Bai Chi girl rarely sends messages.
Once she sends a message, it must be something big.
[Are you going to the Ten Thousand Races Black Market to participate in the so-called Ten Thousand Races Competition? ]
Qin Ze raised his eyebrows, and with a thought, he replied:
[I have such an idea]
[As a warrior, we should compete with the geniuses of the Ten Thousand Races]
The King of Dharma sneered: "Let's talk about it, you just want the soul beads of my second sister?"
Qin Ze: "Superficial, can the brother-sister relationship between my second sister and me be measured by soul beads?"
The King of Dharma chuckled: "You can lie to my second sister with this, but it's meaningless to lie to your brother."
After a while, Zi Yue sent another message.
[You can't go, the Ten Thousand Races Competition is a conspiracy of the four races]
Qin Ze whispered to himself: "As expected..."
The first reaction of the second sister when she learned that he was going to the Ten Thousand Races Black Market was to let him get out.
There is a lot of trickery.
[What do you mean? ]
The second sister is a riddle person, no matter how Qin Ze insinuates, she won't say anything.
Qin Ze's remaining Lieyang clan connections only have Yan Miao, who is currently in a state of rest.
Zi Yue replied:
[I learned from a friend of the Night Clan that the four clans gathered the geniuses of each clan together to let them carry out a dangerous plan]
Qin Ze was curious: "You have friends in the Night Clan, and your connections are quite wide."
Zi Yue replied almost instantly.
[Just ordinary friends, he and I are not really playing]
Qin Ze pulled the corner of his mouth, why does this look so familiar?
And girl, did you miss something?
[You and I are really playing]
Qin Ze nodded and felt comfortable.
[What is the specific dangerous plan, didn't you find out? ]
[He is very tight-lipped, no matter how much I ask, he won't say a word, I can be sure that it has nothing to do with the origin place]
Bai Chi girl specifically emphasized the origin place just to prevent Qin Ze from getting involved.
Qin Ze narrowed his eyes.
The rumors of the Ten Thousand Races Competition had been leaked long ago, but the four races did not personally come out to hammer it at that time, and they seemed to be hesitant at that time.
But what is it now that forces the four races to be so anxious to hold the competition quickly?
The figure of the black and white strange god flashed in Qin Ze's mind.
The answer seems to be obvious.
Bai Chi girl is still constantly reminding.
[In short, it is a big trouble. You must not go to the Ten Thousand Races Black Market during this period]
[By the way, have you used up the life essence that the clan leader gave you last time? I have accumulated some more, come and get it now]
Qin Ze smiled.
In order to prevent him from going to the Ten Thousand Races Black Market, this girl moved out all the life essence.
[I cherish my life very much, please keep the life essence for me first, I have some things on hand recently, and I can't get away for the time being]
[Really not going? ]
[I swear in the name of a sword cultivator that if I go to the black market of all races, my body and soul will be destroyed]
[There is no need to make such a poisonous oath]
Seeing Qin Ze swear so cruelly, Zi Yue temporarily put her mind at ease.
Qin Ze's mind moved and a message popped up.
[Is the clan leader still in seclusion? ]
[Yes, the date of leaving seclusion is to be determined]
The four clans must have invited the spirit clan to hold the first martial arts meeting in the abyss together. Why did the clan leader of the spirit clan refuse?
[I'm going to practice! The next time you see me, I will be a level nine master! ]
[Come on, master, leave me a place on your thigh]
At the same time, the girl under the spirit tree looked at the straight white long legs under the skirt and snorted: "I won't leave it for you."
...
In front of the window, Qin Ze looked at the underground city at night and couldn't help sighing.
"The storm is coming."
Now, all forces have their own plans, and many people are even coveting the body of the pretty god.
Fortunately, the pretty god is no longer a chess piece that can only be manipulated by others.
At worst, just overturn the table.
If the pretty god can't be played, then no one can play!
Brother Devourer asked: "The black market of all races... are we still going?"
Without waiting for Qin Ze to answer, the clown took the lead and said: "Of course we will go! The circus is not a coward. Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, we will go to the tiger mountain. This is our life creed!"
The ordinary clone said contemptuously: "You are for your soul beads, right?"
"Don't always call us ours in the future. Who says you are us? We are no longer in the same class. You said it yourself, A Zu."
The clown laughed: "How can it be, I was just talking nonsense before. Once we are good brothers, we will be good brothers forever!"
If he wants to exert all his strength, he still needs to rely on these good brothers to offer sacrifices to the heavens. Now he naturally has to build a good relationship.
Qin Ze said calmly: "Of course I have to go. On the one hand, I want to see my second sister, and on the other hand, I want to see what the four clans are up to."
The clown: "Great! We are going to raid Zhouben again!"The next morning, Qin Ze and the Great Elder said goodbye.
The Great Elder personally brought a group of temple masters to see him off, and Zhenzhu was naturally among them.
The Great Elder smiled and said, "The Sand Clan will always be your friend. I wish you a safe journey."
The protocol team played the Sand Clan's unique farewell music.
Sha Zhenzhu in the team felt a little sad.
Senior Jian Xiu was leaving so soon.
He suddenly had an idea in his mind, that is, to go out with Senior Jian Xiu.
Qin Ze walked past the team and walked towards the world gate. He paused in front of Zhenzhu, patted his shoulder and said, "Practice well, the power in your body is beyond your imagination."
Upon hearing this, Sha Zhenzhu's eyes immediately became sparkling.
He stood up and bowed to Qin Ze: "I will follow the teachings of the senior."
The Great Elder who was accompanying Qin Ze frowned when he saw this.
Qin Ze walked to the door of the abyss and stepped over without looking back.
Instantly, a deep sense of loss swept over Pearl's heart.
The Great Elder said in a deep voice: "You will be responsible for guarding the sacred land behind the temple in the future."
Sand Pearl was stunned.
That place is the closest to Sand God. It is usually guarded by the elders of the temple in turn. No matter how you look at it, it is not his turn.
Sand Pearl said seriously: "Yes."
On the other side, Qin Ze sat cross-legged on the back of Yuan Kui, soaring high in the abyss.
This is a trade route leading to the black market of all races, and several spaceships can be seen shuttling through the clouds.
However, Yuan Kui flies much higher than the spaceship, and those merchant ships cannot detect it.
Qin Ze murmured: "At the current speed, if nothing unexpected happens, we will reach the black market of all races in three or four days."
The clones were still discussing the scene of their separation just now.
"My goodness, is the Pretty God a succubus? That old Sand Pearl's eyes are all shrunken."
"To be honest, the Pretty God has the potential to be a preacher."
"That's outrageous. Did you put a curse on that idiot?"
"If you were the Sand God of the Sand Clan, he would probably be the first to stand up and support you."
"..."
Qin Ze said lightly: "He was convinced by my powerful personality charm. You know nothing."
A breeze suddenly blew past his face.
Qin Ze raised his head.
Where does the wind in the abyss come from?