After getting rid of the ice cube face who wanted to plot against him, the blade went straight to the square of the branch hall of the Martial Spirit Hall.

There are so many people, it's really not easy to take a step forward.

In the center of the square is a huge statue of a twelve-winged angel, which is equivalent to an enlarged version of the one seen not long ago.

Passing through the crowd, the blade headed towards the main hall.

Since it was a celebration, there were many more guards stationed at the entrance of the main hall and around the square. It is not only to highlight the solemnity, but also to guard against some unscrupulous elements like Blade who want to do things.

Following the crowd of people entering and exiting, Blade easily walked in, after all, he was only one of these beings, and there was no difference.

His disguise is perfect!

The inside of this hall is quite spacious.

Blade looked around curiously, solemn and atmospheric, and there was no kind of golden and vulgar atmosphere, and the grade was there.

The statue of the angel is enshrined at the back of the main hall.

After a turn, Blade knew something was going to be difficult.

In his keen perception, the place where the life source power was strongest was the small area where the huge statue sit.

Therefore, people who enter here feel that life has been sublimated in a deep or shallow way.

This is not an illusion, because the life source power here is more than ten times stronger than that of the periphery.

But it doesn't matter, what matters is how to get the Life Source Stone out quietly!

At a glance, the blade saw that beneath the statue's pedestal was the hardest black iron of all stones, which was said to be as hard as iron, if not better.

And it's all around with this damn stinky stone.

What can he do with the special shovels in his backpack?

If this spade goes down, I'm afraid that the large army of people will be able to rush to block this place immediately.

And think about it in the long run.

"You thief! Why do this to me! Blade sighed helplessly in his heart.

Then think about how to solve the problem.

In short, tonight's plan can be canceled first, and he has to make some preparations to ensure that he can take out the Light Source Stone smoothly without alerting the guards.

His uncle's!

Sick of it.

Someone licked the sugar gourd and walked out of the hall.

Now he's going to get ready.

"Chilled radish soup? Looks good. ”

The blade stopped in front of a signboard.

In the evening, Lamba Academy.

Today, the poor crowd has once again survived from the master's hands.

After taking a bath, Ning Rongrong stood in front of the window and looked at the window opposite, which was only open with a gap, and was slightly distracted.

What's wrong with this guy?

Could it be that you can't eat well, sleep well, have an accident, or get out of trouble?

"Xiao Wu, do you think something will happen to this guy, otherwise why hasn't he come back for so long?"

The salted fish rabbit lying on the bed gnawing on the radish said listlessly: "Rongrong, you are here again, that guy is a little bit stupider than Sister Xiaowu, and he can't get into trouble." ”

"Hmm."

Ning Rongrong looked at the other side and replied softly.

A small sparrow flew by on the other side, and she felt something familiar.

"Chirp!"

Zhu Zhuqing sat down next to Xiao Wu, wiping his black hair with a white towel.

She looked at Ning Rongrong with her hands on her chin, her eyes were a little complicated.

Xiao Wu sat up with the radish and said with some concern: "I don't know how the junior is?" Dugu will not give him food, will he punish him, will he be locked up in a small black house......"

Zhu Zhuqing comforted her: "Don't worry, Dugu Bo is a Title Douluo, and he will not deliberately make things difficult for Tang San." ”

"Hmm!" Xiao Wu thought about it too.

But I'm still a little worried, after all, there has been no news for half a year.

Ning Rongrong walked over and said with a smile: "Xiao Wu, are you worried that the third brother will be abducted by other girls?" ”

"Just, no! Rong Rong is not allowed to talk nonsense, otherwise Sister Xiao Wu will not be polite! Xiao Wuqiao's face flushed with shame, and she raised her small fist angrily to threaten Ning Rongrong.

"Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, Xiao Wu, Zhuqing, it's time to eat."

Ning Rongrong didn't know Xiao Wu's careful thinking about the dead rabbit.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded.

Actually, she was also a little worried, after all, he was such an excellent person.

She was a little upset at the thought of this.

"Zhuqing, let's go!"

……

The knife someone was not abducted by the girl for the time being, but now there is a middle-aged man who wants to abduct him.

"Is this girl alone?" A middle-aged man dressed like a dog smiled and spoke to Blade Girl.

Now Blade is in a small restaurant, and he heard that there are several specialties here, so he made a special trip.

I didn't expect to be really targeted by Uncle Blame.

This middle-aged man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, looking like a gentleman, and only spoke politely.

It's just that the stench he emitted has completely betrayed him, and the smell of decay and depravity is really unappetizing.

Blade put down the chopsticks and looked at him coldly: "Qingxin, this is in the city, I'll give you three seconds to disappear from my eyes, otherwise the sunshine of the next day will not be your share." ”

The middle-aged man only felt a chill hit his heart, and the thoughts in his heart that were ready to be implemented to coax this little slut to the hotel dissipated instantly.

This little slut with a beautiful voice can make him feel fear from the bottom of his heart?!

I was about to open my mouth but I heard it.

"Looks like you have no intention of backing down, good, I'll send you on your way tonight."

Blade got up, but saw the middle-aged man retreat in a panic, even hit the table, and then crawled away from the door......

He sat back down somewhat boredly.

I thought it would be a king, but I didn't expect it to be a melon skin.

It's really a waste of his killing intent to knife someone, but if he encounters it in the future, he can send him to the arms of the God of Light to learn how to behave.

Some people think that Blade is degenerate, but in fact, he has almost prepared what should be prepared, but there are still some small things that need to be improved, such as the arrangement of emergency evacuation routes.

This is the most important thing, and there is no room for sloppiness.

Well? This secret roasted eggplant does have a special taste.

……

At the Carrot Hotel, Blade sat on the bed for a while, and when the food was almost digested, he was about to start doing an extremely dangerous job.

Transform Ascension into real combat power!

Ascension flowers are also known as dream flowers, psychedelic flowers, and lost flowers.

It does not possess the ability to kill enemies directly, but if it inhales even a little, it will fall into an endless entanglement of illusions.

A person who is addicted to the illusion cannot be awakened by external forces, and in this state you are cutting him with a thousand cuts, laughing when he should laugh, crying when he should cry, laughing when he should be happy, and screaming or screaming.

There are only two ways to break free from the illusion.

First, rely on strong and sober willpower to move forward to break through the illusion and return to reality.

Second, wait until the drug is exhausted.

The power of this medicine is not only that, it even ignores cultivation and cannot be immune.

Even if Title Douluo inhales it, he will immediately fall into the environment, and at most, it will last for a much shorter time.

This is recorded in the "Strange Flowers and Plants", and Blade has personally verified that this conclusion is not wrong.

Now he's going to grind it into fine enough dust.

If this trip is really exposed, he will quietly sprinkle a little bit in the air, after all, he is the first to do things, but he can't do things too much.

Of course, he also wanted to save a little bit of ceilingpox, after all, this ceiling was to use a little less, and if he could save a little, of course he would save a little.

There is also to prevent the worst-case scenario (being caught by the other party).

If he had already torn his face with the Wuhun Hall at that time, then how could he still throw himself into the arms of the Wuhun Palace?

For a talent like him, as long as he doesn't make a big deal, a trivial matter like breaking into the branch hall of the Martial Spirit Hall at night can naturally be revealed.

Wuhun Hall has always warmly welcomed talents, but he just made a small mistake, they have no reason not to tolerate him, right?

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Hahaha!

No! These are not the reasons why he uses less to ascend to the ceiling!

He's just too kind.

Alas!

The grinder he held in his hand was the finest in the pharmacy, and it was specially prepared for grinding those precious medicinal herbs.

It took a Golden Soul Coin to dig it up from that beautiful boss Nian.

He knew that it must be a little more expensive, but the beautiful proprietress said that it had spent a lot of money, and it was ancestral, and she still had feelings everywhere, and this store could live on it.

She's so miserable, can Blade Girl not have a little sympathy?

The blade didn't wrap his mouth and nose in a cloth, and with his small hands, there was no reason for it to be wrong if he was careful.

If you really miss, it's no problem, it's just a little illusion, he knife someone who hasn't seen any wind and waves?

The ceiling is dried and torn into small pieces and thrown into a grinding dish.

After taking a deep breath, he began his grinding work.

His movements are very slow, even child's play, but his gaze is so focused.

The action must be light, otherwise the air flow will take away some of the powder, and it will be difficult to fully crush it if it is ground too quickly.

He was going to grind it very small, very small, smaller than the dust of the desert. This is the same as using poison to pursue colorlessness and tastelessness.

This heavenly pollen is meant to be sucked in by the Soul Emperor, the Soul Saint, and even Contra. They are not ordinary people, and a little older can alert them.

At the very least, he had to grind it to the point where it was thrown into the air and then disappear in order for these enemies to suck it in without him knowing.

Grind, grind, grind.

This boring work lasted for two hours.

Pinch a little bit and blow lightly, and nothing changes in the air.

Almost invisible.

With the jade bottle in hand, carefully collect the powder.

When everything was cleaned up, Blade got up and stretched, then walked to the side of the bed and lay down.

Wear outdoors, on the streets.

It has long been brilliantly lit.

There was no way to cultivate, and his time suddenly became a little relaxed.

However, he bought a new batch of books, which was a good thing to kill time.

Soon, he's going to get on with things!

Yes! Hahaha!

[Finally, I would like to sincerely thank you for your continued support!!] 】

There is one more chapter today.

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