The little fat man was silent.

Others were not in the mood to participate in the discussion.

Deacon Huayu's face was pale, as if it was the end of the day, Xia Shuzhilian's face was full of bitterness, and several male deacons were also pessimistic and depressed, like death row prisoners rushing to the execution ground.

At this time, a dark red gleam rushed in from outside the store, it was a pair of brand new and delicate dancing shoes.

The pair of dancing shoes rushed into the shop with a patter, and came straight to Fu Qingyang. Without saying a word, they kicked hard through the quilt.

Bang bang bang. The dull sound of kicking and kicking echoed in the store, each kick was full of strength, as if he and Fu Qingyang had a sworn feud.

However, its attacks are not even close to scratching the surface.

"This is." The deacon Huayu was pale and frightened, his almond eyes shone brightly.

Yin Ji gasped for breath, "Yuanshi Tianzun's red dancing shoes!"

Everyone's eyes lit up, including the three masters.

These are Yuanshi Tianzun's red dancing shoes, which he used in the group arena.

"Yuanshi Tianzun is here!" Xia Shuzhilian said excitedly, brows and eyes stretched.

At the time of despair, the young man who was as dazzling as the sun shone into their hearts.

"Enough is enough, these ghost corpses and spirit servants are enough for me to use as a master, thank you cousin."

The young man as bright as the sun was busy bowing his head, even his cousin called out.

On the dark long street, in front of a shop called "Ghost Guerrilla", Zhang Yuanqing got the ninth corpse.

After the marshal helped to seal it, he took out Little Red Riding Hood and put away the boy's corpse.

During ten minutes of exploration, they collected a total of nine corpses and six wraiths, most of them were at level 4 and level 5, and there were only two corpses of level 6, and one ghost.

And they will be sealed for a long time until Zhang Yuanqing raises the experience value to the peak of level six.

With his current reserves of Taiyin power, it is very difficult to continue to nourish and control Yin objects of the same level, unless he majors in Taiyin.

Anyway, the combat strength of the sixth level is enough, and he can't eat too much. Besides, what Zhang Yuanqing needs most now is actually some low-level genitals that can be used as cannon fodder.

There must be high-end combat power, and low-end cannon fodder is also indispensable.

Seeing Guan Ya's boyfriend put away his penis, Fu Qingxuan said slowly:

"It's time to pick up the trash, and get rid of those three rats by the way."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to hold Zhang Yuanqing's shoulder.

Hey, why don't you turn on the navigation this time? Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart, and in the next second, he felt the pain of the steel knife scraping the hairline again.

Fortunately, this pain only lasted for two or three seconds before his feet stepped on the ground again. He appeared outside a puppet hall. , not lifelike, but lifelike dolls.

Following their gloomy and empty eyes, Zhang Yuanqing looked at the torn quilt spread out on the floor tiles.

The nine people lay side by side, covered with dark blue torn quilts, with only one head exposed, like the servants who slept side by side on the big kang in the rich and powerful families in Northeast China in the early years.

Broken quilt? The cowardly quilt that Xia Shuzhilian mentioned in "The Sea of ??Yashan" refers to this regular prop of Elder Gao? Pfft, their current posture has no identity at all! While Zhang Yuanqing heaved a sigh of relief, he felt that this scene was indescribably funny. JrNovels.com