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    Zuo Liangshi turned around and looked at the turbulent sea. The tide was running from the horizon line by line, and it was nearly a hundred feet high when it reached the seaside. It was foreseeable how terrifying the scene of the source of the wind and waves would be.

    "I opened the sea world and withdrew the disciples in the sea," Zuo Liangshi's blue clothes rumbled from the wind, "I also woke up Xuanwu, asking it to disturb the sea breeze and the direction of the tide. No one can find it now. Where are they, don't worry."

    Jun Changwei frowned even tighter.

    Xuanwu Negative Candle Town Cangming.

    Just like the Kuilong at the foot of Taiyizong Mountain, unless it is a big event, it will never disturb them. Zuo Liangshi is the owner of Shanhai Pavilion, Shanhai Pavilion is a business pavilion, and businessmen never do business at a loss. He even invited Xuanwu to move, and this transaction to be done is absolutely astonishing.

    "Stop talking nonsense," Jun Changwei threw the two disciples to the corner, "what do you want to do?"

    "Let's go and see the play first."

    Zuo Liangshi said lightly.

    He raised his eyes and looked at Candle South East City. In the direction of Honglan Street, the light of the fire gradually diminished.

    ………………

    Qinlou. White paper screen with dark silhouette.

    "Sir, the goddess acted privately and was taken away by Zuo Yuesheng and Lu Jing." Mei Niang respectfully knelt down, bowed her head deeply and pressed her forehead to the wooden floor, "Do you want to send someone to chase it back?"

    "no need."

    Mr. Xi picked up a piece of ice glaze with silver tweezers and looked at the candle light diagonally.

    "But..." Mei Niang hesitated, "A Lian is not very calm, it would be bad if she delayed the master's plan."

    "It's all right," said Mr. Xi gently, "she'll be a good child."

    "Yes."

    Mei Niang dare not speak.

    She can only sigh softly for the child who still has some girlish dreams in her heart... The fate of all of them is like a thread under Mr. Xi's finger, pulled by this man who always smiles, thinking that they can break free The person on the line will only follow the instructions he wrote, step by step toward death.

    "You like that child." Mr. Xi turned the pieces, "Can't you bear to watch her throw herself on fire?"

    Mei Niang was not surprised.

    She was used to Mr. Xi's insight into people's hearts.

    "When Wu Mei saw her, it was like seeing her arrogant self before. I don't know that Mr.'s plans never fail." Mei Niang said, "When Mr. was kind and spared Wu Mei once, Wu Mei couldn't help but want to ask for forgiveness for her once. It's Wu Mei's reckless behavior."

    "Mei Niang, you think highly of me," Mr. Xi laughed. "It just fell short a few days ago. How come it never fails?"

    Mei Niang was startled and almost looked up at him.

    how can that be possible? In this world, how could someone break free from his control?

    Mr. Xi sighed: "I taught a student, he is really a good boy, he is humble and intelligent, and his talent is even greater than that of me... I spent a whole hundred years teaching him evil, Convict him and carve him to be lovable."

    He might really like that student, with so much appreciation in his tone.

    "It's a pity that he was deeply influenced by the previous teacher. Only when he killed the old guy with his own hands would he find that he was just an old coward and would be truly perfect." A teacher who is like a father and a brother, "So, after I was busy, I planned a grand ceremony for him to help him cut off the past and help him become a blockbuster."

    Mei Niang is creepy.

    "Unfortunately, in the end, he is not my student after all."

    Mr. Xi sighed deeply.

    "What a pity."

    Mei Niang's back was covered in cold sweat, wishing she had never heard these words.

    ——She guessed the true identity of this "Mr. Play".

    Mr. Xi didn't seem to notice her strangeness, and his eyes fell on the void.

    "Fortunately, I saw another student worth teaching today, a child who has not yet had a teacher, who is as clean as paper." He slowly retracted his gaze and said warmly, "Meiniang, you are a smart person, right? ?"

    "Wu Mei knows." Mei Niang replied in a trembling voice.

    "Don't be so afraid, just tell the story casually." Mr. Xi smiled, "Let someone make up the dome beads. Without the dome beads, this Vientiane peeping will be useless... The master of the Zuo Da pavilion came to Qinlou like this. Many times, I'm afraid I didn't expect to use such a simple mortal thing, without a trace of spiritual energy."

    On the short case on his right, the glass ball about three feet long was dull at the moment.

    "Qiu Xianchang shattered the dome beads, whether intentional or unintentional, I'm afraid there is a risk of exposure when using Vientiane Peep."

    "It's ok."

    Mr. Xi put down the pieces of ice glaze.

    "someone is coming."

    Before she finished speaking, Mei Niang heard a long series of noisy footsteps mixed with cursing.

    Mei Niang was surprised.

    In fact, there is another mystery in the interior of this building. Behind many private rooms, there are secret passages separated by thin wood. It took several loops of the secret passage to lead to the secret room in the most hidden place. Now the footsteps were mixed, as if dozens or hundreds of people rushed over. She got up immediately, and when she got up, out of the corner of her eyes, she saw the figure behind the screen fade away like ink.

    boom

    Broken wood.

    A figure flew in with claws and claws, and happened to bump into Mei Niang, whose temples were half torn open.

    Before Mei Niang could speak, she was led into the wall by him.

    "Heroes and heroes, spare your life!" The monk Budu, who smashed through the wall, cried and grabbed the ground, "It's not easy for a poor monk to earn three hundred taels of silver! Play it lightly!"

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