The night was still a little unwilling, and said to his second uncle: "It's really worth 300,000?"

Blackbeard glanced at it and said: "300,000 is high for you, or because of the scarcity, the soul-strengthening effect of this thing is not significant, only the effect is obvious when you upgrade the rank and star rank, and the low-level is that you soul-type necromancer can't look down on the soul-strengthening effect."

Unless you reach the Grandmaster level, which is the Grand Magi level, this thing can significantly strengthen your 'domain', but you tell me how many soul-type necromancers there are in the entire empire?"

Dark Night listened to a burst of embarrassment, and said to Blackbeard: "Hey! It turns out that it's still a little useful, which makes you say, isn't there a future soul-type undead archmage standing in front of you!"

Blackbeard listened to him blow like this, and sneered directly: "If you really have that day, your second master will mess with you! Soul necromancers have no inheritance, and some of your current spell skills are all figured out by yourself, right?"

If you really stand at the top of the hierarchy one day, you will find that a necromancer like you has nothing ahead of you, and you will have to realize it on your own!

Don't look at your low-level position now, ordinary mages can't beat you, but your second master told you that there is not a single soul-type undead archmage in the entire Undead Empire!

The night was also quite shocked, it was the first time he knew about this, and his second master was indeed right about one thing, that is, most of the soul spell skills were all figured out by himself, not to improve it himself, and the academy had a soul erosion combination skill in this regard.

He was even in the Necromancer Association and the Academy Library, and he didn't see the existence of high-level soul necromancer magic skills at all!

The dark night said to Blackbeard's mouth: "Who cares so much, your eldest nephew is still struggling to become a junior rank, whether he can become a senior rank in this life is a matter of two words, this grandmaster is too far away! If I am not admitted to the senior academy, I will come back and mess with you, hehe!"

When Blackbeard heard what Black Night said, he rolled his eyes and said, "Don't learn this from me, I'm afraid that you have become the second rat eye, and my six brothers will be looking for me to settle accounts at that time!"

The night glanced at Blackbeard, isn't this burying people! Even if he is black in the night, there is this "master" in front of him?

The night was lazy to argue with him on this issue, and said to him: "Second master, do you think my 'radish' is a little different? It can't be a mutation, right?"

Blackbeard glanced at the "carrot" who was still spitting dead on the shoulder of the night, and sneered at the night: "Hold on, right? Have you ever seen someone who is dying?

Blackbeard doubled his words, and the night was speechless, he had indeed never seen anyone who had died of death, and it was estimated that it would not be a big deal to smash the succubus smile in his hand, mutation was impossible, and the ability to strengthen the soul did not look strong.

In the dark night, I slapped the ghostly "carrot" that I vomited, and directly let it go back to my spiritual consciousness, this thing looked at it twice, and could think less about the six million gold coins that had been lost.

There was a sigh in the dark night, and it is estimated that I can only play with a pet who will spit in the face in the future, and it seems that this hot head problem should be controlled in the future, and the ancestors of the previous life said well, think twice!

And our Lord of the Night doesn't know that there is another sentence after the words of his ancestor in his previous life, that is-again, Si Keyi!

Blackbeard took out the bag of broken magic ornaments, shook it in his hand, and said to the night, "Little bunny, you're out of business!" ”

"Don't go, my second uncle! I still have a big trouble to solve, how can you go?"

Blackbeard looked at the serious expression of the night, it seemed that this was really a big trouble, and said angrily to him: "If someone is chasing you, just stay in my small dilapidated house for a while, and no one in this shabby town will dare to come to me to spread wild." ”

The night collapsed on the broken chair that creaked, looked at Blackbeard and said, "It's not a hunt, it's a threat! Threaten all the time, you know that your eldest nephew is timid, but he can't stand the fright!"

Blackbeard was directly happy after hearing what the night said, his eldest nephew is not a parallel product, a proper nine-star peak apprentice rank, and a soul necromancer, as long as this broken town is not too arrogant, he can basically walk sideways!

Blackbeard blinked, and smiled at the night: "Tell me! Give me the last 5,000 gold coins in your hand, and your second uncle will solve it for you, how do you want him to die, just say it, this is also a deal, I will take this job!"

“.......”

The dark night was directly choked by Blackbeard's words, and it took a long time to recover his breath, and he glared fiercely at the old thing in front of him, he wanted to take out his black cloth belt and find the old thing to identify it, and see that he didn't even let go of his eldest nephew's last five thousand gold coins, or forget it! This thing is taken out to ensure that it is a meat bun beating a dog, and there is no need to add it up.

This is not a succubus smile that has been refined by blood, there is no need to peel it off, take it away and throw a bunch of gold coins at him in the dark night to start playing scoundrels, he can't even find the toilet to cry!

Hei Ye directly pulled out an object from his mage robe, put this thing on the counter, pushed it in front of Blackbeard, and said to him: "It's not a person chasing and killing, it's this thing! If the second master can solve it for me, I won't blink my eyes if you take the five thousand gold coins!"

After the night finished speaking, he threw the black card of five thousand gold coins that Blackbeard gave him just now under his nose.

Blackbeard looked at the rag bag in front of him, and then looked at the night and was also surprised, this little rabbit cub was the first time that there was such a large amount, and he didn't see the money open! He was a little curious about the broken package in front of him, and his eldest nephew had surprised him.

"What's that?"

There was a sigh in the night, and he said to the rag bag: "Open it yourself and see if your eldest nephew and I make a move, is it extraordinary!"

Blackbeard looked at the swishing way of the night, and wanted to go up and kick him away, he Blackbeard had lived so long, what had he never seen?

Blackbeard untied the rag bag, raised his eyes and said to the night, "It was also gambled by that altar?"

The night smiled and said, "No! ”

Blackbeard slowly unwrapped a layer of rags on the outside, and wrapped another layer of rags inside, which was quite tight.

Blackbeard is tearing apart this layer of rags, and there is actually another layer of rags inside!

"What the hell are you wrapping so many layers?" Tearing down three layers of rags in a row, Blackbeard glared at the night.

There was no squeak in the night, and the smiling little hand made a gesture of invitation to the package, meaning to look at it yourself.

"Little rabbit cub! If I don't look at this thing, see how I smoke you! Don't you dare to fool your second uncle next time." ”

Blackbeard glared at him angrily, this unstable little rabbit cub had a whole moth a day, and he opened another layer of this package, and there was actually a layer of rags inside!

I can clearly feel that Blackbeard's chest is a little undulating in the night, but I don't care, there will definitely be a surprise for a while!

Blackbeard dismantled seven layers of rags!

However, after the seventh layer was removed, he felt a little wrong, because the eighth layer of cloth was wet! There were black wet traces on it, which was cloudy from the inside!

Blackbeard sniffed hard with his nose, and a rotten, dark, bloody, thick disgusting aura gently diffused from above, it was blood!

It's not ordinary blood, it's a kind of blood that only necromancers above the intermediate rank can sell!

Blackbeard looked up at the night and said, "Filthy blood, pure filthy blood?"

The dark night nodded, this filthy blood is absolutely authentic! He bought it from the middle-level necromancer in this sewer, and he saw the necromancer open the void seed and get it out with his own eyes, it was absolutely fresh!

It took half a piece of necromancy core to get a little bit, and this was still the night after nearly a day of playing with that middle-level great necromancer, and people were reluctant to sell him for the sake of twenty or thirty thousand gold coins.

There's a good thing about this stuff!

It just won't dry up easily, it can fix the dampness for at least a few years, and the effect is slow to diffuse, but it's much stronger than the night when he bleeds and mixes dead air, just because this filthy blood is used by intermediate necromancers to cultivate zombie creatures, and it's definitely dirty and filthy enough!

Blackbeard looked at the filthy blood-stained bag, a little serious, he knew that this thing was definitely a big price thing, his big nephew who saw the money was actually infected with this kind of thing, it was conceivable that the thing in it was definitely not bad, and it was completely worthy of him to take seriously.

Blackbeard opened three more rags, and the little calf in the night was covered with ten layers of rags! The more he removed it, the stronger the smell of filthy blood became, and when he reached the tenth floor, the room was filled with a foul smell.

Dithering!

Violent shaking!

Blackbeard felt like a living thing, a living creature that only this filthy blood could prevent!

Blackbeard was more serious than ever, the cold light flickered between his eyes, and a pair of big hands slowly opened this last layer, this is something that only filthy blood can control, it is definitely not a simple thing, maybe it is still a hard stubble!

Golden light!

A golden light!

The moment the package was opened, a dazzling golden light pierced Blackbeard's eyes, and Blackbeard fixed his eyes, grabbed the rag stained with filthy blood with both hands, and immediately covered the golden light, and stuffed the thing back into the rag bag of filthy blood.

Blackbeard looked up and stared at the big eyeballs, and roared at the night with a hideous expression, "Why did you pick it up?"