Chapter 176： The film stream has been ended, can Mexianbao be far away?

The appearance of the stone box did give Di Lei Zhenjun a lot of inspiration. As for why the stone box appeared in the hands of these video stream killers, in fact, if you think about it carefully, the problem behind it is not difficult to explain. After all, the stone ghost face is something that makes those speculators trying to get powerful power in a short time.

Not only the Moxianbao family is looking for the stone ghost face, the dark forces in these circles are also investigating. This is not surprising.

In fact, this time the Shadow Stream Command was destroyed, and a large internationally renowned killer organization may have no chance of rising from now on. This also awakened the underworld forces in Hua Xiuguo who had been hiding in the dark. It's true that the guilty conscience is true. From the shadow incident, these secret factions can clearly perceive that there is a master in Huaxiu Kingdom that they cannot reach or detect ...

With one-handed space spells, even the space tower can't detect the exact wave, which is too evil.

Afterwards Diorui Zhenjun left with this mask box. From the very beginning, Wang Ling did not want to intervene in this matter. It is best to hand it to Diorui ... Before leaving, Diorui Zhenjun also received it. Father Wang's compliment, the father sincerely praised the broccoli he planted.

Then, Wang Ling saw these two goods on the windowsill on the second floor, just like a little red flower rewarded by the kindergarten teacher.

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Di Lei Zhenjun left the villa and came to the late night cafeteria. The dilapidated little shop that looked a little flamboyant, before midnight, was still a run-down and a miserable situation as usual. The boss of the altar was still wiping the plate inside, and when he saw Di Lei Zhenjun appeared, his eyes narrowed for a moment, then he raised his eyes slightly: "Yo, come to eat noodles again?"

To be honest, Diu Leijun always thought that the beef noodles of the altar boss were actually quite ordinary. But today, he came again with questions. All came, and he started asking questions without ordering anything. It seemed a little bad.

Di Lei Zhenjun pondered for a moment and asked, "Is there any other dish ..."

"Yeah ... yes, yes, I recently learned a new soup with my master of pine mushrooms. Are you interested? The ingredients are imported from abroad, although the price is a little expensive. But the taste is definitely better than my master's domestic production. The ingredients are well done. "The boss thought about it and replied.

Diu Leijun stunned: "Uh, aren't Ma Rong and Song Zhi made of domestic ingredients?"

The owner of the altar spread his hand: "In the past it was ... but the host country of Australia has applied for the soup of these two ingredients in advance and applied for cultural heritage in advance, just as shameless as the Nan Han country. Everything is from other countries."

Dilei Zhenjun: "Come here ..."

Anyway, if it's not tasty, he won't give money!

"Say, what's wrong with me?" The boss of the altar looked up and lost Lei Zhenjun.

He was born twice and cooked twice, and he could see this routine of ordering questions.

Diorui Zhenjun was not covering up, and with the aura of light, the mask box duang appeared on the table: "Have you seen this thing, boss?"

The boss of the altar did not speak, but focused his head on the ingredients in hand. He cut the horse mash into pieces, cut the transparent pine cone into filaments, washed it in a strainer, poured it into a casserole, added spices, and closed the lid. After doing all this, the boss of the altar raised his head and stared at Di Lei Zhenjun: "Do you mind me, smoke?"

Di Lei Zhenjun shook his head, but secretly exerted his spiritual power and controlled his nose hair to adjust to the filtering mode. No one would have thought that this senior man who had died would have no habit of smoking. In addition, he developed a small spell to control nose hair. This method can effectively prevent the harm of second-hand smoke ...

The boss of the altar took a breath: "To be honest, this box was indeed made by a friend of mine."

Di Lei Zhenjun's eyes suddenly brightened-this is a very important message!

The owner of the altar has only recently begun to care about the problem of the stone ghost face. Although he has chosen to retreat, one thing that cannot be denied is that the mask that he pinched together with the little girl was causing many instabilities in the world. fluctuation. Government forces and Ming factions want to find those two masks to tighten their seals, while the dark factions want to emerge with the help of the stone ghost face.

"It took a lot of effort to make this thing." The boss of the altar sighed quietly: "But I must regret to tell you that the maker of this stone box has passed away."

Di Lei Zhenjun's eyes calmed down, he would like to ask how this person died, but felt that this question seemed a bit abrupt. And not very polite.

He knows that the identity of the boss of this altar is definitely not simple. Sometimes, the breath on him is not ~ www.novelhall.com ~. Mostly, he is also a senior who cannot reach his level ...

Of course, the above is only speculation.

However, Diorui Zhenjun has an inexplicable self-confidence in himself, and his sixth sense has always been accurate!

Staring at the stone box, the boss of the altar watched for a long time, apparently the boss did not want to tell the reason why his friend Xian died. He kept silent, but still issued a warning to Di Lei Zhenjun: "I advise you, it is best to give up tracking. This way, it is not good for you or your talented friend who can write songs. . That's not something you can touch. "

The boss of the altar felt the scar on his right face: "Did you see this scar ..."

Dilei Zhenjun frowned: "This injury of the boss seems to be injured by a magic weapon?"

"It's easy to get started and difficult to be born. Sometimes, if this muddy water sinks too deeply, it will be difficult to pull it out." The boss of the altar said, "This scar was left when I left the gate of Zongmen. Zongmen had just experienced a chaos at that time, and my scar was left in that chaos ... "

Speaking of which, the boss of the altar has a very heartfelt feeling: "This is the trauma caused by the sacred artifact. In my realm at that time, that physical body ... even if he was cured, I could not restore this scar. I have found these years A lot of beauty institutions, the results are useless. Thinking back then ... I was also the ancestor of Zongmen, and how many of them were waiting for me, following the idol route! I also eat by face! "

Dilei Zhenjun: "..."

Dilei Zhenjun: "Is this cut by someone?"

"Oh, that's not it."

The boss of the altar shook his head, like a rattle: "It was when I escaped from the Zongmen that I accidentally fell down. It happened that my face hit the blade of the ground ..."

Dilei Zhenjun: "..."

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