"Big brother and second brother, you have suffered!"

Hua Canling choked.

Several people went to a place selling rice paper. Don't ask why there are ancient rice paper here. You know, this is a gold black market. You can buy everything you want.

But most of them were obtained illegally.

Like slaves.

Xingying's painters are still good. When they were young, their three brothers, the eldest brother loved musical instruments and the third brother loved dancing sticks. Only he liked calligraphy, chess and painting. If he had nothing to do, he began to draw two strokes.

Now, in the absence of advanced scientific and technological equipment, a few strokes will soon outline the features of the people they are looking for.

At the sight of Hua Canling, she suddenly felt familiar: isn't this the lame man who led them in the street of Liuguang planet!

"He? It's him? Isn't he a leading informant?"

Hua Canling whispered surprise.

When Xingying threw the pen away, Han Sheng said with a smile:

"We were all cheated. He is indeed an informant, but he is the boss of the black market!"

Their two brothers, a big prince and a second prince, are the pride and symbol of the Empire. Would they be willing to suffer this humiliation? Naturally, we try our best to investigate the situation here.

The slave owners thought that if they were given a locked spiritual ring, their spiritual power could not be used; That's because they don't know that they have received special training since childhood. They know how to open the spirit lock ring without the power of spirit hunting!

Hua Canling gave the portrait to Bai Muling and asked Bai Muling to publicize it.

Today's Bai Muling, invisible, has become the executive officer of Hua Canling!

In order to smoothly join the Xingyu army and become glorious soldiers afterwards, these slave spirit hunters consciously did what Bai Muling told them!

……

The gold black market became a field of war. Due to the fighting of the crowd, Suo Nila naturally did not catch up with Hua Canling.

In the past, if he wanted to stop the war, he only had to use his profound spirit hunting power to intimidate him; Who let him die and control his cultivation only to the extent of the holy spirit hunter?

Can only slowly slip through the cracks of those fights and look around for the figure of Hua Canling.

Yunzuiyan's health was not very good. After chasing Suo Nila for a few steps, he coughed and was held by two members of the devil star theft group to find a clean and safe place to sit down and rest.

After a while, someone came to report the situation of Hua Canling.

It turned out that she was really looking for someone.

Just where did she get her brothers?

Yun Zuiyan's eyes darkened. He didn't know what he was thinking and had no instructions.

The reporter took out another portrait, put it in front of him and said, "Lord, they are still looking for this man. It is said that this is the boss behind the black market."

Yun Zuiyan picked up the portrait and said in a negative tone:

"Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, it was hidden so deep."

He didn't even recognize him that day. He pretended to be a lame man who led the way.

"What are they looking for him for?"

Yun Zuiyan asked.

"I heard it was to find him to open the way out."

Report to your men.

Yun Zuiyan stood up, threw the portrait casually on the ground and said, "hum, find it. As long as he is still in the slave black market, even if he demolishes the slave black market inch by inch, he will find him."

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