Reborn Turtle: Picked Up By Monkey King at the Beginning

"Huh! I have to force the old man to take action."

Kunpeng was just giving up.

Jin Chan raised his hand tremblingly, and a token flew out of the small drawer on the wall behind the counter. It tremblingly accepted it, and then said, "You can go to the fourth floor with this sign."

Kunpeng took the token and took a few people up the stairs.

After they left, Jin Chan rubbed his face and stood up slowly: "What demon, my temper is so violent, Lord Jin, I have suffered this time."

While talking, it looked upstairs curiously.

This line of demon is not simple.

The first one who hides himself in a black robe that cannot be traced is obviously the one who hides his head and reveals his tail, and the remaining few are also those with advanced cultivation bases.

Is there any major event in the market recently?

How did you attract such a group of cross river dragons.

While it was thinking, a group of monsters walked in front of the door.

This group of monsters are black cloaks next to each other, wrapping themselves from top to bottom, and the faint monster aura on them can prove their identity.

But facing this group of monsters, the expression on Jin Chan's face was much more enthusiastic.

"What kind of wind is this this time, it has brought some masters here."

The black robe demon headed by it ignored its warm greeting, but said coldly: "Token."

Jin Chan didn't dare to be too slow, and immediately took out a token.

The black robe demon took the token and directly took the demon up.

The indifferent attitude didn't want to say a word to this Jin Chan at all.

But Jin Chan didn't have the consciousness of having a hot face and cold ass. He still said enthusiastically: "Several masters go slowly, don't give it away."

Just after they left, Jin Chan's face became cold.

It picked up the cigarette rod on the counter, walked to the inkstone beside it, lay down, and cocked Erlang's legs to smoke a dry cigarette, spitting smoke rings in his mouth.

It deliberately didn't tell the people who came in later, Lin Fang, they just went up.

Just intend to watch a good show.

It doesn't know the identities of these masters, but their strength must not be weak. They suddenly came to Guixu Sea Market a few months ago and found the owner of their gratitude building, wanting to do something big.

From that day on, they would come over every time a period of time passed.

Judging from the attitude of the original poster, what they want to do must be big and dangerous.

Jin Chan is not interested in what they want to do. But they still had the courage to teach Lin Fang and Xing Xing Yao with their hands, and it was great.

Thinking of this, the corner of its mouth couldn't help but smile.

Ha ha!

Dare to bully your Golden Master and see how Golden Master cures you.

Then its expression stretched, smoking a few puffs of dry smoke and shaking Erlang's legs, waiting for the conflict above to occur.

...

Chengxin Ruyi Building, the fourth floor.

After Lin Fang came up, they showed the token to the guard.

They walked to a gate under the leadership of a buddy.

The man said: "The original poster is inside."

After speaking, he left.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and finally turned their eyes to Kunpeng's side.

Kunpeng silently stepped forward and opened the door.

The room is very spacious, surrounded by a lot of lights. There are no windows. The light from the outside circle can't come in. It can only be illuminated by lights.

After Qingxia came in, there was a feeling of warmth suddenly.

"It's a little weird here, I feel so comfortable."

Comfortable?

Lin subconsciously looked down for a few minutes.

"It is a very warm feeling, very comfortable, very dependent..."

She didn't know how to describe that feeling.

Lin Fang thought for a while, very comfortable, very dependent...Isn't this just how my mother feels? Isn't it this way when a baby is lying in her mother's arms?

No wonder Qingxia didn't know how to say, she had no father and no mother at all.

But why does Qingxia feel like a mother here?

Can't the owner here be Qingxia's mother?

When Lin Fang was thinking about it, everyone had already arrived in the depths of the room. In front of them were two rows of neatly arranged bright lights, and a man with a raging back was sitting in front of him.

Boy mom? ?

The moment they saw each other, both Kunpeng and Tongdi Zhenren's eyes flickered.

"Ma Shan!!"

The two said in unison.

Ma Shan?

Lin Fang was thinking about the name. He always felt like he had heard it before, but he couldn't remember where it was in the end.

Xie Zijing asked curiously: "Who is Ma Shan?"

The real person Tongdi who can make the sage clone can't help but call out the existence of the name, it must have a lot of background.

Qingxia thought for a moment, and said, "I know, he is the wick of a glazed lamp."

Fortunately, it was Qingxia who appeared. If Zixia was there, she probably shook her head, saying that she didn't know who this guy was anymore.

"Another wick?" Lin Fang was quite surprised.

"It's not the same." Qingxia explained: "He is the wick of the glazed lamp, the magic weapon of the burning lamp. It is said that Sister Xia secretly assisted him in the battle of the gods, and was finally taken back by the ancestor."

"There was no news later, I didn't expect to be here."

Lin Fang just realized it suddenly.

No wonder he had the impression, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him. It turned out to be a cannon fodder in the Battle of the Gods.

However, this burning lantern is very flowery, and it actually allowed his subordinates to start business in the black market.

Sure enough, the horse has no night and the grass is not fat, or the monk can make money.

"Then isn't he the same as you?"

Lin Fang looked at Qingxia.

Qing Xia shook her head and said: "It's different. I am the wick of the butter lamp, and he is the fire of the wick on the glazed lamp. Although it can also be called a wick, it is essentially different."

Lin Fang thought for a while, and then he understood.

If Zixia is likened to a crime tool, then Ma Shan is like that should be... ahem! !

And Ma Shan was always surprised that he was recognized.

what's the situation?

I'm so low-key, why did I expose it?

He had shown his face once in the Conferred Gods battle before. It stands to reason that he knew that his monster was either dead, or that it was better to die than to live on the Conferred God list. Why are there still two left here?

"Two of them?"

His gaze swept over the two people present.

One of them was wearing a black robe, but he couldn't see his face clearly, but he felt very strong, while the other was dressed up as a Taoist man with a sword box behind him. Yushu Lingfeng, who had a temperament of five big and three rough, did not match.

I do not know?

He looked carefully at the face of the real person.

But I still didn't expect to see each other where.

Facing his gaze, the real person Tongdi buttoned his nose with a look of disdain.

Um……

This scene stunned everyone present.