Chapter Seventy-Five: Success

A treasure like the bloodthirsty magic flute? The one who gets it doesn't weigh as much as life? The closest relatives may not be informed, and being found will definitely cause blood and blood, how can it be easily borrowed?

You, you, what attitude do you have?

It's as easy as having vinegar at home and borrowing some dumplings?

City Lord Zhou almost went mad?

"Well, the bloodthirsty magic flute is precious?" The lady who lost weight in front of her subconsciously asked, her family background is extraordinary, she has been clothed and fed since she was a child, and no one dares to provoke her, so naturally she has not suffered hardships, and her mind is relatively simple.

Although it is said to be very precious, this Wang Daxia, as well as any of the broken gang leaders who came over, seem to have a very casual feeling.

"God assists!" Knife is a big joy.

"It's not necessarily precious, it's just that even if I, a deacon, plus the inner disciple's income, don't work hard to earn, only rely on the money issued, and don't want to earn enough to contribute in exchange for one piece if I don't have ten years." Wang Daxia smiled and said before the City Lord of Zhou spoke.

It seemed that he felt that his words were a little inappropriate, and hurriedly said: "Of course, if it's not our Tianmen disciples, this thing is relatively rare for the City Lord of Zhou!"

"Harder? Is it just harder? "City Lord Zhou has 10,000 ducks flying in his heart, but he doesn't know what to say on the surface, but he is a little embarrassed, it seems, look at their performance? Isn't this thing really particularly precious in Heaven's Gate?

He still didn't believe it in his heart, but suddenly thought that when he first got it, the information he obtained would be rewarded with 10,000 taels of silver if he sent it back? Just 10,000 taels of silver? In this way, Tianmen really doesn't pay enough attention to it, this Tianmen is really bold.

"Then, if the deacon works hard to earn it, how long will it take to get it?" The goddess spoke again, with curiosity on her face.

It is worthy of God's assist!

The knife was immediately liked.

Under the command of the knife, Wang Daxia smiled indifferently and said: "If I earn it with all my might, it will be difficult to complete it in a year, not to mention, this outer gate station is newly established, and I have a lot of things, so it is impossible to use it wholeheartedly in this regard."

I don't know if this exile is dangerous? Can it be postponed, given a few years, cut off the strength to earn enough contributions, and it will be much safer to exchange for a suitable magic weapon for yourself. ”

"Exile, how can it not be dangerous."

"The mortality rate is said to be very high."

Isn't it dangerous to break the gang?

……！

Several women began to grunt.

In this way, the face of the city lord of Zhou next to him changed again and again.

Seeing this, the city lord Wang said again: "Actually, I know that the city lord and the city lord of Zhou have no friendship, but if the city lord of Zhou is willing to help this time and let the senior brother come back safely, even if he pays the price, he will find a way to repay this favor, which is used to restore the broken arm of the city lord of Zhou, which is actually very good." ”

"Can a broken arm be recovered?" City Lord Zhou's face changed drastically, and he became excited.

"Huh!" Wang Daxia smiled confidently and said no more.

His expression changed again and again, and finally the city lord of Zhou smiled bitterly: "It's that someone Zhou is stingy, but this bloodthirsty magic flute is very important to someone Zhou, and I am not familiar with the gang leader, if Wang Daxia wants to borrow it for a year, there is no choice." ”

"Huh! Wang Mou understands, then Wang Mou will be a guarantee, if it is really lost or something, ten years, at most ten years, will definitely give the city lord a new one. ”

See here! With three more ladies as evidence, the city lord of Zhou finally handed over the bloodthirsty magic flute, with reluctance in his eyes.

"Don't worry! How could my Tianmen lose to the City Lord of Zhou, when the junior brother came back, how could he have to give some blood, this is his favor, but he has only just become a beginner disciple, and he will not earn enough to contribute in a few years, and the City Lord of Zhou still needs to wait. Wang Daxia laughed.

"This is not in a hurry, this is not in a hurry!"

……！

"Break the helper, I'll help you, you have to remember this favor." Mrs. County Commander left this sentence for the gang leader with a joking tone.

She didn't fan the flames just now, it turned out that it was not unintentional.

The leader of the broken gang naturally assured again and again, and found out the identity of the third-rate powerful woman, who turned out to be the granddaughter of another grandmaster-level prince, whose identity was extraordinary, much higher than that of the Zhou City Lord.

Holding the bloodthirsty magic flute, the broken gang leader is very happy, feeling that this treasure is connected to his bloodline, and the bloodthirsty magic flute has a lot of essence and blood stored in it, and he can borrow part of it to make himself burst out stronger.

In this way, the bloodthirsty magic flute is second-rate, and it may not be an opponent if he should face a second-rate.

This time, there is a master's task, and the momentum of Tianmen must not be weakened, if the majesty of Tianmen is displayed, maybe the master will be happy, hehe.

Seeing this, the knife wanted to come to this bloodthirsty magic flute, so he gave up for the time being, and forgot it.

The connection between the Broken Gang Master and the Demon Field is so deep, the consumption of the Bloody Eye is enough to reduce it by half, plus the Bloodthirsty Demon Flute, it is reduced by more than half again, only a quarter of the original, and I can also see the outside world.

What's more, there is a back hand, hehe.

Up to now, Xiaodao has given up the package of selling blood corn seeds with nutrient solution to the outside world this year, and after making up his mind, Xiaodao still did not hesitate to start synthesizing, and ten blood corns were synthesized into one.

It's a kryptonite skill, and the loss is serious, but now I need to do nothing.

Soon, a large amount of blood corn was synthesized, leaving enough seeds, and there was already a bright red blood corn in the center of the small knife field like a drop of blood, exuding a bewitching luster.

It's a pity that it's the magic field, even if the earth demon field, belongs to the kryptonite option, inherits the magic field branch, bone, blood, soul three paths, combined into one, it can be described as awesome, but there is still no spirit field, demon field and other characteristics.

So it's not cost-effective to continue synthesizing.

The demon seed immediately merged into it, and the blood corn turned black directly, and then was planted in the center of the earth demon field.

Naturally, a large amount of nutrient solution is watered at any cost.

Visible to the naked eye, the demon seed has sprouted.

"Well, it's ready to go."

This broken puppy is really lucky.

Of course, Knife doesn't mention the concern about the loss of the Bloodthirsty Magic Flute.

The leader of the broken gang was called to him.

"A thousand contributions?" The Broken Gang Leader was taken aback.

If you send a person to eradicate the evil, you can get fifty taels of silver, if you want to contribute, it is only a little, this thousand contributions are a thousand lives, and it must be the lives of the wicked.

As for a little contribution in exchange for a tael of silver? Hehe, except for the three who planted the land, who would change?

It's a pity that it can't be traded.

"It's still that you pass the test before you are allowed to owe a thousand contributions on credit, so choose for yourself." Knife lazily said.

He would never say that when the gang leader came back, the knife had already picked up the wool from him and had dozens of points of experience.

After all, the skill upgrade comes from the magic field, and under that characteristic, most of the experience gained by the broken gang leader by killing people is retained in the body, and when he walks into the magic field, he is taken away by the knife.