MTL - A World Worth Protecting-Chapter 1387 Happy cooperation (first more)

"I've seen it..." Wang Baole murmured from the bottom of his heart, secretly saying that he had seen all the opponent's limbs, torso, and head.

It's just that this kind of look is a little weird.

"Then, what is your consciousness communicating with me now that you want to tell me?" Wang Baole put away his mind and spoke slowly. According to his judgment, the appearance of the Seven-Emotional Happy Lord was definitely not for nothing, it must be something. To communicate with yourself.

"Occasionally, I can step into the world of listening. Only when I am curious, there will be divine thoughts. There is nothing special." The reply to Wang Baole was the faint voice of Qiqingxizhu as always.

Wang Baole raised his eyebrows. Although the first law he came into contact with after he came to this second world was the law of happiness, if the other party’s words were hidden, his little sense of intimacy would not be enough to support his patience, so listen now. After the words of Qiqingxi Lord, Wang Baole smiled, and his body shook. The figure in this world of hearing was slowly blurred, as if he was about to leave here.

"Since the Lord is just coming out of curiosity, we have time later, let's talk again."

During the words, Wang Baole's figure was in this blur, as if he was about to leave the world, while Qiqingxi Lord was silent until Wang Baole's figure disappeared completely, and there was no sound anymore.

Wang Baole returned to the dark night, with doubts in his eyes.

"Is it really just coming from curiosity?" Wang Baole was in deep thought, pressing the matter to the bottom of his heart, and the time of the night, as Wang Baole had turned into a weird thing before, merged into the world of hearing, it also slowly passed.

At this moment, shortly after he returned to the night, the distant horizon was already white. Not long after, the night was replaced by the day, and Wang Baole's figure also teleported and disappeared.

When he appeared, he was already in the city of listening and returned to the restaurant with a calm expression. Although he did not find Shi Lingzi that night, the harvest was extremely amazing.

First of all, he determined the direction of the law of hearing desire, knew the ability he possessed now, and had a deep knowledge and understanding of the strange things in the hearing world.

As for Xizhu, Wang Baole had a hunch that the appearance of the other party was not just curiosity, there must be other things.

"She's not in a hurry, so naturally I'm not in a hurry." Wang Baole didn't pay much attention to the matter. On the one hand, he asked the housekeeper of the restaurant to continue to collect incomplete music scores. On the other hand, he opened the harvested storage bags one by one and searched them.

As the storage bags were opened by him, Wang Baole's expression became more and more surprised. These storage bags came from three monks, and each monk's storage bag contained some family properties.

For example, here in the score, Wang Baole won thirteen copies, all of which are complete scores.

As for the incomplete music scores, there are many, and most of them are original, not engraved. In addition, there are many kinds of magical instruments and medicines. Wang Baole is very excited to watch.

Immediately take out those scores and begin to feel the notes.

In this way, the days passed day by day, until ten days passed.

During these ten days, every night, Wang Baole turned into a weird, haunted outside world, but any monk he encountered could not escape the catastrophe of being looted by his storage bag, and even a few belonged to him. The old patron...

At the same time that he gained amazing results here, among the three disciples, a rumor about a terrorist thief in the dark, like a storm, swept the three sects, even in the city of hearing, there are many people know and talk about it. many.

"Have you heard that during this period of time there has been a frenzied person. This person has a very high level of cultivation, but he only stares at the storage bag..."

"Everyone, be careful, these days are not peaceful, there are thieves."

"I heard that most of the three monks who went out had encountered the thief. Since this thief has such a high level of cultivation, why should he stare at the storage bag."

During the day, Wang Baole could hear the discussion from everyone in the restaurant, but in the dark, he could hear similar words in his own sect.

Every time, he looked as usual. It seemed that the other party was not talking about himself at all. Even when he met his neighbors in the cave, after the other party informed him of the incident, Wang Baole sighed and said that he had also encountered it, in exchange for one. Fan sympathy.

Perhaps because of the thieves, or perhaps because of the decrease in the popularity of the wanted, the number of the three monks who slowly went out in the dark was also too small. The vast majority of the three disciples have also restored their previous life of retreat.

This made Wang Baole's plunder stagnated, and sometimes he turned into a weird look for a long time, and at most met three or five people.

As a result, the harvest was naturally greatly reduced, but Wang Baole was already very satisfied, because during this period of time, the storage bag he looted contained just over fifty scores.

The number of incomplete ones is so amazing that the number of notes he perceives has surpassed fifteen thousand, reaching a level of over twenty thousand. The most important thing is that every night he incarnates a strange thing and enters the world of hearing. , He could faintly feel it, as if there was a gaze condensing himself.

Wang Baole is no stranger to the master of that gaze, and the other party did not hide it. It was the Seven-Emotion Xizhu, but this Xizhu did not communicate with Wang Baole except for the first day.

Until this day, when Wang Baole became a weird incarnation and wandered in this world of hearing for a long time without seeing a monk's fire, suddenly, the voice from Qiqingxi Lord, leaving for a long time, echoed his mind again.

"In the very east of you, within the range of a stick of incense at your speed, there is a disciple of Yinludao."

"Huh?" Wang Baole swept the surroundings when he heard the words, his body instantly left, and he walked in the direction of the other party's guidance. After a stick of incense, he saw a dim light group moving cautiously, as if he was afraid of being noticed.

Unfortunately, as a gust of wind swept, when Wang Baole left, the disciple of Yinlvdao suddenly changed his expression and touched his chest abruptly. He took a deep breath. The storage bag he hid in his arms... Up.

It seemed that the joy of working together for the first time deepened the relationship between Wang Baole and Xizhu. Then the frequency of Xizhu's words increased, but every time she told Wang Baole the position of the three disciples.

And Wang Baole was not in a hurry. According to the other party’s guidance, he gradually gained more, but apparently this kind of behavior similar to that of a household is difficult to last for a long time. After half a month has passed, there are not many three disciples. Haunted in the dark night.

This makes Wang Baole a little regretful, and he is also very curious about why he has never encountered Shi Lingzi during this period of time, and even the Taoists of other sects have not even appeared. It seems that these Taoists have disappeared one by one. Like.

And the Seven-Love-Happy Master seemed to have guessed Wang Baole's doubts, and he heard another voice.

"The Taoists of the Three Sects, as well as those good disciples, are in retreat, preparing for the next...for them, a crucial trial."

"Trial?" Wang Baole sat on the old fishbone and asked when he raised his head to the surroundings.