The Third Master of the Fairy is a Girl

However, he didn't show it, just shook his head at Qian Fu.

Signal him not to be embarrassed.

But the money is rich but red-eyed.

"How can I watch you die! We've known each other for most of our lives, how can I, how can I ignore you?"

Fat Xuehai also had red eyes and grinned.

"What are you afraid of, you can burn some more paper for me later, although the thing you pierced is really ugly-"

Qian Fu wanted to laugh and refute, but he couldn't laugh or refute.

He tried his best to hold back his tears, patted Fat Xuehai's hand, and looked at the cold-blooded and ruthless girl, the hatred and disgust in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Since you have come to ask me about the whereabouts of the twelve weapons, and you think you have received any specific information, then you should also know that the companions who came with us are from the same place as me, you bring them, I People will say it when they see it!"

This time, Money Rich is tough.

It seems true, she won't say it if she doesn't see others, even if she kills the old fat!

The girl didn't say anything, but just waved her hand, which solidified on Fat Xuehai's body, as if she wanted to pierce him into a hedgehog-like blood bonus needle, all turned into blood beads, and flew back to the blood pool.

But, at the same time, she got up and walked out, passing them, stepping out of the tunnel entrance, and disappeared on the winding stairs.

As soon as she left, Qian Fu and Pang Xuehai breathed a sigh of relief, Qian Fu quickly tore off his clothes, tied Pang Xuehai's bleeding legs, and looked at him guiltily.

"It's me--it's got you--"

"What nonsense are you talking about? After all, I'm going to find you all about this shit!"

Fat Xuehai, who was gasping for breath in pain, gouged out at him angrily, and then cursed uncontrollably.

"Lao Chuo that bastard! This time I can't go back, if I can go back by luck! I will definitely tear him up!"

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the more angry he wanted to tear people apart, Fat Xuehai took a deep breath and pushed Qian Fu.

"Okay, hurry up and see if you can run. After a while, if she really wants to catch Lao Jin, it's really over!"

Having said this, Fat Xuehai condensed in his heart and was a little worried.

"Those two little guys don't know—"

This remark made Qian Fu's heart sink very hard.

If the three old guys are really here, it's fine, but what about Luo girl and Xiao Baibai?

Right now, I don't even know where they are. Previously, they were so engaged by the Nine-Five Dragon Gate, and they were not in a hurry to explain it to others. Thinking of coming, Xiao Baibai was scared and stupid.

After all, no matter how mature and precocious a child is, he would never have expected this—

Don't talk about him, even they never thought it would happen like this!

Simply, simply—

Fuck!

But right now, no matter how much you think about scolding your mother, how much you think about killing people, it won't help.

Taking a deep breath, Qian Fu dragged Fat Xuehai to the side and sat down against the wall. He hurriedly rummaged in this strange and inexplicable basement, trying to see if he could find anything else.

The whole basement looks very simple, big and empty, with a huge pool, inside is a pool of calm red water, Qian Fu didn't want to know what the red water is, in addition, there is a stone table. , there are some scrolls on the stone table.

After he saw the words on the scroll, the whole person froze there, and Fat Xuehai, who was also observing the surroundings, saw it and frowned.

"What did you find?"

"..."

Qian Fu opened his mouth and walked over with some scrolls and handed them to him.

Pang Xuehai took it in puzzlement, but when he glanced at the words on the scroll, his eyes slowly widened, his hands trembled a little, and after a long time, he looked at Qian Fu with a gray face, and his lips were blue and purple. The corners are trembling.

"Like, if, I, I'm not mistaken, this, this should be-"

"Lanhydroxy ancient text-"

Qian Fu closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and spat out the answer that Pang Xuehai guessed.

!

Fat Xuehai was holding the scroll in his hand, but he couldn't hold it, and the fear of stormy waves appeared in his heart.

However, Qian Fu handed him the other parchment with a hopeless expression on his face.

"—We, we, before, deliberately deciphered the history of Lanhydroxy, and Lanhydroxy's history is the most famous wine, horseback riding, silverware, gems, and—"

"Magic, witchcraft, saintess, sorcerers—"

Pang Xuehai looked at the few parchment scrolls in his hands with scattered eyes, and mechanically followed the words of Qian Fu.

Qian Fu nodded bloodlessly, pointing to the parchment scroll in his hand.

"Peacock City, the capital of the Lanxi Capital, one of the forty-eight countries in the Western Regions, that mysterious country that was said to have been punished by the sky and disappeared for thousands of years, we are very likely to be here—"

pat.

The scroll and the parchment rolled off the ground from Fat Xuehai's hands, making a not-so-subtle landing sound, but they exploded in each other's hearts like a thunder, rumbled in shock.

If it was in the past, they would have jumped up and down happily!

After all, if you can study and experience personally, that mysterious country that has disappeared for a long time, digging for treasures or something, you will laugh in your dreams!

But now, I just want to cry!

Moreover, on the scroll that fell to the ground and rolled out, there was a clear and exquisite drawing of a girl. The girl was painted so vividly that she was like a real person in a mirror, smiling innocently and cutely, even if there was a curtain blocking her. , can't hide her happy smile, and the sweet little dimples on her lips.

And this girl, they had seen an identical one a few minutes ago, but this one was completely different from the one in the painting, cold as a stone, cruel and ruthless.

And, on the side of that scroll, there is a note—

[The ninety-ninth saint, Shanyina Kuka]

Qian Fu and Pang Xuehai were suffocated there, not knowing how to react for a while.

After a long time, Qian Fu picked up the scroll, the scroll, and the parchment, put it back on the table, and opened his mouth with difficulty.

"You, rest for a while, I'll go out and see—"

"……Okay--"

Pang Xuehai also nodded with difficulty and watched Qian Fu stepped out of the tunnel. Then he let out a deep sigh, moved his stiff and painful legs, looked up at the ceiling, then froze for a moment, then lowered his head again. Looking at the ground, he turned his head to look around, and gradually frowned.

The ceiling, the ground, and even the entire wall are covered with countless dark lines. At first glance, it looks like an orderly arrangement of tiles, but upon closer inspection, they are all connected to the pool, which is very strange.

A little subtle fat Xuehai was born in his heart, he moved his legs, and crawled towards the pool, ready to see if he could find any other clues.