Chapter Forty-Eight: Hands Are Not Black

"What kind of machine is this, I, Zhao Ye, never gamble, don't tempt me. ”

Zhao Ye snorted.

"Fool, this is your uncle's chance to give you a big draw, and I can take it back if you don't want it. ”

The divine spirit system was almost choked by Zhao Ye's words.

"Oh, you're not my brother, why are you my uncle again? ”

Zhao Ye also suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a hint of what achievement in the message last night, and he got a chance to win a lottery.

"Obviously it's my own achievement to get the lottery opportunity, okay? This god system is also shameless, and even said that he gave it to me. ”

Zhao Ye was buried in his heart.

But he didn't dare to say this against the god system, otherwise it would not be fun for this lottery opportunity to be withdrawn.

There is a system that must be drawn, this is the definition.

"Smoke, smoke!"

Zhao Ye didn't care about opening his mouth, he has always been black, and he can be a rabbit if someone falls four points.

The lottery has never won a single number, let alone seven of them.

So this is also the reason why he is reluctant to gamble, and his hands are so black that he will lose every time he gambles.

Stay away from gambling and we're still good friends.

"What's your tone .....?"

The divine spirit system almost exploded, is this casual look to look down on? He began to curse this Zhao Ye for pumping a piece of garbage, otherwise he would not be able to make up for the damage he received with a sword.

The big turntable began to turn, and the god system looked at it coldly, he couldn't interfere with this big turntable, he could only watch from the side, otherwise he would interfere with it, so that Zhao Ye would have no place to cry.

After three seconds, the hands of the large turntable point to a position.

That's where the position shows a square thing that looks like a charm.

The divine spirit system was stunned for a moment, this Zhao Ye's luck was good to pull out such a thing, and his heart was even more unhappy in an instant.

The value of this item is considered to be of medium value among the raffle items.

"How's that? Did I get anything good?"

Seeing that the divine spirit system was no longer open, Zhao Ye was eager on his face, and hurriedly asked.

"Hmph! You've got a piece of garbage, give it to you. ”

The divine spirit system coldly threw a talisman into Zhao Ye's spatial grid.

The attitude of this divine spirit system made Zhao Ye's eyes light up, in terms of the urine nature of the divine spirit system, he should have at least gotten a good thing, otherwise he would have sneered at him a long time ago.

Opening the space grid, Zhao Ye saw a white talisman.

"Runes?"

There is also a description below the rune, "The rune, the charm of punishment, can deprive a junior god of the Dharma path." ”

"That's it, I thought it was something good!"

Zhao Ye pouted, this guy seems to be really useless at first glance!

"Brother, did you change the lottery I got for me!"

"That's what you draw, you think this thing is rubbish! This is a treasure! You don't even want to buy one for 10,000 believers. ”

The divine spirit system began to popularize Zhao Ye's unrecognizable appearance, "This punishment talisman can not only deprive you of the Dharma path of the primary divine cultivator who wants to deprive the Dharma Dao, but also integrate this stripped Dharma Dao into the Divine Rune." ”

"Don't you want the Fa Dao! This thing can help you. ”

The divine spirit system snorted coldly, but still explained to Zhao Ye.

"This thing can be used as a ritual?"

Zhao Ye's eyes lit up.

"The effect is naturally not as good as the real magic way, and the magic path that exists in this punishment rune is limited by inheritance, so you can explore it yourself. ”

Speaking of divine cultivation, Zhao Ye thought of the Hammer Stone Tribe's water prison, isn't there just one locked up!

However, the origin of this divine cultivation, Zhao Ye has not yet found out clearly, and he has to think about applying this punishment rune to this young man.

In the afternoon.

Hammertooth hurriedly ran into the god's house, and the white beard shook and shook, and there was no image of the patriarch.

Even Shenwei Hammer Kun was stunned, "Patriarch, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

"The boy's origins have been clarified, and we may have caused a big accident this time. ”

The hammertooth old face was full of dejection.

"What kind of catastrophe can we cause, it was originally this young man who wanted to destroy our Hammerstone tribe, we just fought back. ”

Hammer Kun snorted coldly.

"Fight back, it also depends on what strength we have, you go away and I'll go and talk to the bone erosion god in person. ”

Hammer Fang brushed aside the hammer kun and hurriedly walked towards Zhao Ye.

"I know all about it, hammerfang, what is the origin of this young man? Let's see if we really can't afford to mess with it. ”

Such a talented young man, if he didn't have any background, Zhao Ye wouldn't believe it.

"This young man's name is Black Ink, he is a member of the Black Rock Tribe, and he is the second son of the High Priest of the Black Rock Tribe. ”

Hammertooth whispered, "Now the Black Rock Tribe should not know the news that the Black Ink has fallen into our hands, if the Black Rock Tribe comes to the door, then what should we do?

Hammertooth's face was a little panicked, and it was not only himself who was carrying him behind him, but also the Hammerstone tribe.

Even Zhao Ye was silent for a moment, if this black ink was just an idle divine cultivator, he could not care.

But this black ink turned out to be the genius of the Black Rock tribe, so it was not easy to clean up.

Even if he can't be offended, he has to send it back with his own hands.

This made Zhao Ye feel a little aggrieved.

"Hammerfang, before the Black Rock Tribe comes, let's not touch this black ink, let's see the attitude of the Black Rock Tribe before deciding how to do it. ”

In the end, Zhao Ye still spoke.

Wait and see, if he takes the initiative to send this black ink back, there will be a next time if he doesn't say well.

However, his own ability and the ability of the Hammerstone Tribe are not enough, and the Black Rock Tribe can't afford to offend them now.

Even Zhao Ye's idea of using the "Punishment Rune" on Black Ink had to be thought about twice.

Zhao Ye's divine vision was at its widest, and he saw the figure of Black Ink in the water dungeon of the Hammerstone Tribe not far away.

At this moment, Heimo's hands and feet have been restrained by the chains thick with his arm, his luxurious brocade clothes have also been taken off, and his body has trapped several layers of ropes.

Occasionally, the sparks that emerged from the black ink were extinguished by the current before they erupted.

This water dungeon is simply specially used to deal with these divine cultivators who have practiced the fire method.

Even if he was restrained, Black Ink's face was still the same arrogant and uninhibited, and he believed that the people of the Hammerstone tribe would not dare to do anything to him.

He was also convinced that the people of his tribe would come to his rescue.

"Lowly gods, you have no way to take my black ink, how to arrest me, how to send me back honestly, otherwise the boulder gods will definitely destroy your Hammerstone tribe, I want your Hammerstone tribe to die." ”

Black Ink laughed wildly.

Zhao Ye is very unhappy to look at this appearance, this black ink has the appearance of a prisoner without a step!