Martial Arts: Start Stealing the Talent of the Undead Divine Phoenix

"You can do it yourself if you want to do it yourself. There is no need to drag me up. There doesn't seem to be any deep hatred between me and them."

Fang Wen pretended to be contemplative.

Hearing that, Gui Mingji looked at him in surprise.

"Are you sure there is no deep hatred between you? Inhuman races also belong to the mountains and mountains. Logically speaking, you came from one place. Shouldn't you seek justice for them?"

Basically, everyone knows about the swordsman sword spirit.

Many Sects want to follow suit, but against Inhumans, they have no chance of winning at all.

If this is not the case, the Inhumans will be hunted down by everyone.

"The justice of their alien race should be recovered by themselves. This matter does not fall to me. Although I walked out of the mountains and mountains, it does not mean that I have to help them.

Fang Wen is a little bit oily and salty, no matter which way the ghost festival starts, Fang Wen doesn't mean to nod his head.

This guy is really not so difficult.

"In that case, why don't you take me to the mountains and mountains for a good look? I have always heard of the majesty of the mountains and mountains, but I have never entered. I am really curious about what it looks like inside."

If nothing can be done, the Ghost Sacrifice has other tactics.

It just so happened that she had never seen the mountains before, and this was also a good opportunity for her.

Fang Wen on the side glanced at the Ghost Festival in front of him, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Why do you have to waste time on me? You know you can't get any answers you want on me...".

"What is wasted on you? The mystery of the son is very exciting."

Gui Mingji scanned Fang Wen up and down, and after a while, a playful smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It has nothing to do with ghosts, what she is doing now is entirely out of her own interest.

As long as he can figure out the secrets of Fang Wen, it is okay for him to waste more time on Fang Wen.

Upon hearing this, Fang Wen shook his head and strode forward.

The Ghost Festival followed Fang Wen unhurriedly, without any intention of turning around and leaving.

The two randomly found a restaurant to sit down. The interior of the restaurant was full of people, and Xiaoer arranged for them to sit down for a while.

"Little Er, what's the situation? We didn't have so many people in this city before.

Gui Mingji glanced at the guys beside him, and looked at the shop Xiaoer in front of him suspiciously.

She also couldn't recognize whether these guys were familiar faces or raw faces.

She doesn't recognize so many people in the city.

Not to mention the city, even among the ghost gates there are many people she doesn't know.

"Miss knows something. These people have been here in the past two days. As for why they are here, I don't know. Anyway, I think they are not good."

Xiao Er carefully glanced at the group of people sitting aside, and whispered in the ear of Gui Ming Ji.

For ordinary people like them, there is no need to care about so much, it is enough to make their money.

Hearing this, Gui Mingji nodded, and did not continue to question.

On the side, Fang Wen carefully looked at the few people sitting in front of him.

"These guys are really familiar."

This inexplicable sentence of Fang Wen made a bad premonition emerge in the heart of Gui Mingji.

Gui Mingji looked sideways at Fang Wen, with questions in his eyes.

"They should all be directed at Shenzong.

"You mean these guys are decent ones?"

As the Ghost Festival said, he carefully observed the person closest to them.

Each Sect has the characteristics of each Sect, and in these people in front of her, she did not find anything that could prove their identity.

I don't know how Fang Wen recognized it.

". "Yes, can't you see such obvious things?

Fang Wen looked at the Ghost Festival in amazement.

This expression seemed to have a hint of sarcasm in Gui Mingji.

The girl glared at her angrily, and turned sideways to ignore him.

"Little Er, what do I want? How long have I been waiting here? Will you do business on earth?"

The people beside them urged a little impatiently, their eyes fell on those in front of them, and other colors were still shining in their eyes.

"Immediately, this is coming."

Dian Xiaoer answered in a hurry, and rushed to the people with things.

Those guys' attitude towards Xiao Er (good money Zhao) is very unreasonable.

The Gui Mingji on the side looked at it and couldn't help frowning.

"Do these guys really think of our ghost gates as Shenzong? They dare to run wild on my turf."

The Ghost Festival snorted coldly. Just as he was about to do it, Fang Wen placed the teacup in front of him.

"What do you mean?"

The Ghost Festival could tell that Fang Wen was stopping herself, but she didn't understand it.

"If you make a noise here, only the people here are injured. If you really want to do something with them, you have to choose a good place."

After listening to Fang Wen's words, Gui Mingji's expression looked a lot better.

She glanced at the man deeply, lowered her head and said nothing. .

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