Changsheng: I can sell everything

Song Ciwan held the five-poison jar in his hand, and poured a few drops of diluted dragon blood into the jar from time to time, arousing the bugs in the five-poison jar to become more restless.

She was dressed in black, with a black armor dagger hanging from her waist, dressed as a swordsman, standing like a ghost in the martial arts arena of Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall.

The giant-like Feng Chuncai was still beating the bugs on his own wounds, his appearance was ferocious and terrifying.

Hu Hui had fallen to the ground, struggling but couldn't get up.

The old owner also sat on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

What's more, some of the people who were fighting nearby stopped fighting and began to think of ways to escape outside the martial arts arena.

There are also some who want to hide, but can't escape at all because the opponent is red-eyed.

There were also some people who frequently looked towards the old curator and Feng Chuncai, it was actually difficult for Song Ciwan to distinguish their positions.

All she saw was a young man with a wounded arm, who was performing lightness kung fu and striding towards the old pavilion owner, while shouting anxiously: "Master!"

Others called him the third senior brother, and some even called him "Xiao Shu" by first name and surname.

Song Ciwan originally thought that she just saw a rough road and acted casually, but soon her eyes fell on the blue vase in the middle of the martial arts arena that everyone walked around.

At the first glance, Song Ciwan actually didn't understand what it was.

Until Niu Lao Liu, who had been hovering on the edge of the martial arts field, suddenly shouted: "Niu Niu!"

Niu Lao Liu's eyes widened to the limit, with a stiff and strange expression on his face, he ran out from behind the flowers and trees in the east corner of the martial arts field, and ran to the side of the four-foot-high blue vase.

Then he circled the vase several times, shaking his hands, startled and angry, and screaming in pain and helplessness: "Niu Niu! Niu Niu..."

He yelled several times in succession, and in the blue vase, the empty eye sockets of the girl on the left suddenly moved slightly.She had always been in a state of half-hanging her head, her beautiful face was expressionless, not like a real person, but like a white porcelain doll.

It was Niu Lao Liu. After shouting several times in succession, two lines of tears of blood suddenly flowed from the corner of the girl's eyes on the left side of the porcelain vase.

Song Ciwan suddenly realized that the girl on the left side of the porcelain vase was Niuniu, the daughter Niu Laoliu had been looking for so hard!
Niuniu, a real person, together with another girl who was about her age, was forcefully stuffed into a half-human-high blue vase by some evil means!
When he realized this, a coolness that seemed to come from an extremely cold abyss suddenly rose from the soles of Song Ciwan's feet and rushed straight to the sky in an instant.

After the coolness rushed out, it was followed by raging anger.

Zulong's casting of money and divination several times led her to come here. Is it because of this pair of beauties in a bottle?
At this moment, Song Ciwan's brain almost instantly reached a blank like white light rushing to the top. When she moved her feet, there was wind around her body. In the blink of an eye, Song Ciwan came to the blue vase.

She raised her hand, and the qi-gathering technique was activated, and her knuckles clasped lightly and firmly on the blue vase!
Song Ciwan's original intention was to smash the blue vase, but—

During this buckle, her hand clearly passed through the body of the bottle, and finally even directly touched Niuniu who was trapped in the bottle!

It felt cool and smooth to the touch, and Niu Niu's skin was as cold as jade, so cold that goose bumps appeared on the back of Song Ciwan's hands instantly.

Song Ciwan immediately realized that she was "not in the world", so she couldn't directly touch the utensils in the world: this blue vase.

But although she couldn't touch the blue vase, her hand could pass through the vase and directly touch the girl in the vase!

Why can't she touch the vase, but she can touch the girl in the vase?
Song Ciwan raised her eyes to look around, and the next moment, she saw a scene that she would never forget.

In this martial arts arena, wisps of gray and white mixed with scarlet invisible Qi soared into the sky. After the aura reached mid-air, they turned one after another and fell into the sky one after another like meteors, falling into the blue vase in the middle of the martial arts arena middle.

Or to be more precise, those qi fell on a pair of girls in the blue vase!
At this moment, these two girls seem to have become one or two special containers that can absorb the "invisible energy".

They are real people, but in the end they were magically made into objects similar to divine artifacts!
At the same time, Feng Chuncai, who was slapping the wound on his chest not far away, turned his eyes and saw the scene of Niuniu shedding tears of blood. He suddenly became ecstatic: "Beauty weeping blood! Hahaha, great, beauty weeping blood, Xing Linqi Jane, I'm saved, I'm saved!"

He ignored the struggling insects at the wound on his chest, but rushed towards him with strides as soon as he lifted his feet.

In the process of running, he did not forget to squeeze through the melee crowd, and randomly took a wine glass full of wine from the nearest table next to him.

Ding Ding Deng!
The giant stepped on the bluestone slab, and in three or two steps, he had already crossed a distance of about ten feet, and came to the blue and white vase.

He pushed away Niu Lao Liu who was standing by the blue vase like a rag, then arched his tall body, and brought the wine glass to Niu Niu's cheek, intending to catch the blood and tears shed from the corners of her eyes.

Song Ciwan understood this scene, and all the monks in front of the light curtain also understood it when looking at the river and mountains.

The streamer of the message talisman flew around on the mountain, and down the mountain, monks from various sects who received the message talisman had already rushed towards the direction of Hongsheng Martial Arts.

Of course, Hongsheng Martial Arts is not the only place that actually has horrific scenes happening.

On the four light curtains on the top of Wangjiang Mountain, the four scenes have their own tortuous stories happening at the same time.

In the Yaofang Courtyard of Mingyuefang, Chunshui Ji, who used to be a melodious song, suddenly turned into a snake tail in front of everyone, with magic horns on her head. When she opened her mouth, the magic sound pierced her brain, and those who heard the magic sound would fly into her by themselves. Opening its mouth like a black hole;

In the slums of Nancheng, there was a young man who was once controlled by a thief gang. He was forced to use various cruel methods to practice the art of theft. On the day when he mastered the skills, countless pairs of magical hands that seemed to be real and imaginary suddenly appeared under his ribs.

Some of these magic hands can split the wind, some can spit fire, and some can fly directly from his ribs, grabbing all the living people in front of him, tearing them into pieces, and devouring the splattered flesh and blood;
In the mansion prison, there was a prisoner who changed from a good person to a pool of shadows at some point.

The shadow swims, and if it falls into a shadow, it can merge with that shadow, and then turn back and swallow its owner.

Every time the shadow devours a person, it grows stronger, and after a while, it is already wandering around the prison...

In contrast, although the blue vase in Hongsheng martial arts hall is weird, it is also extremely pitiful.

The two beauties in the bottle failed to resist at all, and the blood and tears in the corners of Niu Niu's eyes even flowed more and more.

Who can bear such a situation?
Song Ciwan stood aside, and with a slight change of the finger on his sleeve, the insect eggs that had penetrated deep into Feng Chuncai's blood finally absorbed enough nourishment, and began to come out one after another.

Feng Chuncai's hand holding the wine glass suddenly trembled, he screamed, and fell to the ground with a bang.