrowed his light brown eyes with a little relaxation, and let out an arrogant chuckle.

"With your head, you don't even understand."

Smiling, he stuffed several sweet candied fruit, and San'er grinned, "Ha! ' With a sound, he immediately changed the subject intelligently.

"Tomorrow is the bidding at the underground gambling house in the west of the city. You probably wouldn't take that debt collector there." He was talking about Xie Lan who was buried in the scroll in the house, "Although it seems that he has changed his ways and turned his back on the dark."

"Of course I have to take it with me. It's also very insightful. Lan Lan is bored reading in the room all day, what should I do if I fail to read?" His voice softened, and the caring in it was so strong, but there was a touch of imperceptible in the depths. careless.

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It's snowing here, and I don't want to leave my warm baby when I'm typing (tears)

And Guangzhou seems to be still wearing short sleeves, I feel that they are so happy!