The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

In the darkness of the alley, Pei Xihe moved around without any fluctuations in mana, but Hun's breath had changed, and he turned into a Taoist nun in her early thirties, wearing a loose gray robe.

And the fox flicked its tail, turned into a bird with white wings, and adjusted its aura to the late Jindan stage. After all, it has always been in a state of one person and one fox, which will arouse suspicion sooner or later.

She walked into the deepest part of the alley until a wall appeared in front of her.

The bricks and tiles that were supposed to be vermilion turned dark because of the wind and sand erosion. Pei Xihe raised his right hand, a faint spiritual light bloomed in his palm, and a few bricks on the wall flickered.

A little scarlet flame oozes out from each, and there seems to be a little rune floating in the center, connecting with each other to form a rune pattern.

Suddenly, the wall in front of her disappeared, replaced by a passage like a whirlpool. Helian Jiucheng stayed quietly on her shoulder in the posture of a white sparrow, and followed her into the passage.

Helian Jiucheng silently looked at the surrounding fluctuations. This method looks like a space teleportation formation. It is somewhat similar, but it is different. It is shrinking.

The white bird's eyes moved slightly, using the power of the pattern to combine part of the space, shortening a thousand miles into an extremely short distance, with the rumored mystery of "shrinking the ground into an inch".

Of course, there is a bit of mystery, and the power of this formation is far less than "shrinking the ground to an inch".

A cultivator who can comprehend and understand "shrinking the ground into an inch" must master its opposite magical power "so close to the sky". He has already mastered the avenue of space, and the combination of the two magical powers can almost make the cultivator invincible in the battle.

Although this formation is simple, the creator behind it is absolutely extraordinary. Helian Jiucheng had some thoughts in his heart, but he didn't go into it in the end. After all, this underground dark market has existed for a long time, and it is not for him, a foreign fox, to explore it. of.

As the passage came to the end, a quiet market appeared in front of Pei Xihe. When she stepped out, a rather large hat appeared on top of her head, with light white gauze attached to it, and then The steps are swaying, and it has the ability to isolate the detection of thoughts.

As for the people walking around in the dark market, buyers and sellers all wear spirit weapons that isolate breath, or masks, veils, or hoods.

This is the rule of the underground dark market. Buying and selling is free. Anything you want can appear, and you can sell anything you want.However, it is not allowed to reveal or probe other people's identities. Once they violate the rules, they will become the target of the market owner.

Following that memory, Pei Xihe walked towards a dark corner, where there was a businessman who created false identities for others.

After all, some human monks lost their identity certificates in the City Lord's Mansion due to some reasons, or needed multiple identities to cover up, and finally this kind of businessman came into being.

She walked to a table. There was no light shining on the sky of the underground black market. This place seemed to be underground. Only an oil lamp was hung in front of every stall for sale.

The stall was in a corner, and a dim oil lamp was barely noticeable.

Pei Xihe knocked on the black wooden table, making three long and two short sounds. Under the shed set up by the stalls, an old man came out of the darkness.

"Hey, it's been a long time since I've had a guest, what, how is this guest officer?"

The old man's face was covered with a mask, he looked like a Rakshasa ghost, his voice was hoarse, and when he came out, his steps were slow, his back was hunched, and his old age was exactly the same.

But who knows if he is an elderly person whose life is about to die?

Pei Xihe manipulated the flesh and bones in his throat to move slightly, and a different voice came out, quite soft.

"Of course I came here to find a skin for myself."

The old man laughed.

"Guest officer, you need to know the rules here."

Pei Xihe spoke in a tone completely different from her own.

"Hmph, of course I know, but I just killed a few people. That Yue Luocheng abruptly revoked my identity certificate and issued a hunting order, which made people very angry."

"Okay, I have inquired about it before. You have 30 spirit stones for a piece of skin here. Don't reveal your secrets. I will make trouble for you at that time."

Her voice was soft and soft, and she spoke softly and seductively, but there was a bit of menace and threat, and the murderous intent was hidden, which made the old man not suspicious.

After all, there are too many people like this, and the rules of the city are too strict. Once they violate multiple laws and regulations, they will be arrested in the dark prison of the city, their identity certificates will be revoked, and even if they escape, they will be unable to move a single step.

Except for the unintentional strictness of the C-level cities, the censorship of the higher-level cities is particularly strict.

He heard Pei Xihe's tone of voice, and he believed it to six or seven points. No fool would make money from the Lingshi delivered to his door.

"Let the old man see what kind of thing you can make for the little lady, hahaha."

His voice was dry and hoarse, and when he laughed, it was as if he was rubbing rough things together, which made people feel a pain in the ears.

Pei Xihe's complexion under the hat never fluctuated.

In just a split second, a black-golden sharp light appeared in his eyes, like a knife, cutting off the faint fluctuations in the void with unparalleled sharpness, and finally dissipated quickly.

She smiled and said, "Why, dead ghost, you still want to see what my concubine looks like."

There was no gentleness in this smile, full of murderous intent, and he continued: "I don't know when the rules of the black market broke on you, an old man?"

The old man was not afraid, nor did he become angry because of her words.

"The little lady's thoughts are so keen, even the old man's inspection can detect it. The old man didn't see it clearly, so he was cut off. It's easy to say, it's not easy to sail for thousands of years."

"If the old man violates some taboos in this business, he can't even keep the people above him. Naturally, he has to be cautious and try his best to find out the details of every customer. The black market owner also acquiesces."

Pei Xihe's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling taboo, she guessed that they might be outsiders like them.

But the black market owner acquiesced?The corners of her mouth under the veil hooked a little.

"Really? Then I'll go and ask the black market patrol team, did their master secretly allow you to act like this?"

She moved her steps, as if she was going to leave this place, the face under the old man's mask twitched, she didn't expect that she could not scare this female cultivator, but she was very insightful and courageous.

He is in the early stage of becoming a god, and he has practiced mind power exercises. After a long time of accumulation, mind power is stronger than magic power. Few of the cultivators who come here are aware of his detection.

If you realize it, you will be afraid of his strength, and you will not dare to act rashly. I didn't expect to encounter a thorn today.

"25."

When Pei Xihe turned his head, the tulle shook, and the old man could foresee the smile on his lips.

"One hundred thousand."

"20 million!"

"One hundred thousand."

"You, 15."

"The patrol team is over there, one hundred thousand."

"make a deal!"