The Opening Summons The Black and White Impermanence

"But if you want to sell your soul, I can offer a good price."

soul,

After Meng San listened, his body was stagnant.

If the soul can be exchanged for a good price, then sell it yourself,

A piece of red paper appeared in front of Meng San,

Blood curse book,

The agreement that needs to be signed when the Kuchak Palace is used for trading,

Both parties buy and leave, even if the transaction is completed,

The soul collector pays Meng San's corresponding remuneration, and the other party wants to deliver the traded items to the Kruck Tree Palace.

"Meng San, you are a walking corpse after the soul is separated. As long as you don't have trouble in the ghost markets of the four cities, you can do whatever you want. No one can stop you."

"Master, I sign."

Meng San picked up the blood curse and unceremoniously signed his name on it.

Protocol generation,

A wisp of pale white soul flew out of Meng San’s body,

The soul collector opened the brocade box in front of him and collected his soul.

"This is soul coin. If it works in the endless river, now you can go."

"Yes~~~"

The mechanical result of Meng San’s soul coin in the master’s hand,

He looked straight ahead,

Without soul,

He doesn’t even have thinking anymore,

Everything is driven by my own greed, walking aimlessly in the world,

Sent away Meng San,

The soul collector took out Meng San's soul again, put it in his own long smoker, and lit it immediately.

Clatter,

A breath of smoke lingers,

The smell of the soul lingered in his mouth,

"Tsk tusk, it really isn't great."

The soul collector said lightly,

Booming~~~

Tasting the soul of Meng San,

Even in the deepest part of the ghost market in the Four Cities, there was a little turbulence in the Kuchiku Palace.

The master looked into the distance,

I don’t know what I’m thinking,

Bang,

The gate of the dead wood palace closed again,

Ushered in,

Kuchaki Palace is doing business, and outside matters have nothing to do with him.

not to mention,

Whether it is Evernight Changhe or Meixiangwu, they have their own managers,

If something goes wrong,

Unless they don’t have the ability to settle down, otherwise they won’t have their turn to come forward...

Long River Gambling Shop that never sleeps,

One of Meng Gaofei’s arms has been scrapped,

The flesh and blood is churning outside,

But his eyes are still as firm as ever,

The three golden dice linger around him, protecting his life all the time.

"You can't go, you can't live."

Shan Bo approached Meng Gaofei and said,

Around him are full of people who never sleep in the river, the ghostly spirit is so dignified that people can't breathe.

"If you want Lao Tzu's life, you are not qualified!"

Meng Gaofei smiled dismal.

My thoughts are like returning to what I experienced when I was in the ghost world.

Still so desperate,

It’s just that I was very lucky to have encountered black and white impermanence.

But now,

These guys deceived that the Yin Cao Jifu was doing invisible activities here,

Thanks to the great kindness of the cloudy emperor,

Even if Meng Gaofei sacrificed his life, he still had to repay this kindness.

"Hahaha, I want Lao Tzu's life, your bargaining chips are not enough, not enough!"

With a long drink,

The mad forehead pouring out of the body, like a surging river,

Meng Gaofei is going to fight this group desperately.

Dao power appeared in the air, igniting the night of the ghost markets in the four cities,

Shocked the ghosts floating around,

Anyway, I can't escape here, so let the people in the ghost market of the four cities have a good experience of what they can do as the six masters.

Booming~~

The explosion sounded from the long river that never night,

The vertical and horizontal breath, together with the four directions, implicates all ghosts, monsters, and sinners.

The spreading fire of Taoism,

Swallowed everything,

Hum,

Just praise the power that bursts out of merit in the palm of your hand,

The breath released by Meng Gaofei is enveloped in a barrier, no matter how hard he struggles, it is difficult to resist this magnificent power.

"False merit."

During the explosion,

Meng Gaofei said gloomily,

"Tsk tusk tusk, since the merit is in the body, how can it be hypocritical and true? It is people like you who are too serious."

"Yin Cao Jifu will never be unaware of your despicable deeds."

"They won't know."

She said with extreme certainty,

The barrier shrank rapidly,

In a blink of an eye,

Meng Gaofei suppressed the action.

I only boasted that I could catch one of the six Taoists alive, but he was still negligent.

The three dice of Meng Gaofei hovered beyond the barrier, when the master was in trouble,

The dice are flying,

Destroyed countless buildings in the surrounding area, simply boasted, the power to suppress the opponent was disturbed,

Meng Gaofei also seized this opportunity to make a breakthrough and escaped.

but,

The ghost city of the four cities is so big,

Without being led by anyone, he could not escape at all, so he had no choice but to jump into the river overflowing from the earth veins alone.

Wait until the singular boasting has slowed down,

I can't see him anymore,

"My lord, are you going to chase it."

The waiters of Changhe who never night rushed over and asked,

"No, this earth vein is a tributary overflowing from the orthodox earth vein, and no matter it always surrounds the ghost city of the four cities, even if he can escape the endless river, he will never escape from the ghost market of the four cities. "

"Notify Meixiangwu, the Deadwood Palace and the Styx Blood Sea and let them help in the tracing."

"Yes."

The waiter led away,

Shan Kua stood on the edge of the river and looked at the direction of Meng Gaofei’s disappearance.

Having entered the ghost market of the four cities without the command of the master, who can leave alive?

Nye Changhe wants to open his eyes,

The appearance of Meng Gaofei is just the tip of the iceberg in the endless river.

Even if he is making trouble in the big place, it will not affect normal business relations in the slightest.

Meng San, who had lost his soul, quickly returned to the endless river.

With the mortgage of the soul, he can be regarded as a distinguished guest.

The stakes are still high,

Unfortunately,

Meng San is not the gambler who can stand up.

Wait until he loses everything,

Can only be expelled,

A flat boat is traveling on the ground,

Meng San stood alone on the bow, the corner of his mouth kept chanting "big big".

As for Meng Gaofei, who came to the ghost market of Sicheng with him, the eldest brother who kept yelling, he also completely ignored him.

"Guest officer, go slowly."

When Meng San reached the end,

The boatman greeted him to get off the boat,

Here is a path that spreads back to the world,

Meng San did not hesitate,

Stepped stiffly and returned to where he came in.

The faint ghost fire continues to spread,

In the middle of the night,

Meng San's Walking Dead generally has no purpose,

The only thing in my mind is how to return to the ghost market of the four cities and win back what I have lost.

One night, one day,

I don’t know how long I wandered,

Meng San finally returned to the familiar city,

Several children rushed in the streets, playing happily,

The playful voice attracted Meng San’s attention,

Yes,

I can go back and continue betting,

Meng San said to himself,

He doesn’t have everything, but it doesn’t mean he can’t go back to the ghost market of the four cities to continue gambling.

What you don’t have, others still have,

Even if it is robbed, he will have to make a copy of it.

A child inadvertently bumped into Meng San's body while having fun.

"sorry."

The child's immature face looked at Meng San and said,

"It's okay, just don't be so frizzy in your next life."

Without warning, Meng San stretched out his hand to hold down the child, and then broke his neck abruptly, while the other took out a sharp short knife and pierced into the opponent's body.

This scene,

Scared the other children in the same group,

The companion who was still alive just now turned into a corpse that was getting colder.

Meng San cut through the opponent’s chest and took out the living heart.

"This thing should be worth some money."

He muttered to himself,

Without any expressions,

One is not enough,

He also needs more capital,

When he looked at the other children, all those innocent and immature faces paled by his fright.

"Kill, kill."

The voice of the child cried out,

Alarmed the pedestrians passing by in the streets,

No one would have thought,

Someone will stretch their sins on children,

Meng San was covered in blood, with a knife in one hand and a heart in the other, with a terrifying smile exuding the corner of his mouth.

Acting in broad daylight,

"My son, I killed you!"

A middle-aged man saw that his child had been harmed by Meng San, and went crazy and rushed to the other side.

The pole in his hand fell on Meng San's head.