Chapter 688 - There is a great mystery

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Two pairs of large hands pulled out of the void without warning, and then used their strength in unison to tear open a door of space more than one person high.

Two figures, one fat and one thin, walked out from behind the door.

"Hey, the location I just sensed is indeed here. ”

The fat ghost cow showed a look of confusion on his face, he raised his eyes and looked around at the vast clouds, and then put his puzzled gaze on the ghost horse.

"The ancestor's method of intercepting part of that person's qi machine will definitely not go wrong, the problem lies with the war king, I am afraid that he has found some way to temporarily isolate his own qi, and even the qi machine that he is separated from cannot perceive the specific location. ”

There was not the slightest expression on the protruding face of the ghost horse, just like a dead man, his pupils were dark green, and he looked extremely terrifying.

"So what are we going to do?!" said the ghost cow angrily.

A sneer appeared on the grim face of the ghost horse, and such a sneer made his entire gloomy and terrifying face even more hideous, "Don't worry, the means of masking the qi machine generally don't last long, we just need to be patient." ”

With that, the dark green pupils of the ghost horse moved down slightly, and his gaze pierced through the overlapping clouds, and he looked at the city below that was lying prone on the ground like a giant beast.

The city is full of people, and all living beings are as dense as ants.

A young man in a black robe and a hood walked through the crowd with a pale face, his lips still moving as he walked, as if he was talking to himself, "Dog, does it have to be so painful to cover up the qi?"

The sixth-turn killing word said with a hint of pleasure: "Nonsense, the qi machine is equivalent to a person's root qi, if you don't use my killing intent to completely immerse yourself in your body, your position will still be leaked." ”

"Okay, okay!" Han Ming said with a slight trembling body, and then the cold sweat overflowing from his forehead slid down suddenly.

"Be content, you, my origin killing intent has the miraculous effect of refining flesh and blood, if you persist more, you can not only stabilize and temper your physical body, but also lay an incomparably solid foundation for your battle command level, and it will not be too late for you to thank me when the time comes!"

The six-turn killing word said lazily, and then he didn't pay attention to Han Ming.

The limbs and hundreds of bones were filled with the killing intent of the six-turn killing word, Han Ming couldn't even use the vitality in his body, and the flying qi was even more impossible, and according to the six-turn killing word, with his current flesh and blood strength, he could only barely hold on to three days of killing intent refining, and he had to rest for three days after three days.

In other words, Han Ming only has three days to cover the qi machine, and in these three days, he must break through the current predicament.

Of course how to do it, the six-turn killing word has also been told to Han Ming, and now the two of them have reached a short agreement, before they get rid of the killer of the Xuanyin Gate, they are partners, and after they get rid of it, they are enemies!

Han Ming had to endure tremendous pain with every step of his action, and it felt like the side effects of overtraining the muscles all over his body, but Han Ming's could indeed feel the effect of killing intent refining flesh and blood.

Now the cold sweat that flowed out of his body was all impurities and dross in his flesh and blood, and every step was an extreme flesh and blood exercise, so Han Ming gritted his teeth and persevered.

He made his way towards the center of the city, and with the rolling flow of people, he stood in front of a puppet shop.

Puppet manufacturing is also a secret art, and if you want to become a puppeteer, you don't need to have the same qualifications as becoming a puppet master, but this kind of secret art is not something that anyone can learn if they want to.

Like some mysterious and weird witchcraft curses, puppet crafting is a secret art that has been passed down from generation to generation, and has a very strong portal distinction, and is generally not passed on casually.

This leads to the rarity of the number of puppeteers, which in turn leads to a low production of golems and a high price.

However, it is not too expensive, unless it is a powerful puppet of some combat system.

This puppet shop, located on the edge of the street in the center of the city, is completely different from the other shops that are so popular.

Han Ming stepped into this puppet shop with difficulty, and there was only a fat old man with hair loss on the top of his head, sitting on the counter, looking through a quaint scroll.

The fat old man stared intently at the ancient scroll, and after Han Ming entered the door, he ignored it.

The area of the small shop is not large, and the variety of puppets is quite complete, including both humanoid puppets and beast-shaped puppets.

However, the price of these golems is a bit inflated, and they are covered in dust.

Han Ming looked carefully at the shelf where the puppets were placed one by one, and after his footsteps went inside, the painting style of the entire small shop suddenly took a 360-degree turn.

I saw that the puppets on the shelves had all become ten, eight, forbidden puppets.

These puppets, both male and female, are well-proportioned and have very realistic faces, and they are placed on shelves like real people for people to choose from.

"The same style of the jade girl in the Jade Void Palace, the real tone, you can go up to the hall, you can get the kitchen, you can warm the quilt, meet your dream of the jade girl, only 90 million yuan crystal, 90 million yuan crystal, you can't buy a loss and you can't buy it, ten years of free maintenance!"

Han Ming glanced at the introductory words hanging under the puppet of the Jade Void Palace, his face was red, and his steps hurriedly retreated.

He didn't look for the puppet he wanted, but he found that there was a lot of money in this small puppet shop.

Han Ming stabilized his slightly turbulent state of mind and walked towards the counter at the entrance of the store.

Generally speaking, the real good things in the store are not put on the shelves, everyone observes, and he decided to ask the shopkeeper to see if there is a puppet he wants.

However, when Han Ming stood in front of the counter and moved his eyes to the fat old man's shopkeeper, he suddenly found that the corner of the fat old man's mouth was hooked with an inexplicable and trivial smile for some reason.

This slightly obscene and trivial smile made the fat shopkeeper, who was already in good health, feel even more happy, Rao is Han Ming was tingling all over his body at the moment, and he also showed a rare smile.

He was just about to open his mouth to ask something, but when his eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of the ancient scroll that the shopkeeper was consulting, his body suddenly stiffened, and he suddenly understood why there was a lewd smile on the corner of the bald and fat old man's mouth.

I saw that the yellowed pages of the ancient scroll were all kinds of blushing pictures and texts, and there were also annotations from previous readers next to them.

"I tried it myself, and the physical exertion was great, but ......"

"You have to find a ~~ big enough woman, or you'll ......"

“......”

Han Ming only looked at a few comments, his face turned red instantly, and he hurriedly withdrew his gaze, and even his voice became stumbling when he asked: "That...... I...... Is there a ...... of that kind?"

"Ah?!" The fat old man raised his head quite calmly, and without panicking at all, he closed the scroll, or covered up the crime, as if he was accustomed to the strange gaze of the guests, and asked, "What do you want?!"

"I ......" Han Ming saw that the parties did not have the slightest wave, and his heart quickly settled down, and just as he was about to speak, a cold wind blew in from outside the door, turning the pages of the ancient book on the counter.

Han Ming's eyes glanced at him again as if he were out of control, and suddenly felt as if his eyes were going blind.

The picture of the old book that turned a page shows two men, one lying on his stomach and the other kneeling......

Han Ming shuddered.

And after the fat old man of the shopkeeper glanced down, the corners of his mouth once again hooked up with the same smile as Fang Cai.