Tang Mingyang looked at the sneaky appearance of the fisherman man in front of him, and he always had a kind of vigilance in his heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Let him make fish?

In the fish basket, it's a purple dragon at the level of a saint master.

He didn't fall for it.

"I don't know how to make fish, and I don't want to hear any secrets from you, so let's go!"

Tang Mingyang refused.

He always felt that the fisherman man was uneasy and kind. The latest chapter to Baidu search - 《".

"Shopkeeper, don't you think about it?"

The fisherman man had a dead face.

"Humph!"

Tang Mingyang snorted coldly, ignored it, and directly treated it as air.

The fisherman's eyes rolled, and he suddenly pointed to the beggar who had just been stepped on by him, and said, "That beggar, do you know why I hit him just now?" ”

"I don't want to know."

Tang Mingyang refused.

"Did he just beg for you?"

The fisherman man continued.

"There it is."

Tang Mingyang said.

His brow furrowed.

"I advise you to go and scold him when you come, and to scold him. Just like I just did. ”

The fisherman man said.

"Why?"

Tang Mingyang asked.

"Because he's insidious. Whoever he begs from, it is luck that begs. Whether you refuse or not, you will lose your luck. The only way to crack his despicable and dirty magic method is to trample on it and get his luck back. ”

The fisherman man said.

"And this kind of thing?"

When Tang Mingyang heard this, he was skeptical.

When the beggar came in, he begged for him.

He looked at Qianqian, who was also shocked when she heard this.

"Of course. If you have the ability, you'd better be able to kill him. If you kill him, then all the luck he begged for will flow to you. ”

The fisherman man said a little instigated Tang Mingyang to kill the beggar.

"Then why don't you kill it?"

Tang Mingyang asked.

"Because I can't kill him." If you use killing intent against him, once you can't kill him, then you will be eaten by him, and you will lose more luck. ”

The fisherman man said.

"Who the hell is he? Who the hell are you? ”

Tang Mingyang asked with a gloomy face.

"Hehe, you help me make fish, I'll tell you."

The fisherman man said.

"Don't help!"

Tang Mingyang refused again.

At this moment, the beggar had already risen from the ground, and he seemed to have been beaten badly by the fisherman man, but he was not injured at all.

Tang Mingyang was secretly surprised.

He watched quietly as the beggar staggered to pick up the bamboo sticks and broken bowls on the ground and walked up to the second floor.

Walking up to the second floor, he begged from the scholar man and the Wujiao Sage above.

Sure enough, when the Wujiao sage and the scholar man heard this, they kicked the beggar man to the ground like a fisherman, and began to curse him, scolding and fighting.

Tang Mingyang's brows furrowed even more.

This is too evil, who to beg, who will lose luck?

Luck is illusory, but it does exist.

Tang Mingyang saw that the fisherman and others were doing this, and he would rather believe it than not.

"Let's go get our luck back, too."

Tang Mingyang said to Qianqian next to him.

"Hmm."

Qianqian nodded.

Tang Mingyang and Qianqian walked briskly to the second floor.

In this teahouse, Tang Mingyang not only lost his magic powers, spiritual imagery, and various wills, but even his physical strength was imprisoned by a certain law, and he became like an ordinary man.

Therefore, Tang Mingyang couldn't show any body skills here, he and Qianqian could only walk quickly.

He didn't know if the other people in the teahouse were like him.

The scholars and Wujiao Sages, who were teaching beggars, also stopped teaching beggars when they saw Tang Mingyang and Qianqian coming.

The beggar, huddled on the ground, wailing and begging for mercy, looked a little pitiful.

"What the fisherman said is true?"

Tang Mingyang asked.

"That's right, this guy is from the Miasma Forest, the Pesticity Cave, and the guys from there are all broom stars, luck sucking ghosts, whoever is close to them, who is unlucky!"

As he spoke, he stomped on the beggar in the face again.

"Qianqian, let's get our luck back first."

Tang Mingyang said, stepped forward, stepped on the beggar on the ground a few times, and also learned to curse like the Wujiao Sage and the others.

After stepping on it, he only felt a relief all over his body, as if the curse on his eyes had been lifted.

He was secretly frightened.

"Shopkeeper, get us something to eat. Rest assured, we can afford it. ”

The scholar said.

"You're not from this world, are you? You are here to snatch my reincarnation pill. In that case, why don't you do it? ”

Tang Mingyang asked directly.

He doesn't beat around the bush anymore.

He had to figure out what was going on here.

"Didn't I just say that? Wait until the man who killed you comes, and he kills you, and we will kill him. This is also considered to be revenge for you. ”

The Horned Sage said.

The scholars, beggars, and fishermen present were all pretending, but only this Wujiao Sage spoke simply.

"Who's setting up this game? I didn't guess wrong, you think like me, the supernatural powers, spells, images, will, and even physical power in my body have been imprisoned. ”

Tang Mingyang said.

He had already seen the clue from the strength of these people stepping on the beggar just now.

"You look very closely. That's right, we're all confined to this inn too. ”

The Horned Sage said.

His face was also a little ugly.

Tang Mingyang caught this trace of abnormality, and he suddenly burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?"

The Penhorn Sage asked.

"You have come in here to reap the benefits of the fishermen. I didn't expect that when I came here, I would become a chess piece, and you would also be calculated by the existence of this game. ”

Tang Mingyang said with a smile.

"So what? At least, it's you who die! Your death has come, and you will not escape! We just have to follow the trend, and as for the reincarnation pill on your body, whether we get it or not, it's all about our own chances. ”

The Horned Sage said.

He was very unhappy with Tang Mingyang's attitude.

"Do you know who set it up?"

Tang Mingyang asked.

"Guess some."

The Horned Sage said.

"Who is it?"

Tang Mingyang asked.

As soon as his voice fell, he found that the scholar next to him hurriedly fled farther away, curled up on the ground and wailing begging, also picked up his bamboo stick and begging bowl, and crawled away from the scene of his conversation with the Wujiao Sage.

Tang Mingyang was very puzzled.

What the hell is going on here?

Could it be that the name of this layout can't even be said?

"Humph!"

The Wujiao Sage also seemed to realize something, he snorted coldly and ignored Tang Mingyang anymore.

At this moment, the sound of fighting and scolding came from the bottom of the inn.

What's going on again?

Tang Mingyang hurriedly went down to take a look.

Halfway up the stairs, he saw the fisherman and a man who looked like a farmer wrestling with each other on the ground.