Especially a guy who was already at the front of the queue and it was his turn to go in. He had a sinister face, a fierce look, and a very unconventional hairstyle.
He immediately shouted: "Hey? What are you doing! How can you jump in line? It's my turn, why should I let him go in first?"
Then he actually pointed his finger at Fu Yang: "You! What about you? Little one, let me go in first."
I have to say that this guy still shouted out the wishes of many people in line - of course, they themselves didn't dare. Because... this guy is seeking death!
Sure enough, Fu Yang was slightly startled and looked back at him.
I felt a little funny in my heart: "This is not an ordinary store, and it also pays attention to customers first? The talisman maker can stop selling at will, but you can't stop buying it? This is a pure seller's market. People who buy talismans really
You can only kneel down and lick the awesome master... This funny guy doesn't even understand this?"
He just planned to ignore this guy. After all, there was no need for him to abuse him even if he complained a few times.
But Dulong doesn’t think so!
Fu Yang was humiliated, although it was not serious. But he still turned around and walked over, reaching out directly to grab the man's throat.
Um?
Brother Ye was shocked. He didn't expect that the other party would dare to take action. Didn't they say that fighting is prohibited in the ghost market?
He quickly prepared to cast a spell to resist it, but it was of no use!
Dulong's big hands were impartial and he easily destroyed the man's spell with his physical strength, grabbed his throat. Then he picked him up and punched him in the abdomen.
vomit……
The poor "Screaming Brother" let out a cry from his throat. His whole body arched up like a prawn. Then he was thrown hard by Dulong and flew more than ten meters away. He fell to the ground, stirring up dust all over the ground.
And it should be face down, and the crotch is still pressed against a small raised stone...
"Ah! My balls, my balls are broken. It hurts so much. It hurts me to death. My balls."
He covered his crotch with both hands and rolled around on the ground.
At this time, the law enforcement officers of the ghost market who were patrolling in the sky flew over and saw this scene.
The caster frowned and said to Dulong: "Don't be too obvious. Liu Bi also needs to abide by the laws of the ghost market."
When Dulong faced the law enforcer, he was quite honest. He grinned and handed over his hands: "My master did not break any rules. I did not fight with him, I just beat him up unilaterally. I will try to do as little as possible in the future, please."
Brother Gao, please forgive me."
The ghost city law enforcer nodded slightly, then turned and flew forward, continuing to patrol...
"So strength! In the supernatural world, where the jungle is more predatory than the society where ordinary people live, strength is everything."
Fu Yang looked at the buddy who was rolling on the ground with his crotch covered and howling, then turned around and walked into the tent. He had no sympathy for him at all - such a person had no eyesight, could not clearly see the situation in front of him, and was not interested in himself.
He is blindly confident in his strength and has no quality and turns into dirty scum.
Enter the tent.
It's still as dark as before.
But now Fu Yang can completely feel that this darkness is not due to the lack of light, but from the use of magic.
In other words, if ordinary people were here, even if they used a one-kilowatt big light bulb to illuminate the place, they would still be unable to see the darkness.
But as soon as Fu Yang used his spiritual sense, he felt that the place was as bright as day.
Then he saw the awesome master Liu Bi, who was sitting on a sofa with his hands crossed in front of his chest and showing off.
He still had the same very handsome face that he had seen in the Dragon Palace Ghost Market, with long black and silky hair hanging around his shoulders, and a pair of eyes shining with crystal clear luster. There seemed to be a bohemian smile hanging at the corner of his mouth.
He looks about thirty years old, somewhere between young and middle-aged.
"Fu Yang, long time no see. Sit down."
Liu Bi smiled and pointed to the chair in front of him.
Fu Yang smiled and sat down. Both of them were observing each other at this time.
In fact, this is their third meeting.
The first time was also here, but at that time Fu Yang came with Ah Huang, and both of them were little shrimps in the supernatural world. Spending hundreds of thousands would make my body hurt, and I felt very nervous. I didn’t see them either.
Liu Bi's true face.
The second time, Fu Yang was with Wei Ke at the Dragon Palace Ghost Market in Chongqing.
At that time, Fu Yang had greatly improved his magic power and was full of confidence. It was also the first time he saw Liu Bi's true face. Liu Bi's friends at that time also helped him refine the Thousand Illusion Sword.
Now, it is their third meeting...
Fu Yang's strength and experience are no longer what they used to be!
So when he faced Liu Bi again, his mentality calmed down a lot. He was no longer as frightened as before. He seemed more equal.
Although he can still feel that Liu Bi is stronger than him!
But at least, he was not the kind that was too strong to fight. Therefore, he relaxed a lot.
Similarly, Liu Bi was also observing Fu Yang and was extremely shocked!
"This kid...has become stronger again?! Compared to when he was in the Dragon Palace Ghost Market, he has a more indescribable temperament. This kind of temperament, even I feel a little bit incomprehensible?"
"He is indeed a monster! In front of this guy, any genius is no longer a genius."
Liu Bi thought to himself with a wry smile.
In fact, the temperament that made him feel invisible was Fu Yang's "ecstasy" mental state and the hidden aura from the realm of death!
Liu Bi is a man with a mysterious identity and powerful strength.
He actually vaguely captured the changes in temperament and mood brought about by Fu Yang's possession of death energy - although he didn't know the reason.
In the end, it was Fu Yang who spoke first: "We said goodbye to the Dragon Palace Ghost Market that day. We haven't seen each other for a long time. The awesome master is even more elegant than before, haha."
Obviously, this is flattery...
But Liu Bi found it useful. He stretched out his hand and stroked his hair in a charming way: "Of course! I am an awesome master, not to mention the most handsome guy in the supernatural world. But the first handsome guy among the Talisman Makers can't escape, right?
hey-hey."
Then he squinted at the metal fist in Fu Yang's hand and pursed his lips: "Is this the magic sword that old guy Kong Xuanzi refined for you? Is it easy to use?"
"Very good! This is all thanks to you, the awesome master. If there is anything I can do to help you in the future, I will definitely do it."
After hearing Fu Yang's words, Liu Bi showed a smile.
This is what he is waiting for!
But he still waved his hand first: "Let's not talk about these favors for now. Let's get down to business. You definitely didn't come here to see me, right?"
Ahem...
Fu Yang coughed twice in embarrassment, stretched out his hand to scratch the back of his head, and nodded honestly: "Well, I'll buy some talisman paper. Although the master of Sanlu and above can draw talismans in the air and cast Taoist magic instantly,
After all, the talisman itself also has magical power, and using the talisman to perform Taoist magic is even more powerful." (Fourth update)