Trafford’s Trading Club

The Celestial Masters of Longhu Mountain can communicate with yin and yang. The Celestial Masters originally appeared to sweep away the demons and monsters in the human world... Feeling the state of the soul can be said to be an introductory practice for the Celestial Masters of Longhu Mountain.

In this box, dozens of souls are exuding hatred and despair all the time...probably lamenting that after their lives have been harvested, they still have to be imprisoned in this small box.

Mo Mo nodded her head at this time, her voice a little deep, "I don't know what the purchase currency is... but is it really okay for you to do this?"

Nero, who was happily drinking a large glass of draft beer, looked at Momo from the side of the cup and kept drinking.

"In order to get things, just trample on these lives casually...do you treat them as trading goods?" Mo Mo's voice became deeper.

Nero blinked, put down the big cup in his hand, and asked curiously: "Brother, are you not the righteous type? Ah... that's really boring. I didn't make the rules in the first place. I just abide by the rules. Besides, why shouldn’t I spend the money I earned through my own abilities?”

"Are you kidding me?" The table made a sudden noise, which was caused by Momo slamming his hands on the table. He stood up abruptly and stared at the white-haired girl with an indifferent expression from top to bottom, "Do you know how heavy the weight of life is?! How can you just... do whatever you want!!!"

"Oh, he really is this type of person." Nero waved his hand, "It seems that we have no chance to form a team. Let's go our separate ways after eating this meal... And, little brother, you Don’t you think you are disturbing others?”

I saw that the diners around the restaurant were already looking this way.

Mo Mo was furious and reached out to grab the box full of souls.

"Don't move." Nero said coldly.

At this moment, Mo Mo felt as if he was being stared at by countless evil ghosts. The surroundings were actually filled with substantial murderous intent, making his body stiffen instinctively.

The way he looked at the white-haired girl subconsciously... This was not a look that people should have.

"You want to save these souls?" Nero said calmly at this time: "Yes, but you'd better be prepared to be cut off... I'm not very talkative either."

"you……"

"I still say the same thing." Nero recycled the box at this time, "I'm just abiding by the rules. I will only do this if the rules allow it. If you have any dissatisfaction, go to the person who made the rules."

The huge murderous intention has not been eliminated. Under Nero's gaze, Mo Mo only felt that the pressure became more and more huge...even beyond the normal state of facing the White Tiger Young Master Huang Baifu.

"Forget it." Nero stretched at this time, and the actual murderous intention in the air disappeared instantly. She stood up and put the painting tube on her back, "Anyway, it doesn't matter if I am alone."

When Nero turned around and left, Mo Mo sat down and lowered his head.

He subconsciously grabbed the hilt of the black wooden sword leaning on the table, but found that even though he had grasped the hilt of the wooden sword, there was still a feeling of instability in his fingers... His strength and method had not yet recovered. .

"Oh...I almost forgot."

But Nero's voice sounded in front of him again at this time, which made Momo raise his head suddenly, and his whole body became tense.

But Nero just reached out and picked up a skewer of barbecue on the table, smiled and said: "Thank you for the treat... Bye, my righteous brother~"

She just left calmly.

The hustle and bustle in the small restaurant resumed at some point, but Momo was thinking about one thing: the person who made the rules.

The person who makes the rules... The person who makes the rules... Are these the rules set by the seniors?

Use human souls as currency for transactions.

"Senior, what on earth are you..."

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After leaving the small restaurant, Nero looked around the street, biting into a kebab and muttering: "Just brother... I think the boss likes this so-called noble character."

While walking through an alley, a stray dog ​​poked its head out of the alley and stared pitifully at Nero...or rather, at the barbecue in her hand.

Nero was also staring at this rather pitiful dog at this time, eating the food in his hand one after another, and finally leaving only a piece of bamboo stick for barbecue on the ground, but the dog just looked at it. Hesitant.

Nero smiled and said: "Don't you have the courage to fight for such abandoned leftovers... I say, you might as well die."

In the end, the dog didn't come forward, but bared its teeth and retreated into the alley little by little.

Nero didn't stay any longer. He hooked his hands and fingers casually behind his back, walked briskly, hummed a tune, and gradually disappeared into the crowded streets.

one person.

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It seems that we are always encountering sudden and unexplainable things lately... Song Ying thought.

I remember that not long ago, I got lost in a thick fog and fell off a cliff. It was a narrow escape.

Song Ying felt that her nerves had actually been trained very strong early... She had even seen zombies, and there was nothing to be afraid of anymore.

But in fact, she is indeed a little scared now.

In the thick fog, everywhere was filled with negative ion moisture, but in this cold season, it was not a good thing... If she had known that the coat was coming, Song Ying breathed at her hands.

Speaking of which, the thick fog came suddenly, and Song Haoran, Luo Qiu, and even Zhang Qinrui disappeared suddenly, but it was obvious that this was not a dream.

The child of the Dragon God, a legend hidden in the mountain village where the Song family's ancestral home is located...can't this be true?

With this in mind, Song Ying took out her cell phone, but saw that there was no signal at all. She couldn't help but take it back in frustration.

"At least one person..." Song Ying slowly explored in one direction, thinking that it would be good to at least meet one person... Even if she met the Miss Zhang family, it would be better than her current situation.

Maybe he should stay where he is?

But now I have already lost my position in the direction I started from. Song Ying had no choice but to hold a stick-like branch (picked from the ground) tightly with both hands and move forward cautiously.

Suddenly, a strange sound sounded in Song Ying's ears. This caused her to stop suddenly. She clenched the thick branches with both hands, and her eyes... her eyes slowly moved left and right.

She didn't even dare to move her head because at this moment, Song Ying felt something seemed to appear next to her shoulder.

Her body trembled slightly, and she slowly twisted her neck. Finally, she saw something, which seemed to be moving its neck slowly like her.

Finally, when her eyes met the two red lights, an eager breath erupted directly on her face, directly blowing her long hair.

ah! !

Not running away.

At this moment, Song Ying's courage burst out from nowhere. She picked up the branch in her hand and struck hard at the two objects with red light in front of her, a black shadow whose appearance was unclear!

The long and thick branch hit something firmly, and Song Ying really felt the feeling of the blow, but the branch suddenly moved at the same time.

There is no doubt that such an attack obviously did not produce any effect.

The two red rays of light suddenly flashed, and at the same time, a huge roar sounded. This huge thing in the thick fog was emitting something that made Song Ying tremble.

escape!

Countless thoughts of escape burst out in Song Ying's mind at the same time, and they gathered into the power of fear, driving Song Ying to run back quickly with a pale face.

But just for a moment, Song Ying felt that her body suddenly became lighter...as if all gravity had been lost in an instant!

No, her body is falling downwards at this moment!

But she didn't know what she was missing!

This state of weightless falling instantly maximized Song Ying's fear, and at the same time made her mind jump wildly, perhaps becoming a revolving door state.

If you were to die soon, who would you most want to see?

Suddenly, such questions flooded out of Song Ying's memory... This was the question she asked Luo Qiu when he and Luo Qiu were trapped in the refrigerator and almost froze to death.

Several figures suddenly flashed before Song Ying's eyes...

if……

If it's not so dishonest...

That'll be fine...

but……

But something suddenly wrapped around Song Ying's body at this moment. Song Ying felt like she was being tightened, but at the same time, Song Ying's fall was slowed down.

Before she could react, she felt the impact between her body and the ground. Fortunately, because of the cushioning, she only felt pain after the blow, and no fractures occurred.

Song Ying lay on the ground and rested for a while. Only then did she have the strength to move her body. She must have been saved by something like a vine when she fell.

He is really lucky... I can't remember how many times I have survived from desperate situations.

Song Ying sometimes didn't know whether this was her luck or her misfortune... She began to look at the place where she had fallen.

It seems to be a deep pit-like place, or a crypt? However, it is not a magical thing that such a geographical environment exists in the deep mountains and old forests.

What she fell on the most was not the cliff, Song Ying already felt lucky.

But at this moment, she heard something... In the darkness, something seemed to be approaching her. This made Song Ying's pores all over her body open with tension.

"Who... who's here!!" Song Ying quickly got up, and at the same time, she grasped the broken branch with only half of it left, and knocked it forward without saying a word.

"Miss Song?"

Suddenly, Song Ying heard a voice that she recognized...but by now it was too late, and the branches still knocked down heavily.

Song Ying didn't know where she hit the opponent, but she heard a painful groan, and then the sound of falling to the ground.

Song Ying hurriedly took her cell phone and turned on the flashlight.

At this time, the person who fell to the ground, looking a little embarrassed and frightened, turned out to be the young lady from the Zhang family, Zhang Qinrui, who had been accompanying him all the way.

"I'm sorry, I don't know..." Song Ying quickly threw away half of the branch in her hand.

"Miss Song Ying, can you pull me up first... I seem to have twisted my foot when I fell..." Zhang Qinrui gritted his teeth and said in pain.

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Speaking of which, this young lady from the Zhang family was indeed a little miserable.

Listening to her words, she suddenly became separated. While searching for everyone, she seemed to have encountered something. She was frightened and panicked, and finally fell into this deep pit.

But Zhang Qinrui didn't have Song Ying's good luck. He landed in a bad position when falling, sprained his ankle, and... he also took a sap from Song Ying.

The hit was at the elbow, and the bones may have been injured. Seeing that Zhang Qingrui couldn't lift his right hand, and the look of pain on his face, Song Ying could only say awkwardly: "You...are you afraid of pain?" ?”

"It should be fine." Zhang Qingrui whispered.

Zhang Qingrui was surprised to see Song Ying touching her calves with her hands.

Song Ying moved in front of Zhang Qingrui at this time, gently pressed the sprained area of ​​her ankle with both hands, looked up and said: "Well...it's okay. It may be more painful later, but just bear with it and it will be fine." Once you tolerate it, you will become comfortable, trust me."

"Okay..." Zhang Qingrui nervously grabbed her collar.

"I'm going to start!" Song Ying took a deep breath and then exerted her strength instantly.

In an instant, Zhang Qingrui let out a whining sound...but she tightened her lips tightly and tried not to make a sound.

The moment of pain really made her want to cry. But after the pain was over, the soothing feeling from the injured area really made her feel much better.

"Miss Song Ying, you are so awesome." Zhang Qingrui looked at the other party with some admiration... If it were him, he probably wouldn't have any way to deal with it, right?

"It's nothing. Anyway, someone said that I am a tough girl. If I don't understand, it would be abnormal, right?" Song Ying gritted her teeth and said, giving Zhang Qinrui one last look. Zhang Qingrui pursed her lips and chuckled.

Song Ying was stunned for a moment... If she were also a man, she would probably be captured by such a charming smile, right?

Well-educated, talented, gentle, quiet, generous and smart... these are basically the traits that men like.

"You... like Luo Qiu?" Song Ying blurted out this question in a daze.

Zhang Qingrui was a little unable to react and opened her lips slightly.

The two looked at each other.

Zhang Qingrui suddenly said in confusion: "Don't he have a girlfriend?"

Song Ying shook her head, as if she was bored, "Don't call me Miss, let's get to know each other again. My name is Song Ying, just call me Song Ying."

"Zhang Qingrui."

The two of them shook hands like this