Chapter 134 Dilapidated Scrolls Are you busy?

"This admirable warrior doesn't say anything, what about our beauty!" Huang Wuji ignored the scream of the black wind thief and turned his eyes to the ever-changing flying fox. Without the veil, which was different from the rough skin of ordinary indigenous people and the perfect facial features made most of the businessmen present admire it.

These businessmen go in and out of the wind and moon place all year round. There are countless beautiful wives in their families. Beautiful women have seen a lot of beautiful women. There are not many beauties like variable flying foxes in Daman. Even if there is, it has become a ban on those upper-level dignitaries and rich families. It is almost impossible for ordinary rich businessmen to see beautiful women of this level. Looking at a delicate flower, they are about to be tortured in pain, which makes them feel pity. At the same time, they also have a deeper fear of Huang Wuji. They don't even let go of the beautiful women, let alone them!

"Beautiful lady, I know you are a variable flying fox, but can you know your real name!" Huang Wuji did not use torture as soon as he came up. Instead, he gently looked at the changeable flying fox and asked her name. It seemed that he had no desire to do it. Was it a change of sex?

"My name is••••••!" The ever-changing flying fox's eyes gradually blurred. Huang Wuji's pupils were like black holes, which deeply attracted her eyes and seemed to want to go deeper. The man in front of them was full of mystery, which made people involuntarily want to lean on and throw themselves into his arms.

"The ecstasy of the God of the Dharma" At this time, Huang Wuji is like a natural luminous body, which is full of unfathomable mystery, making women throw themselves into their arms like moths. All the secrets will be said under the eyes of the two souls.

"Well, I don't want to know your real name. Can you tell me why you want to rob the caravan!" Huang Wuji interrupted the changeable flying fox's words. The question just now was just to see if he was confused.

"The caravan!" The ever-changing flying fox tilted its sexy head and thought for a moment. His eyes slowly lit up and said slowly, "There is something in the caravan. I have to grab it!"

"What is it? Can you tell me?" Huang Wuji's magical words are full of magic, echoing in the mind of the variable flying fox. The whole person is confused and uncontrolled at all, and wants to say all the secrets in his heart.

"I don't know either. It seems to be a secret record of magical power. It needs to be sent to Fang. Someone told me to intercept it!" In a daze, the ever-changing flying fox said the secret in his heart under the inducement of Huang Wuji.

"The secret record of magic power, no, it should be the secret record of magic power!" Huang Wuji's thinking changed in an instant, and he couldn't help showing a trace of excitement. Unexpectedly, he walked on the road casually. He not only made him become a blood resentment ball, but also encountered a secret record of magical power. It seemed that having a sacred object of luck was different.

"Tell me, whose hand the thing is in!" Huang Wuji's later generations know countless skills, but what can really be called the secret record of divine power, in addition to the Congenital Heart Sutra, King Kong quenching Boxing Boxing, Tiger Roar King's Boxing and Blood Nerve, there are really not many. At best, it can only be considered good, and it can also become a unique learning in small sects.

"The thing is in the hands of Pang Wanshan. It is the leader elected by the caravan this time. Since they were on the periphery of the wild wolf field, mine has begun to monitor!" The ever-changing flying fox said firmly.

"Pang Wanshan!" Huang Wuji thought for a moment and immediately thought of Mr. Pang, probably his real name. He turned around and said with a smile, "Mr. Pang, I don't know what your real name is. Can you tell me!"

"This, this... this!" Mr. Pang suddenly squeaked, which further proved Huang Wuji's inference. Huang Wuji casually found a boss with one hand and asked, "This boss, what's Mr. Pang's name? Do you know!"

The boss who was called out almost fell to the ground with his legs when he heard Huang Wuji's question. Fortunately, there were two bosses next to him who supported him: "Mr. Pang's name is indeed Pang Wanshan!"

"How about it, Mr. Pang Wanshan, you still have to play!" Huang Wuji's eyes were as cold as a snake, staring at the fat night like a sharp sword. Pang Wanshan was speechless. Under Huang Wuji's eyes, his body seemed to be pierced by ten thousand arrows, like sitting on needles, as if sharp needles were in front of his eyes.

"That's right, I'm Pang Wanshan!" After all, Pang Wanshan was the boss of the caravan. He swallowed a few breaths of exhaust and forced himself to calm down. His eyes were facing Huang Wuji's eyes, and the two fought against each other.

"Since Mr. Pang has admitted it, let's hand it over!" Huang Wuji squinted his eyes, which made people unable to see what he was thinking.

"It's impossible. If you give you something, you can't take it away. On the contrary, it will lead to death. I advise you not to think about it!" Pang Wanshan said stubbornly that his tone seemed to be for the best of the emperor. You can't take things away, and it's useless to take them away.

"As long as you give me the things, you don't have to worry about the consequences, hand it over or not!" Huang Wuji's squinting eyes suddenly opened, and a dazzling light shone directly into the mountains, and an invisible pressure slowly enveloped him.

"Kid, don't be shameless. You know who the thing is, and you dare to pay attention to it!" Pang Wanshan was overwhelmed by the momentum of the emperor. He was unwilling to show weakness and red eyes, gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

"No matter who I am, as long as I am seen, it's all mine!" Huang Wuji's words are extremely domineering and simply ignore the people in the world. No matter what he sees in his eyes, everything is a member of his heart.

"Kid, you're really not afraid of death. I can give you something, but you can't kill me!" Pang Wanshan saw that Huang Wuji was determined to want what he had in his hand. If he didn't hand it over, there was only a dead end. And he was also afraid that Huang Wuji would cross the river and tear down the bridge, and wanted to get its guarantee.

"Okay, I can protect you out of the wild wolf field!" Huang Wuji didn't even think about it and said loudly.

"What you said is serious!" Pang Wanshan looked at Huang Wuji's expression carefully and wanted to find out the lie. Unfortunately, Huang Wuji is telling the truth at this time, but there is another sentence in his heart that he didn't say: "I guarantee that you get out of the wild wolf field does not mean that you can be safe and sound after you get out of the wild wolf field. If you meet a robber on the road, you can't blame him for being killed!"

The wild wolf belongs to the jurisdiction of Jianghuai City. Within the jurisdiction of Jianghuai City, except for the inside of Jianghuai City and within a hundred miles outside the city, which is relatively safer, other places belong to the three-indifferent zone.

And within the safe range of the wild wolf field to Jianghuai City, it still takes thousands of miles. During this period, anything happened to Pang Wanshan can't be blamed on his Wuji. It can only be said that this old boy is unlucky.

How many storms and waves has Pang Wanshan experienced in business for decades, and how shrewd he is in his heart. Of course, he heard Huang Wuji's words. I just don't care. As long as safety is guaranteed in the wild wolf field, the road out for thousands of miles is several times more dangerous than the wild wolf field. Besides, he himself comes to Jianghuai City once a year.

There are some friendships between large and small forces within thousands of miles of Jianghuai City. It should not be a problem to reach Jianghuai City safely. Pang Wanshan didn't care more about this matter. The broken scroll in his hand has not found anything strange so far. It can only be said that it is a little strange and wants to be given to a person in Jianghuai City for identification.

I don't know why this matter spread to the outside. Pang Wanshan also decided to take the broken scroll to Jianghuai City in person for the sake of safety. If what you have in your hand is real, it's okay to say that it's fake. Tell the world immediately and let all those who pay attention to him stop and don't make trouble.

"Well, go and take it out for me!" Huang Wuji reads a lot of books. Although he does not know many secret records of magical powers, there is a golden house in the book, and there is a jade in the book. The characteristics of some secret records of magical powers are more or less recorded in ancient books, and even some ancient books appear in some broken and broken learning.

Like the previous blood resentment ball, it is a broken magic door secret method found in the last mezzanine of an ancient book. There are countless magic weapons around future generations, and there is no need to refine the blood resentment ball, which is a lower third-class magic weapon to enhance its own strength.

Huang Wuji withdrew his pressure. Pang Wanshan got up from the ground tremblingly, and without that wise and shrewd demeanor, his whole person seemed to have been **** countless times.

Pang Wanshan walked to his motorcade. After a while, he got down from the carriage, holding a huge brocade box ten feet long like a piano box in his hand, and put it in front of Huang Wuji and said blankly, "Here's the thing. If you want, just take it!"

Huang Wuji did not look at Pang Wanshan. All his attention was focused on the collection. He threw out two spiritual forces with both hands, slowly lifted the brocade box into the air, put it flat on his chest, and slowly opened the lid of the brocade box with both hands. He saw a broken and dusty old scroll placed in it.

Huang Wuji's face couldn't help changing. He looked at Pang Wanshan and said coldly, "This is the so-called secret record of magical power!"

Pang Wanshan's face did not change color, and the scattered hair seemed to be combed in the car. There was a sarcastic smile in his eyes and said, "This gentleman, I didn't lie to you. It's true that. Those magical secrets are all rumors. This broken scroll is a little strange, and I can't figure it out. I just want to give you an uncertain saint's appraisal in Jianghuai City to see if it's a treasure!"

Huang Wuji grabbed the dilapidated scroll in his hand, and his spiritual power gently brushed the dust on the surface of the scroll. He walked to the changeable flying fox and asked, "Tell me, do the person who asked you to rob the caravan really want this thing!"

Saying that Huang Wuji put the old scroll in front of the changeable flying fox. The changeable flying fox's confused eyes looked at the broken scroll and nodded slowly, which explained everything.

"It's really this thing!" Huang Wuji couldn't help but feel funny. How many people killed, how many people died, and the final result was a pair of dilapidated scrolls.

"Okay, I'm unlucky today. Keep your word, Pang Wanshan, I'll protect you out of the wild wolf field!" Huang Wuji said in a word that Pang Wanshan's eyes flashed, fleeting in a blink of an eye, and it became gloomy. Other merchants around him opened their eyes wide and wanted to know their future.

"As for the others...!"

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