A blond man in a denim suit walked to the door, looked inside, touched his brown beard, and asked tentatively, "Can I come in?"

The accountant, who had been taciturn, showed up and glared at the western cowboy, snorted coldly: "This store only accepts Chinese monks, so it is best for Russians to get away."

After saying that, the accountant threw a black tube of white tip brush. The tip of the pen was dipped in thick black ink, and a few drops of ink splashed on the ground, turning into a burning fire. The flames soared into the sky did not affect anyone in the store, but instead pressed towards the cowboys from the west.

"ah……"

The cowboy in the western region changed color in horror, quickly retracted, took out the spirit-raising gun in his hand, and pulled the trigger in panic.

The bullets shot out were drowned in the fire. Seeing that this trick was useless, the cowboy from the west swears and swears, and then turns around and runs away.

"Haha, Xiao Zamao still wants to get involved in our Chinese place, it's really overestimated his ability," a monk with a rough appearance raised his wine glass and said proudly.

Jiang Luo frowned and asked in confusion: "Strange, why did the Americans run to the secret realm of China?"

Chu Yunyan smiled and said, "The world is bustling, all for profit, and all for profit."

The monks from any country are eager for powerful power, and the Bashu Secret Realm is obviously more attractive than the Bermuda Secret Realm in Europe and the Babrido Secret Realm in South America."

After a while, a woman in a cool dress, with a protruding front and a raised back walked over. As soon as her front feet stepped into the threshold, a fire rose in front of her, which scared her to retract her feet quickly.

"I just want to stay in a hotel," the woman explained pale and powerlessly.

The accountant served her with a high look and waved her hand, "Get out, the Japanese don't want to step into the wind and sand."

The cultivators just now secretly mocked the accountant for not knowing how to be merciful. Now that they learned that the girl was from the island country, their views on this matter immediately took a 180-degree turn, and they sighed that the accountant was the true man of China and the pride of the descendants of Yan and Huang.

The island girl gritted her teeth, shook her chest with two taels of white flesh, and ran away in shame.

Lin Shuying held a piece of fat meat, but couldn't eat it. Instead, she held her cheeks and stared at the accountant uncle in a daze.

"Hey - Miss Lin, you won't be sexually altered, right?" Hao Shuai said in a terrible way.

Lin Shuying glared at him and said angrily: "Get out, you're just changing your sexuality. I'm just curious, who has the advantage of your ice armor against the fire control technique in the account room?"

Hao Shuai looked embarrassed and immediately lowered his head, "Didn't this ask me knowingly? I can't even beat Jiang Luo. If I face a monk who is stronger than him, I might lose much worse."

Lin Shuying said deflatedly: "Oh, it seems that we can only be human with our tails in our hands."

While they were fighting each other, Xue Ning and Jiang Luo had already released three nano dragonflies.

The little dragonfly flew out from the door and headed towards the left and right without any speed.

A minute later, a burly black man rushed to the door of Fengsha Ferry, carrying two nano dragonflies in his hand, opened his big white teeth, and cursed for more than a dozen times in the bird's voice.

The general meaning is that you Chinese are so despicable that you don’t allow us to enter your restaurant, but use high technology to monitor our privacy.

"Your mom is the target, I must freeze you into ice." Hao Shuai was good in English and quickly understood the other party's swear words. He couldn't get over it and rushed over with a quick step.

"Stop, don't cause trouble before you leave Fengsha Ferry. As the hour of tomorrow passes, I won't care if you show off." The accountant suddenly spoke, like a heavy hammer, hitting Hao Shuai's heart.

"Hao Shuai, come back," Jiang Luo also spoke, wanting to talk to Hei Da and ask him to hand over the nano dragonfly, and he will finish it all.

Unexpectedly, the big black man raised his small neck and waved his strong arms to the right, jumped to the riverside, threw two nano dragonflies into the river, and then ran away and ran into a Red Building a hundred meters away.

Xue Ning frowned and said, "It's okay, we have a remote control. With a light press, the dragonfly will fly back automatically."

But after pressing it for four or five times, the dragonfly did not fly back. This nanometer monitor has a very good waterproof function, but it only prevents ordinary water. It falls into the boundless Red River, and life and death are unpredictable.

When he got ashore, Jiang Luo used his spiritual sense to scan the water of the Red River, and he could not see clearly the situation in the river. It was not realistic to go deep into the river to salvage nano dragonflies, so he could only admit that he was unlucky.

Xue Ning sighed, and in order to avoid a terrible incident, he quickly took back the third nano dragonfly.

After dinner, the monks moved the table away, sat on the ground, and began to concentrate on practicing. The other place was not good, but the spiritual power in the air was more than twice as rich as Juxianzhuang, and even comparable to the small spiritual veins of China.

It was late at night, and screams came from the next door. More than a dozen white men covered in blood ran past the gate of the Fengsha Ferry. Behind them were a group of hungry and cruel vampires.

Jiang Luo stood up, walked to the door and looked out, his spiritual sense spreading to the left and right sides. Just as the barriers on both sides were cut out, a small gap was cut. Soon, two bloody scenes appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

More than a dozen blonde white men fell from the cave of Jinjin, and a group of black men with fangs and claws rode on the white men to drink blood and eat meat, which was so majestic.

Ninety-nine percent of the monks in Rikayuan came from the Yamato people, but this did not affect their own killing. Various magical weapons ran around in the air, meat foam flew everywhere, and blood flowed into a river.

Jiang Luo gasped and as soon as he entered the secret realm, the monks from both countries took action against their companions without hesitation, destroying their human nature.

Suppose that if Fengshadu is not strictly managed, will these Chinese monks around you also raise their swords and cruelly cut off their companions' heads?

Thinking of this, Jiang Luo's face became more and more ugly. He woke Xue Ning and others up and solemnly reminded him, "Don't sleep. Once the hour passes, we will set off immediately and don't stay for a moment."

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" Xue Ning asked worriedly.

"It's nothing, I just see the ugliest side of human nature," Jiang Luo sighed, and turned to ask Chu Yunyan, "Sister Yun, do you have any plans?"

Chu Yunyan said: "I heard that Beique City has an ancient tower heritage that is open every hundred years. It is better for us to try our luck."

Xue Ning nodded and said, "This is a good idea. The inheritance land must have gathered monks. We can rush over and complete the exploration record as soon as possible."

Jiang Luo had no objection and nodded in agreement. Soon, he was surprised to find that except for the five of them, all the monks who closed their eyes and rested were asleep, and several were snoring.

The accountant sat on the bench, squinted his eyes and said quietly: "Sealing one by one, do you think it's easy for me? The owner of the Lu Manor can't get rid of his merciful habits, but he's so tired that we servants."

Jiang Luo immediately figured it out and said shockedly: "Uncle, why did you seal them?"

"Silly boy, if I don't interfere, your friends will have seen the King of Hell."
Chapter completed!