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黄昏刚至，外城街上已是人来人往，夜市店铺纷纷开门，捣鼓稀奇货的商人也接连往暗巷里钻。
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卫仁置身热闹中却停下脚步，前有张相云，后有洛伏，站在暗巷口前的年秋雁看起来像是两边都不帮，却又让人不容忽视。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5oWM5LuA5LmI77yf4oCd5byg55u45LqR5pyd5Y2r5LuB5ZKn5Zi056yR6YGT77yM4oCc5oiR5Lus6LCI6LCI44CC4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>
“慌什么？”张相云朝卫仁咧嘴笑道，“我们谈谈。”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5Y2r5LuB5Lmf5a2m5LuW5ZKn5Zi056yR6YGT77ya4oCc55yf56iA5aWH77yM5oiR5Lus5LmL6Ze05pyJ5LuA5LmI5aW96LCI55qE77yf4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>
卫仁也学他咧嘴笑道：“真稀奇，我们之间有什么好谈的？”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5oiR5Lus6IO96IGK55qE6YKj5Y+v5bCx5aSa5LqG44CC4oCd5byg55u45LqR6L+I552A5q2l5a2Q77yM5oWi5oKg5oKg5Zyw5pyd5LuW6LWw5Y6777yM4oCc5q+U5aaC5paL5aCC55qE6aWt6I+c5aW95LiN5aW95ZCD77yM5Yac5a6255qE5q+S6Jmr5Ye25LiN5Ye277yM54K85YyW5LiA5Y+q6ay855Sy5aSp6Jub6KaB5aSa6ZW/5pe26Ze077yM5oCO5LmI5omN6IO96K6p5ZCs6aOO5bC66YeM55qE5Lyg5paH5raI5aSx4oCU4oCU4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>
“我们能聊的那可就多了。”张相云迈着步子，慢悠悠地朝他走去，“比如斋堂的饭菜好不好吃，农家的毒虫凶不凶，炼化一只鬼甲天蛛要多长时间，怎么才能让听风尺里的传文消失——”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5LuW6K+d6L+Y5pyq6K+05a6M77yM5bCx6KeB5Y2r5LuB5b6h6aOO5pyv5oOz6LeR77yM6Jma56m65Lit5Lyg5p2l6Zu357q/6Zeq54OB55qE5Zm85ZWq5aOw77yM57uG6ZW/5byv5puy55qE6YeR6Imy6Zu357q/6JuH6KGM5YmN6L+b77yM5Y206KKr5LiA5byg6YCP5piO55qE6Jub5Lid572R5oum5L2P77yM5Lik6IKh5Yqb6YeP5LqS55u45oq15raI44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>
他话还未说完，就见卫仁御风术想跑，虚空中传来雷线闪烁的噼啪声，细长弯曲的金色雷线蛇行前进，却被一张透明的蛛丝网拦住，两股力量互相抵消。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5Y2r5LuB5Lmf6LaB5py65re35YWl5Lq6576k5Lit6YCD5Y6744CCPC9wPg=='));</script>
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