I don't believe it, you lied [Quick Transmigration]

The entrance of Yihonglou was full of people, and it was very lively. It is worth mentioning that not only male cultivators but also many female cultivators in men's clothing came in and out.

Don't ask him how he found out, it's not too obvious that a woman disguises herself as a man.

With a rabbit mask pinned to his waist, He Yang led Su Yu around in front of the gate of Yihong Building. He did not see the figures of Yao Wang and Jiang Lechi, but instead attracted a crowd of amazed eyes.

There is no need to say much about the appearance of the two of them. If they stop casually on the street, passers-by will unconsciously look at them more, especially when they are standing side by side, holding hands intimately.

"Master, shall we continue to wait here?" Su Yu sensed the gazes around him, and put on the lion head mask unnaturally.

"It's not time yet, they may still be on the way, let's go in and wait." He Yang raised his foot and stepped up the steps with a calm expression.

"They're coming in, look."

"Hey, wait for me!"

The girl upstairs in Yihong Building had been lying on the railing and waiting for a long time. When they saw the two entering the door, they ran from upstairs to the lobby one after another, like delicate and beautiful flowers competing to bloom, showing their charm to their heart's content.

He Yang went in and looked around, but he didn't find any place that was suspected to be the entrance of the black market, so he turned his eyes away in a lack of interest, completely ignoring the beautiful scenery.

The two found an inconspicuous place and sat down. There were wine, vegetables and fruits on the table. Su Yu felt a burst of thirst and simply took off his mask, and brought the wine glass on the table to his lips.

He Yang's eyes froze, and he quickly grabbed his wrist with considerable strength. Su Yu's fingertips trembled slightly, and a drop of the crystal liquid in the cup just landed on his lips. The wine spread in the mouth.

He Yang's voice was low and his eyes warned: "Don't drink, it's best not to touch anything here."

"Why?" Su Yu obediently put down his wine glass, still puzzled: "Isn't this a place that sells rouge and gouache?"

"..." There are people who believe such a lame reason.

He Yang sighed softly, took the wine glass from his hand, and said solemnly: "Because the things here are very expensive, I didn't bring any money for my teacher."

"Oh." Su Yu froze for a moment, his cheeks flushed slightly when he raised his head, his dark eyes were covered with water, he pulled off his collar anxiously, and begged in a low voice: "But... Master, I respect you." I'm so thirsty, even thirstier than before."

He Yang noticed his abnormality, his eyes dimmed, and his fingertips condensed spiritual power to touch the center of Su Yu's eyebrows: "Is this better?"

"Well... so comfortable." Su Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and the icy cold touch just relieved the dryness and heat. He knew the taste by taste, and held He Yang's arm with both hands, with the tip of his nose on his palm, completely close your eyes.

He Yang gradually withdrew his spiritual power, bent his fingers naturally, and slid his fingertips along the bridge of his nose to his lips. He slowly withdrew his hand, and said in a faint voice, "Is it over?"

"Ah." Su Yu opened his eyes suddenly, his expression was a little confused, and then he realized the clues in the wine: "I just..."

"Let's go." Without waiting for him to finish speaking, He Yang stood up and walked to the second floor.

He observed for a long time just now, and several people with masks on their waists went up to the second floor. Now that the time is approaching, the medicine king and the two have not appeared for a long time. They must have encountered some troubles. He knows more or less the rules of the black market. What I wanted a moment and a half later was gone, so I had to act immediately.

However, as soon as He Yang reached the stairs, a group of girls with heavy make-up surrounded him, their noses were a little choked by the mixture of makeup and powder.

Due to the sword hanging on He Yang's waist and the icy aura, no one dared to behave too much, but stood in front of him charmingly, with a seductive tone: "This is the first time for you two, the girl who wants to go up to the second floor They agree."

Su Yu frowned slightly, and asked innocently: "Why, isn't the second floor doing business?"

"Hahaha... Of course the second floor is for business, it's just the girls' rooms, you can't just get in if you want."

"Okay." He Yang interrupted in a cold voice, pulling him behind him: "We are only interested in things underground."

"That's it..." Several people looked disappointed, and said with unwilling eyes: "Everyone who enters the venue is ten gold. If you think it's too expensive, you can use other things to pay for it."

Without further ado, He Yang motioned for Su Yu to give the money.

At the same time, he realized a serious problem, how to trade without money after entering?

The entrance to the dungeon is extremely hidden. There is a huge teleportation circle in the easternmost wing on the second floor. All people who enter the black market must sign an agreement in advance and abide by the rules before they can enter. Once they violate the rules, they will be automatically sent away by the magic circle.

As soon as He Yang approached, he felt a strong demon energy. The master behind this dungeon was actually related to the demon clan.

Seeing him stop, Su Yu raised his head and asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

One step forward is a trap, and one step back is futile, He Yang has no time to hesitate, he raised his hand and pulled off the mask around his waist and put it on his head, said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

Although he never believed in individual heroism, there were two choices in front of him, and it was no big deal to take personal risks occasionally, just a mere demon.

The teleportation circle here is different from the Lingxi sect. It has obvious acceleration process and a sense of falling when it runs. He Yang took Su Yu's hand, and a group of more than a dozen people arrived at the black market together.

Yao Wang said that he had been here in the early years, and did not mention anything related to the Demon Race, which meant that the Demon Race had only recently taken over the dungeon.

The location of the dungeon is special, the light is extremely dim, and people can't be seen clearly from a few meters away. In addition, everyone is wearing a mask, which makes it look a bit gloomy.

As soon as Su Yu entered here, a layer of black air shrouded his body, and his smile disappeared under the mask, as if he were completely different from the sunlight.

The darkness can cover up everything, so he doesn't have to try hard to pretend anymore, He Yang noticed something strange, but pretended not to know, the two still kept their original posture and walked forward.

This place looks not much different from ordinary markets, but most of the things on the stalls are taboo. He Yang passed by and glanced at them. There are Jinyuan Pills for short-term improvement, Jiuyun Helmet with hidden poison, and There are monsters that can be used as a cultivation furnace.

"...Meng Zhou?" He Yang frowned, and stepped back half a step. He had excellent eyesight, and it was impossible to admit his mistake. The butterfly boy locked in a cage with many monsters was Meng Zhou.

Seeing that He Yang was standing still, the monster dealer quickly sold them: "Which one do you like? These monsters are all high-quality furnaces, and some of them can transform into shapes..."

Without waiting for him to finish the introduction, He Yang pointed at Meng Zhou and asked, "How much is this?"

"This one! You look upright, thirty gold is not too much for you." The monster dealer bared his teeth and smiled, obviously taking advantage of the price and asking for it.

He Yang didn't refuse outright, but just stared at Mengzhou with downcast eyes, and asked coldly, "Who threw him here?"

"Hey, there are rules in the black market. Didn't you sign an agreement before you came in?" The monster dealer was a little annoyed, and said confidently: "When the goods arrive here, don't ask where they came from. If you don't buy them, go away."

"Who says I won't buy it?" A hint of danger flashed in He Yang's eyes, and his spine felt chills when he stared at it: "There is no such thing as life-threatening in the agreement, right?"

"What do you want?" The monster dealer swallowed, his voice trembling.

He Yang stood with his hands behind his back, calmly took two steps forward, and said in a deep voice, "Do you think I can let you get out of here alive?"

The monster dealer's heart trembled, feeling the oppressive feeling of approaching death, and he broke out in a cold sweat: "I was wrong, I'm just a commoner up here, I don't know anything, this batch of goods has been handled by many people before they come to me."

He Yang had expected that there would be no result in this matter, but the black market transaction must establish a money relationship, he lowered his eyes and asked, "Can you sell 1 gold?"

"Sell!" The monster dealer agreed immediately, and tremblingly wrote down the proof. Once the black and white words took effect, the cage that locked Mengzhou was automatically released.

He Yang saved people and didn't leave in a hurry, he turned his head and asked the vendor, "Do you know where I can buy herbs?"

"That depends on what kind of herbal medicine it is." The monster dealer was a little apprehensive, and said cautiously: "I guess what I can find here is definitely not an ordinary herbal medicine."

He Yang nodded, and said bluntly: "We are looking for Huadancao, as much as we have."

"What?" The monster dealer was taken aback, and murmured: "Crazy, there are still people who dare to ask for something like Huadancao."

"Why don't you dare to ask for it?" Su Yu was forced to support the unconscious Mengzhou, and his tone was obviously a little more impatient: "Don't you make money if you have money in the black market?"

"If you want to make money, you have to be alive. That thing grows in Blood Flame City, and its toxicity is very strong. There are only a dozen or so plants on the black market, and they were all taken away a few days ago."

He Yang frowned, and a bad premonition flashed in his mind, all of this is definitely not a coincidence.

"Master, he is awake!"

Su Yu opened his mouth suddenly, only to see Meng Zhou who was leaning on his shoulder opened his eyes slightly, his voice was hoarse and weak: "Hurry up..."

He Yang took two steps forward, leaned closer and asked, "What did you say?"

"They released a lot of half-monsters, everywhere..." Mengzhou coughed twice with a painful expression, and said intermittently: "Their goal is to cross the life formation, be careful under the Shuihe Mountain."

"What do you mean?" Su Yugang asked, Mengzhou on his shoulders closed his eyes again, he looked up at He Yang, his face hidden behind the mask was extremely serious: "What should we do now?"

"We've been tricked, and Shuiheshan is their real goal." He Yang frowned. He should have been alert when Yao Wang and Jiang Lechi didn't arrive as agreed, but there was a wave in Yihonglou's teleportation circle. The strong demon energy made him mistakenly think that the main event was in the black market, but now it seems that all this is just a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain.

"Warning, the dungeon is temporarily closed due to emergencies, please wait patiently for some time."

A thick voice suddenly appeared above the heads of the crowd, bringing shocking news. This was something that had never happened before, and it caused quite a commotion for a while.

The teleportation circle failed, and the black and white crowd gathered in one place, making noise and restlessness.

He Yang let go of Su Yu's wrist, his eyes were cold, Su Ye's sword was out of its sheath, shining brilliantly in the suffocating darkness: "It's ridiculous to try to trap me with this method alone."

"Master..." Su Yu felt the powerful fluctuation of spiritual power around him, and the hair on his sideburns fluttered along with it, and he couldn't help feeling palpitations.

He Yang turned his head, glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and said in a low voice, "Take back ten steps so as not to hurt you."

Su Yu pursed his lips, with complicated emotions in his eyes. After silently reciting ten numbers in his heart, he stopped, and then a white light burst out in front of his eyes, illuminating the entire dungeon.

Su Ye Sword has the ability to open up the world, and it is no problem to overthrow the entire black market. The soil is falling along with the boulders, and as the cracks become bigger and bigger, it will only collapse in an instant.

He Yang tapped his toes, passed Su Yu's side in a few steps, wrapped his arms around his waist and swooped up, and the two returned to the ground at the last moment with Mengzhou.

As soon as it landed, a net spread out all around, and a familiar face appeared in an ancient and complicated totem.

"Lan Feng" smiled strangely, standing in the center of the magic circle, his eyes showed a hint of approval: "As expected of Lord Qingwu, I have spent so much effort but failed to trap you."

He Yang looked around and found something was wrong, the entire Shuihe Mountain was empty: "Where did you take them?"

Mozun sneered, the black mist around him became thicker, his voice was hoarse and terrifying: "You should worry about yourself first."

Before the words fell, Su Yu was engulfed in the black mist and let out a painful and desperate roar. He Yang frowned, only to hear the demon whispering in his ear: "Look, the apprentice you raised since childhood is a demon , he has always wanted to put you to death."

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He Yang: Put it this way, I knew it right from the start...

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