Rebirth Profession Sells Miserably

I don’t know if it was influenced by Xingshu’s words. Shangwu had a dream that night. Although the dream was not the previous scenes, he might have been stimulated by Xingshu. He dreamed that he was chasing behind Xingshu. , The voice of milk cried out to Daddy.

The two stupid guys who yelled with him, the fish in the jar couldn't speak, they just kept spitting bubbles, and they seemed to be learning how to scream.

Shangwu felt 10,000 in his heart unwilling, but after seeing the other party spread his hand and let himself crawl into the palm of his hand, he felt that it was just a scream, not less meat, and more monsters. Meat to eat.

So Shangwu listened to him calling the other party's father all night, and then slowly opened his eyes amidst a rustling sound.

At this glance, he saw that the secret passage in his room was pushed away by one hand.

Shangwu's first reaction was that the stupid dog came back, and was about to adjust his posture, taunting him habitually. However, immediately afterwards, he saw a snow-white head emerging from the underpass, and a picture with the stupid dog. A completely different face.

Shanggo: "..."

It was a young man with white hair and white clothes, who seemed to be carrying someone on his back, and a faint blood floated from them, thinking that he had experienced something.

The young man poked his head out with a vigilant look, and after seeing Shanggo sitting on the bed, he immediately assumed a defensive posture.

The white-haired young man’s breath is still a bit panting. His eyes are of different colors, one side is as red as blood, the other side is as bright as glass, because even the eyebrows and eyelashes are snow white, making him look like a delicate face with a face Porcelain doll.

Shangwu was only surprised for a moment, and he immediately felt something. He drew out his natal magic weapon, and Snake Xinzi lightly licked his lips: "Ahhhhh, look at what I saw? Lingxiu dared to run. Come here."

The white-haired young man was stunned for a moment, his eyes swept across Shangwu, his pupils suddenly shrank: "Zhushu!"

The man in the mysterious robe lying softly on the back of the white-haired boy heard the call, moved weakly, and raised his head with difficulty, revealing a tough face.

Seeing the face of the man in the Xuanpao, Shangwu paused with his hand waving the magic dragon claw lock, and there was a bit of surprise and interest in his voice: "Oh Huo? Isn't this the big owner of Dongyun Commercial Bank?"

After the words fell, Shang Wu only felt a flash of light flashed through his mind, and the playful voice instantly turned into incredible: "Dongyun Commercial Bank...Ziyang...Dongyun Ziyang?"

The white-haired young man found that the Demon Xiu in front of him seemed to know the person on his back, and frowned slightly, "What's the matter with you? Do you still know Demon Xiu?"

Zi Yang just wanted to speak, but first squirted a mouthful of blood, vomiting dirty the white-haired youth's hair and robe.

Shangwu just noticed that the white-haired young man was wearing a black background with red stripes and embroidered clothes with gold silk edges. With the fierce beast pattern on the clothes, this was clearly the imperial robe of the Demon Emperor!

What's going on again, Pang Junxie's servant was stripped of clothes?

"You are, Shangwu?" Zi Yang was obviously seriously injured, coughing up blood, and said vigilantly: "Why... he is here with you..."

he?

Shangwu finally realized that there was a person lying next to him, and it happened that because of these noises, Xing Shu was also awakened, rubbed his eyes and sat up, a little confused: "Is Jun Xie back? Nan Wei Gaocheng. How about... the ball... the ball!"

That white hair was so conspicuous, it would be difficult for Xing Shu not to notice it.

Of course, Xing Shu also quickly noticed Zi Yang, who still had blood on the corners of his mouth, and his pupils shrank slightly: "Zi Yang, what's the matter?"

Having said that, he rushed over and helped the two of them out of the secret tunnel, subconsciously wanting to secrete mucus and treat Zi Yang for treatment, but thought that he now has legs again. If he secretes mucus, he will not let Zi Yang find himself. Is that the fish before? So temporarily it turned into using the wood spirit power to heal Zi Yang.

Shangwu Dama Jindao sat on the ice bed, twisting the long locks with both hands, squinting at the young man in the Demon Emperor's robe.

Looking at it, suddenly it seemed as if he was thinking of something. He leaped in front of the ball with a big stride, picked up the chin of the ball with his fingertips, and said: "You..."

The ball quickly dodges in shock, showing an expression of disgust: "What are you doing?"

Shanggo looked straight into the eyes of the ball.

White hair, glazed eyes... This looks like a monster beast that has transformed into shape.

As for what kind of monster it is...

Shangwu inexplicably thought of the white stupid dog in his dream, and then his entire face became a little weird: "Pang Junxie?"

It can only be said that it is Shanggo, just a face-to-face, just relying on hair color, pupil color and clothes style, and even without other people's prompts, dare to make such a bold guess.

The ball showed a puzzled expression: "You, know me?"

Shanggo:!

Shangwu took a deep breath, and the corners of his mouth slowly pulled open with an enthusiastic smile, his tone of excitement of exploring new knowledge could not be concealed: "You don't know this seat?"

The ball's eyeballs rolled around.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he found himself in a dark and damp place, and he was lying down on a ladder, holding something similar to a handle in his hand.

He subconsciously pushed the handle away, only to find that it was a place similar to a dark path, and there were formations on the dark path. In order to prevent others from detecting it with the power of divine mind, only certain people could enter and leave.

Outside the underpass was a messy and dirty alley, with a faint gasp and a hint of blood.

His memory still lingered when his disciple from Tianyin Pavilion stabbed him, and when he saw the unfamiliar scene in front of him, he felt very confused.

He pushed aside the secret tunnel and walked out, only to hear a chaotic footstep approaching here.

"There is blood here! It must be near here, chase it!"

"Here!"

"There is an alley there!"

The sound got closer and closer, the ball felt bad, subconsciously wanted to return to the secret tunnel, but heard the faint gasp suddenly heavier, and began to move in his direction a little bit, as if wanting Avoid those who speak.

The ball didn't go back to the secret path immediately, but walked a few steps forward, and saw the man curled up in a ball with scars all over his body.

Even if the opponent becomes so embarrassed now, it is impossible to recognize the ball. Listening to the sound of the footsteps getting closer, the ball rushes over without thinking about it, picks up the person, and then rushes back. In the secret!

"Strange! There are obviously bloodstains here, why are they missing!"

"This is a dead end, did you run from above?"

"Hurry up! That kid actually wounded the Sect Master, he must be a spy sent by the Demon Race!"

...

The sound of footsteps faded away, and the two of them looked at each other on the narrow stairs of the secret passage, with complicated eyes.

"Why are you here?"

"Why are you here?"

After saying the same thing, the two of them paused before speaking.

"Where is Xingshu?"

"Where is the pivot?"

Two people: "..."

"Isn't he with you?"

"Isn't he with you?"

Two people: "..."

Hearing what the other party said, the two stared together.

"Didn't he go looking for you? How could he be with me?"

"Didn't he go looking for you? How could he be with me?"

"..."

At that moment, from the eyes of each other, they realized that things were very different from what they had imagined.

Fortunately, Qiqiu still had a contract with Xingshu. After Qiqiu simply bandaged Zi Yang, he walked here from the underpass through the induction of the contract. There were also many monks from the demons on the road, all of whom were knocked out by the ball.

Now, they finally came out of the secret road and saw Xingshu, but they saw such a scene coldly. And this magic repair, why does it seem to know him?

What happened during his injury? Why does he appear in the realm of the demons? Why did Zi Yang and Xingshu also appear here?

Shangwu didn't answer when he saw Qiqiu, and turned his attention to Xingshu who was concentrating on healing Zi Yang: "Do you know him? Who is he yours?"

Xingshu's left eyebrow jumped, pretending not to hear.

He himself is now digesting the current situation.

"Shushu!" Qiuqiu walked to Xingshu, blocking Shangwu's gaze, and his voice was a little unnoticeable: "Who is he?"

Xingshu's right eyebrow jumped, and continued to pretend not to hear.

Under the treatment of the wood element spiritual power, Zi Yang slowly recovered his energy, and spit out a mouthful of silted black blood, and said hoarsely: "These years...have you been...he here?"

Xing Shu: "..." Can't hear, can't hear, can't hear...

Shangwu raised his eyebrows slightly: "I can answer this question. I only caught him from that stupid dog in recent months. I don't know who his last name was before."

Stupid dog?

Zi Yang's gaze turned silently to the ball.

Qiuqiu jumped up: "I don't know you! Who do you think is stupid!?"

Shangwu glanced at the ball meaningfully: "You are also a dog demon... That's a coincidence, but it's a pity that this seat doesn't refer to you. You don't need to rush to check in, although you don't seem to be very clever."

"You!" There was a threatening growl from the ball's throat, but he was afraid that there were Xingshu and the injured Zi Yang in the room, and it was very unfavorable to fight here.

Shangwu stared at the ball with scorching eyes: "But... there is a more coincidental thing. The stupid dog I'm talking about is also called Pang Junxie."

"Fuck!" Isn't that just cursing me? !

A fierce light appeared in the eyes of the ball.

But soon Shangwu said again: "He is the Demon Emperor of the Demon Huang Continent, a stupid dog with black hair."

The ball's expression stiffened: "Black hair?"

Shangwu nodded: "Black hair, and it doesn't look like you at all."

Shangwu stroked the chain on his hand, his expression was enthusiastic: "So, I am very curious, what is the relationship between you and him?"