Attacks from eight directions, under the movement of Miao Junfeng's mind, all of them bombarded Sassi.

Despite his best efforts, Sassi was attacked fiercely and mercilessly, and Sassi, as his name suggests, gave up.

This is the first time in his life that Miao Junfeng has killed a ghost lord. With this experience, if you encounter the Ghost Lord again in the future, the battle should be much easier than today.

"Good! Very good! Ruthless enough! You go forward, I'm interested in meeting you. ”

Looking at the slowly opening stone door in front of him, a disturbing thought rose in Miao Junfeng's heart.

Don't kill Sassi, cold words are relative. Killing Sases made the priests' temple feel a little good about him. Were the men of the temple really a group of people of confusion?

Don't think about it anymore, retract your spiritual strength, take firm steps, and stride towards the door that is open to you.

Through this door, another narrow corridor appeared in front of me.

Miao Junfeng didn't dare to be careless, and was still vigilant. Whether the men of the priests' house are trustworthy or not, they do not know. But as long as you have the initiative, even if the people in the priest's hall are devils, you can sit down and talk with them.

With a "bang", an object fell from the top of the corridor, and Miao Junfeng instinctively jumped back, making a gesture of preparing to attack.

However, when the object fell, a wry smile appeared on Miao Junfeng's face.

This is a square table, figuratively a negotiating table.

The long tabletop, narrow plane, and just the right distance allow two people who want to negotiate to sit down without feeling alienated or unfamiliar.

After two "whoosh" sounds, two "dong dong" sounds. Two wooden chairs rested firmly at each end of the table.

With a "hula" sound, a figure in a black robe sat straight on the wooden chair at the other end.

"Young people from the East, please be seated. I'm Sapol, what's the matter with you? Sapol, dressed in black, took the initiative to speak.

Miao Junfeng gave him an oriental fist salute, and then calmly sat down on the wooden chair.

"Hello Sapol, my name is Miao Junfeng. I'm here today to discuss something with you. ”

"Oh? What do you need to talk to me about? According to the past practice, didn't the envoys from the east always go to the city lord's mansion as guests? Occasionally, I would find time to accompany the people of the Holy See for afternoon tea.

I am very puzzled that you came to me instead of looking for them!

If it weren't for your strength being recognized by me, and I would have been in a good mood today. The ghost wars standing behind me will tear you to the point where you can't even find your bones. ”

"It seems like I had a lot of luck today. When I have a chance in the future, I'll meet the Ghost Warlord again! Let's talk about business today! ”

"Business? What is there to talk about between us? It seems to me that the conversation between you and me is purely to pass the time. ”

"Sapol Priest, you're not right to say that. Since you and I can sit here and talk, it means that you have a general understanding of what I am here to do.

I am from the East, and if I have nothing important, why should I risk angering you by breaking in? ”

"Oh? Is it? I thought you were on a whim trying to test the power of the temple of priests! Looks like I misunderstood you. Oh, well! For the sake of a misunderstanding, you can say it!

However, I don't promise that I will say yes after you say it. ”

"It's natural, it's okay if you don't agree, as long as you don't make enemies of us. I know that you are very powerful, and if you were not happy, I would definitely be locked up by you now, and then I would taste all kinds of torture in the priesthood.

I am still self-aware, and I respect you, but it doesn't mean I'm afraid. I hope that what I am going to say will be understood by you, and if you do, I am sure that you will slowly agree to my proposal. ”

For half an hour, Miao Junfeng explained the purpose of his visit to Sapol in the shortest words. As for the affairs of Count Louis and Mitheus, he deliberately covered them up.

After listening to Miao Junfeng's remarks, Sapol raised his hand and attracted a cup of coffee.

He gently stirred the coffee with a small spoon, letting the aroma of the coffee permeate the corridor.

"Shh He took a big sip, then placed the cup on the table.

"Mr. Miao Junfeng, if I help you, what benefit can I get? What good can we get from the temple of priests? Sapol leaned back, making no secret of what was on his mind.

"Sapol Priest, I can see that you are an ambitious man who wants to do something big. Eurasia City is too small to limit your development. If you help me this time, I can guarantee that when it happens, we will help you go one step further.

For the priesthood, we will naturally not be stingy, and we will offer a considerable amount of spiritual coins to express our hearts. ”

"Hehe, Mr. Miao Junfeng. One step is not enough! And the spirit coins you mentioned, they can't be circulated in our place. Sapol leaned forward, his tone filled with displeasure.

"Sapol Sacrifice, the step I speak of is not the one you imagined. As far as I know, under the High Priest, there are ten ghost messengers in charge of the side!

I mean to send you to the Ghost Messenger's seat. Do you think this is a small step?

Moreover, it is true that spirit coins cannot be circulated in the Western People's Kingdom, but they can buy a large number of resources that do not exist in the Western People's Kingdom in the territory of the Imperial Court and the Shura Kingdom. These resources are a precious treasure to the priesthood! ”

"Hahaha..., Mr. Miao Junfeng, you are very wise and eloquent. If it had been someone else, I think I'd lost interest in talking to him now.

I'm very impressed by your conditions, but how can I believe that what you say is true? This is the first time we have met, and before that, you didn't know me, and I didn't know you. ”

"It's easy! Isn't it enough to make a contract? I swear by the Heavenly Dao Oath, and you swear in the name of the Ghost Emperor, I think such a contract should be valid for both you and me! ”

"Good! Let's sign now! I'd also like to see what action you'll take with Mitheus and Count Louis after I agree! ”

A black, unknown piece of contract paper was taken out of his sleeve by Sapol.

He cut his finger and wrote the contents of the contract on it with blood.

After being confirmed by both parties, they made their own vows and signed their names on them with their own blood.

As soon as the names of both parties were signed, the black paper "poofed" and burned autonomously. Immediately, it turned into two black forces and escaped into the minds of Miao Junfeng and Sapol respectively.

"Happy cooperation and good luck to you." For the first time, Sapol showed a pleasant voice.

"Thank you for your support, I think we will have opportunities to cooperate in the future."