Chapter 1001

The guy in the dark didn't let a Zhao wait too long.

Two days later, Shenghai stayed in the florist until ten o'clock.

He had a good harvest today. He learned a few small magic arts. He also planted a pot of flowers by himself, which was on the right side of the florist and sold to evening guests.

This "flower", in fact, is also a kind of magic.

A magic skill to communicate Yin and Yang.

For Sheng hai to learn so quickly, a Zhao was very pleased, and without hesitation, he gave him the task of making flowerpots in the future.

Don't shake hands too simply.

A Zhao is lazy and steals too openly, without any cover up.

Sheng Hai doesn't think it's bad. Instead, he thinks that such a righteous and lazy master is really lovely.

He was willing to work as a coolie.

Ah Zhao didn't say anything.

"Master, I'll go back to school first." Sheng Hai packed up his things and said goodbye to a Zhao.

Ah Zhao waved lazily: "let's go."

Sheng Hai takes the door and goes outside.

It's a cloudy day today. The air is extra depressing and uncomfortable.

In such weather, even the people on the street are much less.

Walk out of this main road and turn left. It's the school gate.

Sheng Hai walked, just turned to the left, his chest came to a burning feeling.

This is where he placed the brocade bag close to him.

Shenghai heart a Lin, almost subconscious, the whole person quickly to the left to hide.

"Pa!"

The head of a huge flowerpot fell and hit the spot he had just passed.

Sheng Hai:

He looked back.

The roadside is an artificial fence.

Construction is under way inside the fence.

At the moment, it's more than ten o'clock in the evening, and I've been off for a long time.

Where did you get the flowerpot?

Obviously, this guy in the dark doesn't care about logic or illogicality at all.

He just wanted to kill Sheng Hai.

Sheng Hai didn't lean on the road. He secretly raised his mind and went on.

As soon as he left, he found it was wrong.

I don't know when, a thick layer of gray fog around.

The fog billowed and approached the Shenghai from all around.

It's like, to eat him up.

I can't see the road around, and I can't hear any sound.

Now he is the Sheng Hai of the Xuanmen people after taking a Zhao as his teacher. Now he can understand that he has stepped into other people's array or set up a boundary.

And, obviously, it's not a coincidence.

From just that flowerpot knows, the other party is deliberately waiting for him here.

There is no good intention in coming.

The fog had been close to him one meter, and it was about to touch him.

Sheng Hai doesn't know what the fog is, but his intuition tells him that it is absolutely not a good thing, and it's better not to get it.

He moved in his heart and recited a few pithy formulas in his mouth: "the sunshine is bright, and all evils retreat and disperse!"

A fist sized ball of light rose from his head and lit up all around, and as the light spread, the gray fog faded back like a tide.

The figure standing in the fog was revealed.

It was a man with sharp lips, a pair of green eyes looking at Shenghai, full of greed and desire.

"It's interesting. You're a little better than I thought." The man looked at Sheng Hai and licked his lips.

That's the way to look at delicious food. It's almost drooling.

Sheng Hai was looked a little uncomfortable, directly asked: "what are you?"