Chapter 451 Mr. Rholy on

Zhuge Fuliang was sent out of this space and lived in a wing under the arrangement of the sand mud named Xiaoyun. In a blink of an eye, Zhuge Buo has lived here for more than half a month. In the past half month, the poor monks appeared once, and then they have been locked in a small independent space without coming out.

The poor monk is the owner of Qianye City, but he also accepted more than a dozen disciples. Usually, he is quite friendly to Zhuge Fuliang, the guest. In particular, the little Shani was obviously familiar with him. After a few days, he took Zhuge Biao to talk about everything. He took him around the city and introduced many relics in the city.

"Look over there, that place is said to be the place where a fairy stays. But later, Qianye City experienced countless wars, and this place also turned into ruins in the war. Xiaoyun pointed to a ruin not far away and said.

"And over there, the emperors of the southern region broke through the impossible realm there." Xiaoyun also pointed to a quiet grove.

"Oh, by the way, this well is very good. The well water inside has the effect of fairy medicine, but it has dried up."

"In the ruins of the dilapidated palace over there, a best magic weapon was unearthed."

"..."

There are many introductions like this, and Zhuge will be surprised everywhere. This Qianye City has existed for tens of thousands of years, and many sites have a lot of time. Such a ten-thousand-year-old ancient city must have its extraordinary place.

Xiaoyun led him around Qianye City. In the end, there seemed to be nothing to introduce. Zhuge Butiao walked around here by himself, walking in a piece of ruins, and each relic had his extraordinary place.

This is the ruins of a temple, located in the southwest corner of Qianye City, and few people usually come.

The broken statues are lost everywhere, full of the vicissitudes of time. The things here have been preserved for at least ten thousand years and have not been destroyed.

"You see, I guess it's another outsider who wants to pick up a cheap one." Some people in the distance pointed out to Zhuge Bzhi.

"This is very common. There are endless years in Qianye City, and there are many legends. Some foreign practitioners can't help but come here to spy on these ruins. Didn't you also miss going back and forth in these places?"

"That's right. It's a pity that I haven't gained anything. I've wasted such a long time."

"I have turned over these sites more than 800 times, and I don't even have any hair."

"Huh? He seems to have found something?"

"Really? I guess it's some broken copper and iron. I didn't get a lot of these things at the beginning.

A repairman in front of a tea stall in the distance muttered in a low voice.

At this time, Zhuge was not bright and opened a piece of ruins. Under the ruins, he found half a bronze coin. This half of the bronze money is exactly the same as the material of the copper sword on his body, but unfortunately there is only half left, which is of no big use.

For three consecutive days, Zhuge Butiang blindly wandered around the ruins, but he didn't get anything valuable. Think about it, Qianye City has existed for so long that even if there are good things, they have been taken away long ago.

But on this day, when Zhuge Fuliang was walking in another piece of ruins, the broken knife handle in his body suddenly moved. Zhuge Buliang hurriedly took it out. The broken handle of the knife broke away from Zhuge Buliang's palm and flew to a pile of rocks a hundred meters away and inserted it on the ground.

Zhuge Fuliang walked over, pulled out the broken knife handle, and took a look at the pile of stones in front of him. I don't know how long this pile of stones has not been turned over, and it has been covered with moss.

"Boom!"

With a wave of his bare hands, he blew up the pile of rocks, and Zhuge Buliang carefully searched in the pile of rocks. Finally, in a piece of soil, Zhuge Fuliang found a bronze ware more than a foot long. After a complicated look, Zhuge Fuliang judged that this was a bronze hilt, and there was no sword body.

Comparing the bronze sword handle with the broken knife handle, the materials of the two are extremely similar. However, on the bronze hilt, there is a solidified black spot, like blood, but for a long time, the blood stain has dried up on the hilt of the sword.

No matter how hard Zhuge Fuliang tried, he could not erase the blood stains on the hilt of the sword.

"Ha ha ha, this friend, you seem to have found a good thing." A faint laughter came from behind, and seven or eight practitioners with different appearances came up. And it was a middle-aged man in the middle who spoke.

Zhuge Butang ignored them. He just looked at the bronze hilt and the broken hilt and found the same place.

"Hey, are you deaf? I didn't hear you talking to me." A ruffian young man standing next to the middle-aged man shouted.

Zhuge Fuliang turned his back to him and was still silent.

Seeing that the other party ignored him, the leading middle-aged man couldn't help frowning and said, "Friend, you have just arrived in Qianye City?"

"It's been a while." This time, Zhuge didn't speak.

"Ha ha ha, we have just arrived. We have been wandering here for a few days and haven't found anything useful. It seems that your friend is lucky today and seems to have found a good thing." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"It's okay."

"..." The middle-aged man's face showed disgust, and he was uncomfortable with the calmness of Zhuge, but he immediately smiled again: "Friend, can I borrow what's in your hand?"

"No." Zhuge Buliang still answered lightly.

"What if I have to see it?" A cold light has appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes.

"Then come and get it."

"This..."

A group of middle-aged men stood in place in a dumb manner. They didn't know what to say. The other party understated a few words, which made them speechless. These people have been searching in the ruins for two days, but nothing has been found. Originally, I wanted to give up and go to another ruin to look for it, but I happened to see that Zhuge Butang opened a pile of ruins and seemed to find something from it.

Several people immediately got the idea of fighting. Looking at this person's cultivation in the realm of condensing the sky, there are two practitioners in the realm of condensing the sky, and naturally they are not afraid. After some discussion, he came up.

However, since ancient times, people like this kind of find fault have to have an opening speech. The language dialogue was originally designed in advance, but the other party understated a few words, so I don't know what to say.

You want to rob, right? OK, I'm not asking you to grab it. Come and get it...

This is the meaning of Zhuge Fuliang's words.

The group of middle-aged men still thought that Zhuge Fuliang would fight against them, but they didn't expect it to be such a scene.

"Contempt?" The middle-aged man thought secretly in his heart that he was a little guilty.

"Oh, I said, what's the matter? I'll do it!" The ruffian young man standing next to the middle-aged man stood up and shouted, "Who am I talking about? Bring the two things in your hand and show us.

Zhuge turned his head quietly and looked directly at a group of middle-aged men.

"Ah! How could it be... How can it be you!" The ruffian young man's face changed greatly in an instant, and he was pale and inhuman.

Then he shouted strangely and ran to the distance without looking back.

Everyone else was dumbfounded and didn't know what had happened. His companion actually looked at the other party and was scared into this virtue.

And Zhuge Butliang was stunned when he saw the young man again, but by this time, the other party had already run away.

"What's wrong? What's going on with that boy? The middle-aged man frowned.

"Don't pay attention to him. That guy is usually nagging." The other man curled his lips and said.

Zhuge Buliang frowned. He still looked at the direction of the young man's escape and took a step to chase him.

"Hight!" The middle-aged man shouted coldly, and his body moved in front of Zhuge Fuliang.

"I have something to do." Zhuge Bliang said coldly.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Take out the two things in your hand and lend them to us. Don't be so stingy."

"Get out of here!" Zhuge Fuliang's eyes were cold. With this loud shout, he directly used the sound killing technique.

Several people's perceptual brains almost fell to the ground with a "buzz". This roar, together with the original divine consciousness, was a shiver.

At this time, Zhuge Fuliang had already taken action, grabbed the middle-aged man's neck, and casually threw it out, like a chicken. The middle-aged man snorted, and his body flew far away and smashed into a pile of troubled times.

"You..." The others changed their faces, and two of them had rushed to Zhuge Fuliang.

"It's settled!"

Zhuge didn't show his fingers, and the two practitioners who rushed to him were fixed in mid-air.

"Bum!"

"Bum!"

Zhuge Bu Liang slapped one by one, and the two practitioners flew out like cannonballs. The direction of flying out is exactly the same as that of the middle-aged man.

At this time, the middle-aged man had just come to his senses and was about to rush out of the ruins, but two figures flew in front of him and smashed him in all of a sudden.

ps: There will be a third chapter, but it will be later.