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Demons are very good at business, and Ye Xuan also knows that it is impossible for demons to give up calculating themselves, but the headache makes him not have the energy to intrigue.

The old man walked in with a slumber and glanced at the circle on the ground but said nothing.

"It's closing, young man, it's time for you to go."

“…… And finally, the last book! Please let me find the last book. Struggling to get up, Ye Xuan respectfully requested, "Please tell me which bookshelf the Buddhist scriptures are on." ”

The demon's transaction has set a time limit, and it is really extremely difficult to steal the soul spar in three days.

Especially someone like him, with a blender in his head.

The last attempt actually worked, and the old man agreed to his request.

If it weren't for the psychological effect, Ye Xuan seemed to feel more comfortable the moment he opened the scripture.

When the morning came, Ye Xuan felt that his head was full of people, and the bald donkeys that were constantly being smashed by the evil ghosts in his head kept reuniting, and then in vain they poured chicken soup for the soul on those evil ghosts.

Back at the hotel, the exhausted Ye Xuan fell asleep.

By the time I woke up in the afternoon, my headache seemed to have eased slightly. Ye Xuan knew that if he didn't want to be dragged into hell, it was best to hurry up.

The munitions warehouse is wide open! The space in front of me is a full ten cubic meters in size, like a small room.

A small bag containing money was pulled out from under an open siege crossbow, and when it was opened, it was seen that the gold, silver and copper were gathered and placed in a mess. Gold locks, silver bracelets, gemstone necklaces. All kinds of jewelry are piled up in a small pile, and these things are much more advanced than the ones that were turned out of the novice village cemetery!

Turning over the broken armor, there were several pairs of torn armor in the quartermaster warehouse, and there was still a little bit of low-quality weapons in a mess.

Staring at the corpse in the quartermaster warehouse, Ye Xuan really couldn't understand why this thing could also be counted as military supplies.

You have to be careful when walking in a black city, not only for fear of pickpockets stealing your money, but more importantly, if you are successfully pickpocketed, the thugs will pull you into the target.

There are not a lot of players in the criminal city, and the NPCs who openly stand outside the exchange to solicit prostitutes come together to show their 'goods'.

I don't have time to play, but I still have the mood to rub oil. The scolding behind him sounded much better than the scriptures in his head.

The system auction hall is not yet open.

As a new game, many things need to be developed before they can be used, such as the auction house. This also brought difficulty to Ye Xuan's operation.

The mess was piled up on the high counter, and Ye Xuan hung his head during the appraisal process, and kept an eye on the surroundings.

There was a tumult in his head, and he felt voices all around him, and his looming gaze fell on him from out of sight.

'The Bodhisattva of Contemplation...... The color is not different from the empty, the empty is not different from the color......'

“… Sir! … All right. ”

It took a few calls before he reacted, and Ye Xuan raised his head.

"A total of 1,400 gold, please put away ......" The pawn shopkeeper's voice was very small, but Ye Xuan still raised his head. The sharp mangs in his eyes made the well-informed shopkeeper can't help but avoid his gaze.

Put away the money bag and look at the NPCs Ye Xuan who were scattered everywhere with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Good."

Soul spar, as the name suggests, the substance in this ore is extremely close to the soul, according to Ye Xuan's understanding, this spar may be transformed from a living thing through the hand of nature.

Extolation-grade materials are precious.

The library's record and the pawnshopkeeper's reply made Ye Xuan lock in the approximate price and come to another counter. The player handing over the mission glanced at him, surprised by the prison marks on his face.

"I'm going to post a task."

Suddenly, the players around them pricked up their ears.

"Require a soul spar with a base price of one hundred gold coins. I'll get it the day after tomorrow for two days, and your commission is ten gold coins and a deposit of fifty is here. No problem, right? After speaking, Ye Xuan raised his head.

"Well, no problem."

I had learned the rules in advance, dressed myself as a regular customer, and quickly made a sign and handed it to myself.

The brand was put into his arms, and he glanced at the player, and Ye Xuan left quickly.

All things are false, and all things are allowed. Although the assassin's specialty is only the lowest level of support, its practicality is definitely the best among Ye Xuan's many specialties.

At the same time as the specialty was opened, his face was blurred in the minds of all players who had seen Ye Xuan, and even the faces that appeared on the wanted list would be blurred

Ye Xuan has always thought that he is a public face, and he often feels like he is hit in the face when he walks in the NPC group. Now that I have such a rare specialty, the next time we meet, I don't know if those friends will recognize me.

I feel like I'm looking at the world through the shadows.

Turning the corner again, I slipped through the bar and out the back door and ran through the back door straight into the framing shop next door.

Through the curtains, I saw a few dumb-headed big men screaming and running away, sniffing their noses fiercely, and the smell of fat powder in the air was covered with a rancid stench that could not be hidden.

No way, can you expect a group of women who won't even bother tomorrow to clean properly?

"Eh! How did you come in from here, this guest? The old woman with a blush ran over with her little feet and grabbed Ye Xuan's arm.

"Why is there anything that can't be seen? It's all from the past. What else is there to be embarrassed about? Full of evil taste, he pinched a handful of the old bustard's chin, and Ye Xuan paid attention to the staircase she ran to, all the way down to the place where the darkness was submerged.

"Eh, what the guest officer said~ Of course, there is nothing that can't be seen. It's just that these are all shameful places, so it's better not to be seen or not to be seen~"

"Haha, I want to see how you teach your daughter, the old slut trains the little slut! Hahahaha! ”

"What the guest said~"

Human life in the sin capital is even less valuable, and the bustards will only leave the goods that can make money, and those that no longer provide output value will be resold.

The kiln level here is really good.

The jewelry in the quartermaster compartment was not completely sold out, and some of the more beautiful little things remained. The girl's white back was without a single blemish, like soft satin, and the slender bones had not yet fully grown. Last night it was too much to toss, and the girl is still asleep.

A string of beaded flowers was placed on the table, and Ye Xuan sorted out his clothes.

"It's useless to leave this kind of thing for me, it will be taken away by my mother." The girl kept her back to herself, and her voice sounded so delicate, but if you taste it carefully, you can still find the stubbornness hidden in the tone.

Ye Xuan's movements paused, "I can't take you away, let me do something for you." ”

The girl turned her head and looked at Ye Xuan with confusion and doubt in her eyes.

"Take the initiative to hand it in and have some kind words. Or to please some older sister...... Maybe it can make your life a little more comfortable. If you don't have a chance, you can't do it, right? Ye Xuan said this as he tightened his belt, his chaotic brain was still aching.

Ye Xuan leaned over to the bed and reached over and picked the girl's chin.

"I'm leaving."

"Niyun is shameless, I hope that Gong Engong will have mercy!" The girl cried out, and got up from the bed and fell to her knees.

"Huh?"

"Niyun begs Childe to agree, if possible, help me kill someone."

Ye Xuan pushed the door tightly and looked at the girl a little strangely.

"Say it......"

Not everyone volunteered to take the capital of sin, and there were many indigenous people here who lived a life that was inferior to that of slaves.

Niyun is not called Niyun, this name is the code name of a toy given by the old bustard.

Her surname is Li, and of course she has a father.

Life is very difficult for the poor in such a place, and her mother is very sick.

The father, who was stupid in Ye Xuan's opinion, made a very stupid decision.

He signed a contract and went to the Colosseum.

In the unknown first few games, the man died. The contract was treated as waste paper, and not a single cent of the promised compensation fell into the hands of the mother and daughter, and within a few days, someone came to the girl's house and took her away from her half-dead mother.

"What do I get?" Ye Xuan couldn't bear to give a desperate girl a lie that he knew was false.

"As long as the great revenge is avenged, Li Yun is willing not to enter reincarnation. I just want to turn into a little ghost and pray for Engong night and night. ”

“…… Hmph, pay. Keep your life alive. Thinking about it, Ye Xuan gave an ambiguous reply.