Changsheng: I can sell everything

Song Ciwan stood behind the curtain and witnessed a good show of "Niu Lao Liu was tortured in every way, and Wu Zhenren frequently collected human desires".

To her, this scene actually felt strangely familiar!

Wu Zhenren's method of collecting "human desires" with a clean bottle, from another perspective, is similar to Song Ciwan's method of collecting "human desires" with the help of heaven and earth scales. Who can say that there is no similarity?
It's just that Song Ciwan doesn't arouse other people's emotions by deliberately torturing them, and she rarely even takes the initiative to deliberately collect such things.

Even if she occasionally guides some people, Song Ciwan's actions can at best be regarded as making the most of the situation and following the trend.

Compared with this real Wu, Song Ciwan can be regarded as the number one benevolent person in Tianzi!
She is not deliberate, not active, and also appears to be very inefficient.

But Song Ciwan didn't regret his inefficiency in the past, it's still the same reason, people should have some bottom line when they live in this world.Even if you are not a gentleman, you should do something and not do something.

The power to let go of the bottom line will no longer be power, but will inevitably become a devil!

How could Song Ciwan not understand this truth when he practiced Void Phantom Sword?
Niu Laoliu was tortured by Master Wu till he was covered with scorched marks and was dying. Finally, he fell from a brazier to the ground. Seeing that he could no longer squeeze out his emotional breath, Master Wu pretended to sigh and said, "Fire torture 36 It can be regarded as a bit pious. Forget it, I will lend you this treasure for the time being."

With that said, he threw his hands up.

A silver-gray thing that looked like a small shuttle rolled and fell to the ground.

The little silver shuttle rolled directly from under the curtain to Niu Lao Liu's hand. Niu Lao Liu stretched out his hands on the ground and quickly grabbed the little silver shuttle.

The moment Yin Shuo got in his hand, Niu Lao Liu was suddenly covered by a silver light with a slight red glow, and the injuries he had suffered on his body quickly healed under the penetration of the red light.

Niu Lao Liu groaned "ah", and got up from the ground.

He was holding the silver shuttle in his hand, with an ecstatic expression on his face as if he had found a treasure.

"Thanks to the real person! The real person is so kind!"

Bang bang bang!
He kowtowed violently almost crazily, but after a while, blood came out from his forehead again.

A tiny ray of red and white "human desire" emerged from the top of his head again, slightly curled through the curtain, and fell into the clean bottle in the palm of Master Wu.

Little Yinsuo continued to emit silver light in Niu Lao Liu's hands, while absorbing all the blood from his forehead, and at the same time emitting red light, healed his wound.

Behind the curtain, Master Wu's voice was hoarse and high-pitched: "Mortal, go ahead. Put this treasure into the water and soak it for three quarters of an hour. After drinking it, martial arts practitioners will be restless and die in the sun. If so, You can take revenge!"

Niu Lao Liu hastily kowtowed again, thanking Master Wu respectfully.

He left with Yin Shuo, but Song Ciwan was not in a hurry to chase him.

Song Ciwan knew where Hongsheng Martial Arts was, so he was not afraid that Niu Lao Liu would not be found later.

Song Ciwan stayed in Wu Zhenren's residence for another quarter of an hour, only to see that Wu Zhenren suddenly jumped up from the spot after Niu Lao Liu left.

With a single leap, Song Ciwan could see clearly that what was exposed under the dark blue feather cloak of this black master was not a normal human leg, but a pair of slender bird feet!

The bird's feet are inconvenient to wear shoes, and sticking out from under the empty trousers, a pair of bird claws, eight bird toes, and the sharp claws of the hook are shining coldly, making people frightened.

This real person Wu clearly looks like a demon who has not lost his bestiality!

But the strange thing is that Song Ciwan couldn't sense any evil spirit from Wu Zhenren.

I don't know if he used some special method to cover up his demonic aura, or... this real Wu is really not a demon?His appearance...maybe there is another reason?
Song Ciwan observed patiently, and saw that Wu Zhenren jumped up and then kicked the bird's feet and walked on the ground indiscriminately.

As he walked, he kicked all the braziers all over the floor, and the charcoal fire splashed and fell on him. The feather coat on his body was not damaged at all, but there was an intoxicated expression on his face.

"How stupid are mortals, but they can still be born with intelligence. God is too unfair!"

Wu Zhenren's face was intoxicated, and he muttered to himself, but his tone was fierce and mean.

"I don't accept it! I want all the fools in the world to be my godly resources!"

"Fool! If you don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Hahaha! Haha..."

Master Wu laughed, his laughter was hoarse and strange, like a crow lowing.

Hearing this, Song Ciwan frowned slightly, and his eardrums seemed to tingle.

Fortunately, Master Wu didn't laugh for too long. After venting his anger, he kicked all the braziers aside, and then took the clean bottle in his hand and put it into the curtain hanging in the room.

Yes, the veil is obviously flat, but the clean bottle fell into the veil with a light touch.

As if there was an invisible paintbrush, it instantly painted the Jingping bottle on the crow-blue background of the drapery.

The end is amazing.

Immediately afterwards, the curtain shook like water waves.

Behind the curtain, there was a voice that seemed far away and near, and rang faintly: "Wu Yu, your speed of collecting beliefs seems to be slowing down recently?"

There was a hint of blame in this voice.

On the side of the cloth curtain, the wrinkled and dark-feathered face suddenly twisted for a moment.

He said in a hoarse voice: "Don't blame the barbarians. After all, it's the New Year's Eve. Even the most evil people have to celebrate the New Year. How can it be so easy to find someone with enough resentment? I also tried my best, Lao Wu, and I still hope that the barbarian So that I can speak well for my old Wu in front of the second prince."

"If the barbarian can be accommodating, Lao Wu, I'm not the one who doesn't know etiquette..."

Wu Yu twisted her face while speaking humble words.

These are not that important. For Song Ciwan at this moment, what shocked her deeply was the "Second Prince" that Wu Yu suddenly mentioned!
How could Song Ciwan forget the so-called "Second Prince"?
She is too familiar with this name.

At the beginning, Suyang City was plagued by rat demons, and there was also a rat demon who claimed to be the God of Julu National Flower, who wanted to kidnap Song Ciwan and "dedicate her to the second prince as his concubine".

Although Song Ciwan used his methods to chop the flower god mouse demon into ashes, but when he washed the demon in the washing room later, Song Ciwan had a relationship with a person called "Huangxiu" just because of spying during the demon cleansing. "Erlang" had a confrontation between the masters of transformation in the air!
No, in fact, none of that could be called a confrontation, it was a one-sided crush.

If it weren't for Tiandi Scale's miraculous ability to draw a large amount of Song Ciwan's true energy and longevity to intercept the other party's space, then Song Ciwan might not have a future!

How could Song Ciwan not be impressed by this "Second Prince" or "Er Lang"?