Shengshibaojian

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Zhuge Jun trembled all over, subconsciously jumping up to resist, the blade quickly stuck up, and drew a knife mark next to his neck.

"Don't move! If you move again, I'll wipe your neck!"

Zhuge Jun frowned slightly, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a thin and thin figure, wearing a mask and black-rimmed glasses, he was a young Chinese man!About 20 years old, there is still immatureness in the words that have not been deeply involved in the world.

"Brother! Do we know each other? Are you sure you didn't mistake the person?"

"Stop talking nonsense! I'm looking for you! Zhuge Jun! Zhuge Wujiu's apprentice! Chief Appraiser of Nagano Antique Shop!"

"Yes, yes! So I was prepared to come! I, Zhuge Jun, have not been a teacher for a month, and I have never had a bloody feud with anyone. Brother, I think we are about the same age, and we are both Chinese people. Why do Chinese people make things difficult? Huaxia people, if there is anything you can sit down and discuss! In my opinion, there is no problem in this world that cannot be solved with money! If there is, it means that there is not enough bargaining chips!"

"Shut up!" Fang Jialong was already sweating profusely at this moment, he subconsciously clenched the sharp dagger in his hand, leaving a blood-red mark on Zhuge Jun's fragile vein.

"From now on, if you have another word of nonsense! You will bear the consequences!"

This sentence really scared Zhuge Jun, he slowly raised his hands and nodded in response: "Brother Xing Xing Xing, I listen to you! You can do whatever you say!"

"Zhuge Jun, I'll ask you a few questions next. If you lie a single word, your life will be here!"

"No problem! Brother! As long as I know about Rishima! I will tell you everything!"

"Who is your real identity? How long have you learned the rank cultivation from this Wu Jiu?"

This is Fang Jialong's stepping stone question, testing Zhuge Jun's attitude.

Zhuge Jun glanced at Fang Jialong from the corner of his eye. Although the other party covered his facial features very tightly, his few questions could tell that the young man's aura was deep.

"Let me tell you! My original name is Guo Shouyu! I was originally an apprentice in a shop in Jingxiu Antique City, and I was selected by the old man to be my master's apprentice... I have been studying with my master for a year, and I just became a teacher recently, brother! My brother! People seldom make enemies with others! Are you sure you are looking for the wrong person?"

"You shut up? A year?"

Fang Jialong stared at Zhuge Jun and repeated, he already felt an extremely powerful aura from Zhuge Jun.

The aura of this person in front of him is at least above the eighth rank, and he can be promoted from an unknown junior to the rank of the eighth rank master in just one year. Apart from Zhuge Wujiu's special training, this Zhuge Jun's own talent should not be underestimated.

It is said that this Zhuge Jun is a genius in the cultivation world. Judging from what Fang Jialong has seen so far, he is indeed worthy of his name and deserves his name.

"How did Zhuge Wujiu teach you! You became an eighth-rank master in one year?"

Zhuge Jun changed his posture slightly, his eyes closed slightly. As the saying goes, an expert can tell if there is one when he makes a move. The young man behind him can tell that he is an insider with a single word, and at the same time, only a high-level practitioner can see the opponent's cultivation. It can be seen that the young man's cultivation level is at least comparable to his own.

"Brother... this... it's really hard to say... my master has done his best for me. Every day, within a fixed time, he will inject spiritual energy into my body and teach me the secret of cultivating ranks. Antiques and antiques The knowledge of appreciation and my abilities are all taught to me by my master. In other words, without my master, I would not be Zhuge Jun. The master is my reborn parents! Brother? Is your focus on me? Or my master? ?”

Zhuge Jun's red lips were outlined, and Fang Jialong's thoughts could be seen in just a few words. Two young people who seemed to be about the same age unknowingly launched a psychological war between you and me.

"If you shouldn't ask, don't talk too much! You should be familiar with Zhuge Wujiu, so let me ask you now, where is he? Where are others?"

"Sure enough, brother, you still pay attention to my master. You are also a person with a brain. If you want to find a master, you should look for me first. There are not many people in Dajing who know the whereabouts of my master. But brother, I am sorry to tell you , my master is no longer here!"

"What I'm talking about is absence, not death, but my master's whereabouts. On the day I left the teacher, we had a meal, and then we never saw his old man again. I don't know where he went. His old man My whereabouts have always been mysterious, and I never mentioned it to anyone, so brother, if you want to find my master, you should stop thinking about it! Unless you go to find Mr. Nagano, the only person in this world who knows the whereabouts of my master is probably Master Nagano!"

"You don't know and who knows!" Fang Jialong suddenly took a heavy breath, and the blade in his hand pressed closer to Zhuge Jun's neck: "Where is Zhuge Wujiu! I don't have time to spend here with you! I want to find That person! I must find that person!"

Zhuge Jun sighed and said, "Brother, it's useless for you to get angry in such a hurry! I've told you everything I need to say. Tell me what you want to do with my master? I'll try my best to help you clear it up, say Maybe there will be a chance to meet Master in the future..."

Zhuge Jun kept talking about those words, but he still couldn't tell where Zhuge Wujiu was. Then Fang Jialong changed the question again: "Nine-rank elixir! You should have heard of this, right?"

"Okay brother, you know quite a lot! I know! I heard from the master that there is only one ninth-rank elixir in this world. Whoever can get this elixir will be the overlord of the first-rank cultivation world." !"

"It's in the hands of Zhuge Wujiu!"

"I really don't know about this, brother! What is the level of the Ninth Grade Elixir? You and I know it well, right! Even if it is really in the hands of my master, he will not tell me, right? I am An inconspicuous little apprentice!"

"Brother? It seems that you are very familiar with my master! Do you have any relatives with the master in Huaxia? If you want to say this, I am very curious about the relationship between you?"

"You talk too much!"

Fang Jialong looked at Zhuge Jun and couldn't get any information, so he simply raised the handle of the dagger and slammed the back of Zhuge Jun's head, knocking Zhuge Jun unconscious.

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Ten minutes later, Fang Jialong took off Zhuge Jun's body a valuable rosewood bracelet and a pure jade wrench, cleaned up the room a bit, and prepared to leave.

But he didn't want to feel a burst of piercing spiritual energy coming from behind him just as he was turning around, and when he turned around suddenly, he saw Zhuge Jun flying towards him.

Fang Jialong took a deep breath, and his eyes showed an incredible expression. He obviously used nine layers of strength, but he didn't knock Zhuge Jun out. On the contrary, this kid found the best time to fight back, and subconsciously wanted to go Draw the dagger in his arms.

call!

Zhuge Jun's speed was extremely fast, and a volley palm hit his chest.

Fang Jialong crossed his palms to protect his body, turned his head and burst out with all his strength, and slammed into Zhuge Jun's thin shoulder.

Zhuge Jun followed, first grabbed the opponent's wrist with one hand, and then went to Kafang Jialong's left arm with the other.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The eyes of the two young men erupted red and bloodshot, and invisible spiritual energy erupted from their bodies respectively, and they both saw shocking expressions from their respective eyes.

Both of these two are first-class talented players in the cultivation of ranks, and at the same time, they are the existences that stand out from the crowd. During the few seconds of confrontation with each other, their strengths are evenly matched, and it is difficult to distinguish between them.

Zhuge Jun first yelled: "Boy! You've done a good job of cultivating ranks! You're actually an eighth-rank master! It's a pity that you came to Ridao to find the wrong person, and you are too young to take revenge! I don't care about you and the master." If there is any grievance between them, today I will help master get rid of you, the scourge!"

"At your level, you still want to seek revenge from the master? You can't even beat me, and you still want to take revenge! It's just an idiot talking in sleep! Hehe!"

"Zhuge Jun! Killing one is killing! Killing two is killing! I'll kill you first! Then go kill that old thief Zhuge Wujiu!"

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