Chapter 290 Usage

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Zhou Xing leisurely took the Qinghong pen and jade card back into the storage ring and said lightly, "The identity of the younger generation must have guessed a little. It's better to let the younger generation go. All this has never happened.

Monra Jindan's face changed. He stared at Zhou Xing and suddenly sneered and said, "Your words are half-false and half-real, and it's clear that it's false! Don't you want to deceive me?!" A force of pressure was shrouded in Zhou Xing.

"Where did the senior think these treasures of the younger generation come from?" Zhou Xing looked calm, and the clouds and wind was clear.

"No matter how you get them, even if you really have something to do with these two, the whip is far away. Even if I kill you now, they can't know what I did!" The Jindan monk suddenly stretched out his right hand, and a dark yellow light appeared on it, and a fatal sense of threat extended from Zhou Xing's heart.

Zhou Xing's eyes suddenly appeared with a golden light, and he shouted coldly: "Senior, do you really think that if you kill me, no one will know?!!! The person who was with me in the secret city just now, does the senior know who he is? You have been paying attention to me, but have you ever found out when he left!!!" Zhenyuan wrapped the sound like a spring thunder, circling in the ears of the Jindan monk.

He looked at Zhou Xing, the latter's pair of golden eyes, which surprised him inexplicably. The Jindan monk's hand paused slightly and frowned. He recalled the bald man in the secret city. After trading monsters with Zhou Xing, he was indeed paying attention to the two, but until the bald man disappeared, he did not have a warning. It seems that it should have been. Now that I think about it, a cold breath suddenly rushed into my heart, and my hair stood up.

"Who is he?"

"Ha ha, it can teleport, and even the predecessors can hide it. Who does the senior think he is? As for the clear identity of that predecessor, please forgive me for the inconvenience. Zhou Xing smiled faintly, and his tone was still quite respectful.

The Jindan monk's pupils shrank and said word by word, "Yuan, Ying, Xiu, Shi!"

Zhou Xing did not admit or deny it. He stood there calmly, and the golden light in his eyes gradually faded and returned to black and white. If you break the illusion to the extreme, you can see everything, even if it is the human heart. Zhou Xing is naturally far away now, but suddenly facing each other, even the mind of the Jindan monk is also slightly affected. In this way, with this word, the effect is naturally better.

He didn't continue to speak. The more he spoke, the bigger the flaw.

Jindan monk meditated, and Yu Guang paid attention to Zhou Xing's expression. What he thought about was still the bald man who suddenly disappeared and didn't even pay attention to it. Dimly, the bald man put more and more pressure on him, plus the Qinghong pen and Qianlong Ling...

"The Yuanying old monster can spend 100,000 spiritual stones to buy skills for this younger generation, which is obviously close. With the power and idea of Yuanying, it is very likely that you can expect my movements, and you may have observed me secretly. Thinking of this, the Jindan monk's heart was cold, and he subconsciously looked around. He saw the starlight in the sky quietly pouring in the dark green mountains. The evening wind stroked, the branches swayed, and there was no other figure.

The quieter he is, the more uneasy he is. And Zhou Xing's calm appearance made him even more irritable.

For a long time, the golden monk flashed in his eyes and said in a low voice, "Looking on the face of that senior, I will no longer embarrass you. You go."

Hearing the words, Zhou Xing held his surprise, bowed his hand to the Jindan monk, and said respectfully, "Thank you, senior." Immediately, he looked at the snow-white monster, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Please remove its control."

"Huh! Do you still want it?! For the sake of that predecessor, I don't care about you. Leave quickly, or don't blame me for being ruthless. The Jindan monk shouted.

Zhou Xing's face changed. He risked to stay in order to save the snow-white monster. If the golden elixir monk took the monster away, how could he find this person again in the future?!

"Senior! This is impossible!" Zhou Xing said coldly.

The Jindan monk's face was cold and murderous.

Zhou Xing didn't see it and said in a straight voice, "This monster is what the senior wanted, and the younger generation dare not lose!"

"You threatened me!?"

"How dare the younger generation? Does the senior think that the treasures you trade with are really the younger generation's own? Why did the senior leave when he changed to a monster in the younger generation?! Because the dragon spirit contained in this monster is exactly what the predecessor needs! If the seniors don't believe it, it's better to meet the seniors with the younger generation. Everything is clear. Zhou Xing said calmly, facing the Jindan monk.

"Since it is what the senior needs, why didn't he take the monster away, but on you? Junior, do you think I'm a fool for hundreds of years?"

Zhou Xing was stunned and replied, "That's because the monster's strength is too weak and the dragon spirit is too little. The senior asked the younger generation to take care of him.

"This monster is already a foundation-building strength, so the senior can rest assured to give it to your monk in the early stage of foundation-building? Or are you clever and take that senior as a shield!" The Jindan monk looked at him angrily and made a sound. Every word contained Zhenyuan, like a drum and hammering his chest, which made Zhou Xing's breath unstable and his face white.

Zhou Xing was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and said indifferently, "Since it's useless for the younger generation to explain anything, the younger generation will say goodbye." Zhou Xing shook his head and really turned around and was ready to leave.

Zhou Xing turned his back to the Jindan monk, and there was a trace of sarcasm on his face, as if he was laughing at the Jindan monk's ignorance.

His expression completely fell into the consciousness of the Jindan monk. The man was furious, holding his fist in his hand, and the yellow light flashed constantly. But after Zhou walked a few feet, he suddenly shouted coldly, "Stop!"

Zhou Xing slowed down, turned around and said lightly, "What else is the senior? Do you want to kill the younger generation?"

"Haha, Taoist friends are joking." Monk Jindan suddenly smiled and looked friendly. "What happened just now, I'm just joking with my Taoist friends. This monster has been exchanged with Taoist friends. Naturally, it will not be asked back again. I came here this time. In fact, I forgot to take control of this monster, so I came here specially.

"Senior..."

"Just call me a Taoist friend of Huang Feng. You don't need to call me a senior. It's too difficult. I don't know what to call you?" Monk Jindan was polite, just like two people before.