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Seeing him in a daze, Chu Wanning asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Ran woke up suddenly, and hurriedly said: "Nothing."

"..."

"I just feel strange, how did Master turn Jiaoren into this."

Chu Wanning sneered and said: "It's just a blindfold, that fake Gou Chen Shanggong meeting, wouldn't I? Leave the fake body here, so as not to be discovered by those loach. The so-called way of doing the same thing will be applied to the other body."

Ink burning: "..."

This place is dangerous, and it is inconvenient for the two of them to stay for a long time, so they left immediately after a short rest. However, when they ran to the place agreed with Xue Meng, they saw that it was empty and there was no one there.

Mo Ran's face turned white: "Where is the teacher?!"

Chu Wanning's expression was also slightly moving. He didn't answer, but lifted his ring finger, and a layer of golden light floated on his fingertips. Before going up to Xuying Peak, he once pinned a crabapple flower on each of the three apprentices, just for tracking purposes.

After a while, Chu Wanning cursed in a low voice, and withdrew the light: "Perhaps something happened here, probably to hide from the Jiao people who were patrolling back and forth, and the two had already escaped from this mansion and went to the direction of the market .Go, go and have a look.”

These two were very skilled, they quickly avoided all the patrolling Jiao people, flew over the towering courtyard wall, and plundered towards the bazaar that Gou Chen Shanggong took them around during the day.

There should be no day, night, morning and evening underwater, but Jincheng Lake is different from other places, and you can feel the sun rising and the moon setting. At this time, the long night has broken and the sun has risen.

Mo Ran saw that Jinchengchi's morning market had already started, and the downtown area was bustling with people, so he couldn't help but breathe a little. It seems that Shi Mei and the others are safe, otherwise this place would not still be such a peaceful scene.

Chu Wanning's expression was not particularly good for some reason, but he didn't speak, and pulled Mo Ran over without saying a word.

"Master?"

"come over."

"What's the matter?"

"Don't go far." Chu Wanning's voice seemed to reveal some self-blame, although he was as cold as before, "Xue Meng and Shi Mo have already lost, I'm afraid that if I am not careful, you will..."

Mo Ran saw that Chu Wanning's face was a little pale, and he seemed to be worried about himself. He was taken aback for a while, and then he didn't know what to think, but his heart moved faintly, and he comforted him: "I won't lose it, let's go, Master, let's hurry up!" Go find someone."

He said, while walking forward, while turning his arms and wrists, he took Chu Wanning's hand casually.

"..." Chu Wanning's fingertips seemed to tremble slightly in his palm.

But that was too fast and too slight. Mo Ran was thinking about the teacher, so he didn't pay attention to it. It was only his own illusion.

"Fish blood steamed buns, fish blood steamed buns just out of the cage."

"The snake slough of Shuran Snake is the best material for clothes, and the last three feet are gone. If it's sold out, I'll have to wait for the slave's next molting."

"I'm selling squids and daisies. I just spit out the ink this morning. It would be perfect to trace with daisies—hey, little lady, don't go."

The sound of hawking in the market is endless, and the wonders and visions are even more dizzying.

Mo Ran grinningly took Chu Wanning and took two steps. Suddenly, he suddenly understood what was wrong. He stopped suddenly, his eyes widened instantly, and the blood seemed to be cold in an instant.

Something is wrong!

Something is wrong here!

He looked around, and sure enough...

A headless ghost was sitting in front of the stall selling combs and powders. His long nails lit with bright red cardamom were holding a horn comb. He put his bloody head on his knees, combed his hair, and softly said: "The best of the best!" A bone comb, the waiter, take one with you."

Indeed!

It really is! In this busy city, everyone's actions, words, and demeanor are exactly the same as when Gou Chen Shanggong brought them here yesterday!

Mo Ran suddenly took two steps back and bumped into Chu Wanning's arms. He immediately raised his head and said hoarsely: "Master, this is?"

Chu Wanning seemed to have thought that there would be this section, but when he confirmed it with his own eyes, his heart still sank to the bottom of the valley, and he held Mo Ran tightly.

"How could this be?—what is it? A mirage?"

Chu Wanning shook his head, but after thinking about it for a moment, he suddenly said slowly: "Mo Ran, have you ever thought about it, there are many strange beasts in Jin Chengchi, and some of them have seen the real Gouchen Shanggong. So, for this pretending Yes, why can't they recognize it?"

Mo Ran's face was bloodless, and he was a little terrified: "Indeed...so."

Chu Wanning said: "Let me ask you again, if you pretend to be Gou Chen Shanggong and hibernate in Jinchengchi, how can you let others say what you want to say, do what you want to do, obey orders, and do it for you acting?"

Mo Ran suddenly understood.

Zhenlong Chess Game!

When black and white fall, the world returns to its heart. No one knows the power of this forbidden technique better than him. He almost blurted out, but seeing Chu Wanning's eyes, he stopped talking immediately.

How could my sixteen-year-old self easily think of the three forbidden techniques?

So the ink burned: "This is difficult."

"No." Chu Wanning said, "This is very simple."

He paused, and then said: "As long as they are all dead."

Chapter 43 Is This Seat a Sacrifice? ? ?

Before Mo Ran could speak, he suddenly heard a sharp and piercing voice shouting behind him: "Let me go, let me go! Let me go first!"

【carry

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