The River of Spirits, the south bank, the cobweb-like underground beneath the rolling shacks.
Hai Lanzhu was relaxing from another busy schedule when he received two pieces of news, one good and one bad, with a frown. The good news is that Qian Yunsheng and others have successfully defeated the Spirit Clan coalition and are defeating them.
The bad news was a message from Zhizhu, saying that Wenwen Xinzhu seemed to have encountered some trouble, and he was still trying to find out the specific situation.
This made Hai Lanzhu feel happy at first, and then frowned, hesitating in his heart whether to convey such news to Qian Yunsheng immediately.
However, she thought about it and let it go for the time being. After all, the information about the Zhizhu Master was unclear. Even if Qian Yunsheng knew it, he might not be able to make any judgment based on it.
At the same time, based on her understanding of Wenxinzhu, I am afraid that she will have to wait until Wenxinzhu establishes contact with her before she can finally know the truth.
Therefore, she pondered for a moment, put the matter aside for the time being, and replied a message to the Zhizhuzhao, asking him to continue to inquire, and then came out of her hiding place again.
What she wants to fight for today is the opportunity to enter the City of Spirits with her current status. It's just that for people from the South Bank, such opportunities almost always have to be fought for with all their strength.
So even with Hai Lanzhu's skills, as soon as she got such news, she immediately made sufficient preparations.
After all, in addition to Wenxinzhu's efforts, if she can also establish such a passage in and out of the Spirit City, then it might be more helpful to Wenxinzhu.
Therefore, as soon as she got out, she immediately wrapped herself tightly and followed the direction of the tunnel that had been dug underground, heading further down.
At the same time, as Hailanzhu keeps moving forward, these maze-like tunnel cavities not only do not make people feel dull and depressing at all, but also seem to have some special mysterious hints, moving towards the distance. Spreading over.
As for Hai Lanzhu, she had no intention of appreciating these. As she moved closer and closer to her goal, the various figures she encountered along the way became more and more dense.
Most of them wrapped themselves up tightly like Hai Lanzhu, which also hinted that this area was actually not peaceful.
But there are a few people who are carefree and unabashed, especially those with strange shapes. Even covering up like Hai Lanzhu is useless.
What's more, their shape itself also represents a kind of sign, which will cause them less trouble.
As for those who really want to hide their identities, just relying on such a black mask is useless. They must use some deformation and blinding methods like Hai Lanzhu.
Therefore, Hai Lanzhu dressed up like this and wrapped herself up tightly just because she wanted to follow the local customs.
It was just that as she walked, she deliberately jotted down some marks along the way, and then she quietly slipped into a huge cave with uneven walls, and it looked like it was covered with traces of ancient excavations.
"Bang!"
But just when Hai Lanzhu was about to dodge in, a huge gust of wind suddenly rolled towards the entrance of the cave.
Almost as she dodged past her, she heard a groan of pain, and then a sound of wild laughter came out from inside extremely arrogantly:
"I thought he was some great person, but he turned out to be a coward!" After saying that, the voice ignored the person who was thrown out of the cave, and shouted loudly in the face of the crowd's roar: "Who else?! !”
Seeing such a scene, Hai Lanzhu couldn't help but secretly shook his head, although such a situation was not surprising in the entire crypt. It seems that unlike the extremely noble and pure appearance of the Soul Meeting, everything here seems so wild and violent.
Especially in the center of the cave, there are seven or eight huge arenas, where everyone is fighting desperately. It felt as if there was endless hatred and it must be completely ended in such a circular place.
So much so that the loser who was knocked out just now was even quite lucky that he managed to save a small life instead of dying on the spot.
As for Hai Lanzhu, he didn't pay attention to everything bustling in front of him, but deliberately tightened his burqa. Like a wisp of smoke among the crowd, after going around and around, he came to the honeycomb-like rooms on the wall near the inside.
"Miss Hai, you are late today."
Just when Hai Lanzhu flashed in, there were seven or eight people sitting inside.
A tall, half-giant spirit monk with a brass-like shell, dotted with filigree silver threads and finely carved dark gems, was staring at him with a cannibalistic gaze. Hai Lanzhu just stepped in.
Hai Lanzhu, on the other hand, swept the crowd covertly. When he saw that everyone had arrived, he couldn't help but reveal an enigmatic smile and snorted coldly:
"Badamu, you are always so impatient. Don't you know that the best work is always saved for the end?"
Hai Lanzhu answered so coldly that the man next to him with a beard whose face looked like needle pricks narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Miss Hai doesn't see anyone outside, so she quickly regarded herself as a member of our small team."
"But you have to know that our boss hasn't said yes yet!"
"Ha! I'm talking about Huzi, you still remember to recognize me as the boss. But why do I feel that you are now the boss among us?"
Just when the bearded man spoke proudly, a rather cold and lazy voice came out from the shadow at the back of the crowd.
Just when the voice came out, the bearded man's expression changed, and he quickly showed a flattering expression and said: "Well, Linggu, this is not a joke. Who doesn't know that my bearded man is the most loyal to you?" ..."
"What's more, there are outsiders here now, so you have to save some face for me, right?"
"Haha! Face!" Unexpectedly, as soon as the bearded man finished speaking, the voice inside sneered like a silver bell and said, "I really didn't know that your face is so valuable."
"It's so valuable that you're even willing to lick your old face to show off that guy's cold ass!"
As soon as Linggu's voice finished speaking, the bearded man's expression changed drastically, but the situation at hand was extremely unfavorable to him. So while he was gathering strength, he was also trying to buy time and said with a forced smile: "This... Where did Linggu start from talking about this... I... I..."
Unexpectedly, before he had time to think of the words for his second sentence, a shiny golden object suddenly appeared on Hai Lanzhu's hand.
His own words are floating inside this thing, saying something extremely flattering...
"Damn bitch, how dare you cheat on me!" At this moment, the bearded man didn't know that today's gathering was actually a trap set against him. Therefore, he shouted loudly without trying to hide anything, and wanted to fight to the death.
But he never imagined that everyone seemed to be watching a show and did not move at all. Instead, Hai Lanzhu stretched out his palm and "smacked" several times with his eyes wide open.
In an instant, the bearded man was immediately knocked back into a round shape, turning into a fat top spinning on the ground.
"Okay!" When the bearded man named Linggu saw that Hai Lanzhu had been dealt with so quickly, he couldn't help but take the lead in applauding with satisfaction, and announced in public:
"From now on, Hai Meizi will take the position of the third child, and everyone will call her Hai Sanniang from now on!"
