Gamers Are Fierce

Song Jie kept recommending his various inventions to Gong Yanghan, and he also listed a lot of catchy and easy-to-spread slogans.

Soon, there was only a melody left in Young Master Bai Lian’s mind, something like "Buy a new car, pop! Get edamame, pop! Three thousand yuan ~ three thousand yuan~"

"The second-hand Guazi car direct sales network, there is no middleman to make the difference, sellers sell less money, buyers spend more money."

"Hengyuanxiang sheep, sheep, sheep, sheep."

These advertising slogans have a strange brainwashing magic power, and after listening to them, they will never forget them.

The young master was in a daze and thought of the secret method of the White Lotus Sacred Sect of not spreading the Dao Heart Seed Demon.

Suddenly, a loud noise came from behind the tunnel.

The Bailian Cult, who was lying or sitting resting, immediately stood up from the ground, quietly clenched their weapons, and looked back vigilantly.

This sound was completely different from the howling wind that everyone had heard before. It was dull and far away, as if a tunnel in a very far distance had exploded, collapsed and collapsed.

One second...two seconds...

Everyone in Bai Lian stood nervously, and the palms of their gripping weapons became pale because of too much force.

The gravel and soil on the ground trembled slightly and jumped all over the floor.

The tiny worms lurking in the mud clods of the pothole fled in panic.

call--

The breeze came from the depths of the tunnel, carrying a little dust and mud, and hitting everyone.

Immediately afterwards, without any warning, the breeze suddenly magnified ten times a hundred times,

The noisy and violent wind roared, the sand and dust hit the skin like iron filings,

The ice-cold muddy water was like a sharp arrow hitting horizontally, making the face so painful that he couldn't open his eyes.

The torch went out instantly, and there was only the sound of wind in my ears,

The people who had lost the light to scream for warning to their companions, one after another buckled the edge of the tunnel, minimized the area of ​​their bodies in contact with the violent wind, and exhausted all their strength to resist the wind.

Soon, the strong wind turned from high to low and gradually subsided.

As the dust fell to the ground, the sound of ticking water drops in the tunnel again,

The Bailian Cultists then released their palms holding the tunnel with lingering fear.

The torch was lit, and everyone looked at each other. The gust of wind was violent.

But very fortunately, none of the companions were scraped away-after all, those who were present were the elites of the white lotus, who had a little bit of inner strength, and was able to sink his dantian without moving.

"Young Master, are you okay?"

The muddy old man with white eyebrows covered his mouth and coughed twice, and looked up and down at Gong Yang Han with concern, and after confirming that the latter was safe,

This was a sigh of relief, and said gloomily~www.wuxiaspot.com~ What happened just now? "

"do not know."

Song Jie slapped the dust off his body, suppressing his voice and said: "It may be that the tunnel collapsed naturally after a long time in disrepair.

It is also possible that Wu Dewei or other forces were trapped somewhere and exploded out with gunpowder. "

He paused and said slowly: "It's also possible that there is some kind of huge monster hidden in this underground tunnel.

The gust of wind just now caused its stomach upset, belching and belching.

But this guess is unlikely,

After all, there is no smell in the wind. "

The Bailian cultivators couldn’t help but look weird when they looked at Song Jie. The latter hurriedly waved his hands and explained, “Actually, I am addicted to stinky tofu, fermented bean curd, and lemon.

Cause gastrointestinal flatulence all the year round,

A long illness becomes a good doctor,

Chat with someone, and you can tell if the other person is old gastroenteritis.

If you feel intestinal discomfort, bloating, and eating,

You can come to my pharmacy to buy some medicine,

After eating, you will feel refreshed after storing,

Even when passing by the toilet, he can't help but lick his lips and snap his teeth. "

The Bailian cultivators expressed their gratitude for being insensitive and refrained from taking medicine.

Step to step,

The sound of messy footsteps from far to near, three figures ran over,

It turned out to be the three members of the White Lotus cult who had been sent out to return the same way to investigate information.

All three of them are Gong Yang Han's cronies, shrewd and capable, and powerful, and they have won the trust of Young Master Bai Lian.

However, the bodies of the three of them were covered with fine wounds, and their bodies were soaked in blood. They looked terrifying.

The arrogance and arrogance of the past has also disappeared,

His expression was horrified and embarrassed.

One man stumbled and ran up, before he came to Gongyang Han, he began to scream in a hurry: "Young Master, Young Master, the big thing is not good!"

"Waste things,"

The old man with white eyebrows flashed and stopped in front of Gong Yang Han, kicked the white lotus cultivator's belly, kicked him back, and whispered, "What happened? Hurry up!"

The white lotus cultists who were kicked lay on the ground and rolled a few times. The cultists who came back with him swallowed and hurriedly said, "The subordinates and others will return according to the mark you left. When I didn't return to the original tunnel, I heard people talking in the tunnel.

After listening for a while, they discovered that it was Wu Dewei's thief. They followed the young master's whereabouts and went underground. "

"Tip ride?"

The white-browed old man frowned and said: "How many are they equipped? How many people? Are there reinforcements? What's the situation on the ground?"

"This... the subordinates don't know."

The Bailian cultivators answered honestly: “Because the tunnel can transmit sound, the subordinates and the fellows dare not make any noise, so they can only put their ears on the cave wall~www.wuxiaspot.com~ listen carefully.

After listening for a while, I discovered that one of the speakers was Yu Qingqiu, the current head of the Xiji Factory. "

"Yu Qingqiu?"

The old man with white eyebrows frowned, "Didn't he stay in the palace waiting for someone to come? How could he come here."

"This..."

The Bailian Cultists opened their mouths, glanced at Song Jie where the old **** was, and said softly: "In the words heard by his subordinates, Yu Qingqiu told Wu Dewei Tiqi that he himself was chasing and taking away Annan Xiangrui. Bai Yongyan only came to the ground.

As for Bai Yongyan himself, it is very likely that he has defected from the Bailian Cult. "

"This is impossible!"

Song Jie opened his eyes and arched his hands towards Gong Yang Han, "Young Master, someone from Song can swear to heaven,

Brother Bai Yongyan could not betray this religion anyway.

I knew him from fourteen to forty, and I knew him too well.

Bai Lian has the grace to recreate him,

He was loyal to Bai Lian, and he had to recite the Bai Lian Sutra once every morning when he got up and went to bed.

Even when I go to Yihongyuan for recreation, I have to bring dozens of smiling portraits of the white lotus masters of the past dynasties to hang on the wall of the room for admiration.

How could he defect like this? "

After that, Song Jie frowned and looked at the whispering Bailian Cult, and said suspiciously: "I feel that when you say this, you are born out of nothing, you are in the dark, you are imagining, and you are making up from nothing.

Say, are you Wu Dewei's undercover hidden in the Bailian Shengjiao, who came here to discredit my good brother Bai Yongyan? "