In the library, hundreds of books are suspended in the air, and a breeze drags them up and flies in the air.

Qin Ming opened the eyes of power, and he had already surpassed the so-called ten lines at a glance, quickly browsing these books.

This wind is naturally magical, and even helps him turn the pages, but the most difficult thing about reading a book like this is how to receive a large amount of messages in a single time.

However, this point is not a problem for Qin Ming, the memory of a magician with strong spiritual power in this world is good, but as an immortal cultivator, it has almost become natural to never forget it.

For him, the difficulty is not how to accept it, how to remember, but how to think about it when he remembers so much information at the same time.

Po was playing Hache on the side.

"We just gave up? Let that bald dog grab the drug bottle?"

Hundreds of books, quickly retracted in the air, flipped in the air like butterflies in the air, and finally slapped Po's face, if a book represents a slap, in public, the person who can be slapped by this slap wants to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"I'm sorry to say, didn't you negotiate? As a result, I was fooled, ah, the Saint King of Light and Darkness, this nickname is quite good, I didn't expect such a high-end and high-grade nickname. ”

"Hey, hey, I've won a prize. Ah Bao erected his little body and waved at this Qin Ming, but was slapped down by the latter again.

"Can't you hear I'm sarcastic?"

"I heard it, but I also heard it, boss, you are in a bad mood, and I won't call you a shovel officer in the future. ”

"You're focusing on the wrong thing. ”

"That's right, anyway, if that poison bottle is really important, then boss, you will send me a message at that time. ”

Qin Ming looked at Ah Bao and smiled.

"Don't be impressed for three days, and you're not bad. ”

"What the hell are the two bosses talking about? I don't understand anything. Gray was flipping through a book, a heroic biography of a character, but eighty percent of it was fake.

For example, this person reached the end of the fourth level in reality, but in the end he dominated the entire Sacred Continent, but he felt that the height was unbearable, and the hero was lonely and cold, so he erased all the history about him, and finally lived in a lotus root and spent the rest of his life silently in this library.

Adhering to the last wish, I wrote this book, so that future generations will know that in 45,000 years, there is such a person, a hero, is like this...... This article is all about fart, something that a fourth-level magician accidentally obsessed with when he studied magic.

But Gray saw it with relish, perhaps he thought he had been the same being for thirty-eight thousand years.

Then naturally the height is cold, the hero is lonely and cold, and when he erases his news, he also erases his memory by the way.

"The poison bottle is not important, it is just a relic of the creation god, and the so-called 50 million gold coins are even more fart, although there are no less.

What's really interesting is the means of targeting the vampires of the Lands of Chaos. That's what I'm interested in. Qin Ming found a place to sit down, and then looked at Gray, who still had a puzzled look on his face.

Qin Ming looked powerless.

"First of all, you think. According to the information we received, it was not long ago, around the time we were in Moyawaldu.

The Twelve Ancestors left their hometown, only to have their rear stolen, and the Twelve Ancestors poison vial, which had been used to suppress the previous one, was gone. ”

"Let me ask you, even if it is a Holy Rank Palace without a Holy Order, if you want to take such a treasure from it, do you know what level of people you need to do it?

However, the effect of the poison bottle is not very important except for the Holy Rank other than the Blood Clan. And if he really wants the poison bottle, why would he release the news of the poison bottle?"

"The mercenary guild's bounty was given by the thief?" Gray was startled, he had always thought ...... It was released by a vampire.

"Why do vampires do this? This race is extremely arrogant and disdains food like humans. Internal affairs, even if they want to kill the Twelve Ancestors, will not spread the news to human society at all.

But that's not all, when he talks about the poison bottle, although he gives directions, he doesn't explain the origin of things, and only tempts them with a lot of money.

Obviously, this is to cause a riot and mix low-level mercenaries and adventurers as cannon fodder. It's not just people who are getting messed up with each other. And vampires.

Although most of the forces in the Troublelands have tacitly accepted the vampire as a force, vampires are not less hated as food for humans.

In the past, one or two large and small cats were counted, and this time the two sides could be described as a frontal large-scale conflict. And I can think of it.

Either someone has a grudge against the so-called Twelve Ancestors, or there is a grudge against the blood clan of the entire Chaos Lands.

If so, there is a grudge against some chaotic place.

His purpose should be to cause a turmoil, but it is difficult to say how far the specific turmoil will go and who it will target. ”

"But, that's not normal. If you follow this line of thought, vampires and humans, don't you think of it? Don't those vampires know and continue to fight against the Twelve Ancestors stupidly?" Gray asked again.

"Of course I did. But neither side cares much. The real composition of the Land of Chaos is the Five Kingdoms and Ten Courts, and it doesn't matter how the other forces die.

And vampires, as I said, are a very egotistical race. It can also be seen from the one who died not long ago.

They may not have thought of this, but they didn't care, and even planned to kill two birds with one stone, killing the twelve ancestors on the one hand, and the people who used them as robbers. That's why we gave up in the first place.

Let the duke open the way for us first, anyway, if the other party still makes a move, everyone will know about it. Why don't we be in a hurry, why don't we take a look here, so that we can find something else. ”

Well?

The man led them to this library, which is precisely the most cluttered and at the same time the most misleading. Because there are really some relics of the creation body in this library.

Some are real, some are fake. When he creates false news, we might as well go find something real.

As he spoke, Qin Ming threw a book into Gray's hand, and there was a ruin on it. These places are always the remnants of some ancient kingdom. But no, adventurers love to drill into it.

If I'm not mistaken, the people in this library want to lead us here. But don't go yet, you might find something good somewhere else. Qin Ming's eyes narrowed.

"Alright, it's time for us to go, and give your book back. As he spoke, he snatched the obscene book and handed it to the boy who had been beside him by the bookshelf.

He turned his head, but it was very elegant and elegant. With black hair and a smile on his face, he thinks he is the big brother next door. There was a black flute hanging from his waist.

"Hey, there's another guy here?" said Gray, surprised, because the buddy's presence was too low.

"Who do you think gave you your water?" Qin Ming rolled his eyes, "People work here, and he's not the only one." ”

"You see, it's because your sense of presence is too low that you can't always be promoted and don't sell well. A girl with a cinnabar mole between her eyebrows taught the boy a lesson, and the latter scratched her head with a very helpless expression.

(End of chapter)

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