Chapter 70: Turning the Face

"What do you want this for?" Gu Ling looked at the other party vigilantly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The old glass was wrinkled with furrows, and said with a smile: "Entrusted by others, you only need to get a little clean bottle." ā€

"Oh, it turned out that I helped someone else come all the way to find it?"

As soon as Gu Ling heard this, he put his mind at ease, and was sure that the other party would not kill himself, otherwise the old glass would also worry about others killing him. In a relaxed mood, Gu Ling was not so afraid of the old glass, and the sedan chair carried people, so he gave the other party a beautiful sentence by the way: "You are really helpful, and your conduct is high!"

"Where, where. ā€

The old glass's face was thicker than Gu Ling imagined, and he said no, but his expression turned out to be more and more bright, and he looked useful: "Xiaoyou praised it." ā€

"I'll tell you the truth. The Desolate Magnetic Mist, the Breath of Silence you mentioned, I don't have any left at the moment, because it's so hard to preserve. Presumably, you also know that in free space, the desolate flow magnetic fog will only obliterate the soul matter, and will not easily destroy the qualitative reality matter, but this will only be true when the desolate flow magnetic fog feels unrestrained in the free space. Once it is replaced with a closed space, no matter what material carrier it is, it will take as many as three to five days or as little as one or two minutes, and the desolate flow magnetic fog will be entangled into a drilling tool, and the drill will escape through the carrier. Because of this, I didn't keep it with me, I couldn't save it at all. However, if the seniors wanted, they only needed a little time to go back and forth, and a little more, and I could get some of them at any time. Although it can't be too much, it can still be met if you don't need to meet the requirements of a net bottle in the past. ā€

"So old-timers......."

Gu Ling also had a smile on his face, and said with anticipation in his eyes: "If I help you get the Desolate Flowing Magnetic Mist you need, will you always give me 180,000 silver as a reward?"

"Don't give. I saw that the old glass smiled without changing, and almost didn't think about it, so he decisively confided these two words. It can be seen that this old glass is really stingy.

Hearing this, Gu Ling, who was smiling and groaning, pulled his face down on the spot, flicked his sleeves and said, "Old guy, if you want the desolate flow magnetic mist, go get it yourself." Seeing how prepared you are, you must know where there is a desolate flow of magnetic fog. Okay, let's go, let's go. Don't delay me going back to sleep!"

"Gah?"

The old glass looked stunned, a pair of old eyes glared at the boss because of surprise, and the old face was even more sluggish, and said in wonder: "Xiaoyou, isn't your attitude like this? Why did you suddenly change the strings, change the rut, and come to a 180-degree change?"

Gu Ling couldn't help but roll his eyes: Brother Fang Cai mistakenly thought that he had met a big financier, and he had sent a fortune boy and a god of wealth to the door, so his attitude was naturally to be polite. Who knew that the one who came to the door was not to send money to my brother, but to come to a stingy ancestor and pick the door. No money, who smiles as if they have won five million, and serves you. You must know that laughter is a double bonus of mental and physical strength!

Of course, Gu Ling didn't say this to the old glass as if he was pouring beans, otherwise wouldn't it seem that he was a philistine and too disrespectful.

Although Gu Ling didn't say it explicitly, the old glass understood.

Fortunately, the old glass city was deep enough to calm down, and he didn't turn over the old face at once like Gu Ling like flipping through a book.

The old glass smiled and said: "People and convenience are convenient for themselves, and the little friend may wish to help the old man with this, just as a good deed every day, and also accumulate some merit for his own praise." ā€

"Good people don't live long, but disasters last for a thousand years. ā€

Gu Ling sneered: "Old guy, you should go and deceive the three-year-old child." I'm not an ordinary little doll living in an ivory tower, I've seen a lot of what reality is like, and I've seen it thoroughly. What kind of work is that it is not to lift the head, but to pull the soul on the edge of annihilation, and you are not me, I am not related to you, why should I give up my life to help you?"

"Besides, ask yourself, what kind of good man do you look like? Even if you are helping someone else to obtain this thing, what kind of good master is the person who entrusts you? The desolate flowing magnetic fog will only destroy and will not be reborn, and will only kill and not die, and how can a person who seeks such a murderous weapon be a good person? Just a great traitor, right?"

"Also, no matter who this person is, the desolate flow magnetic fog can only be used to kill people and set fires, don't tell me it's used to save lives and help the wounded! In that case, why should I fight with my life to help others fight for the tiger for no reason? Maybe if I don't help you get the desolate flow magnetic fog, I may save the life of a giant. Although I am not stupid enough to expect him to repay me anything, but saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, as long as you do nothing, you can receive such a rich merit, so why not?"

The old glass was silent, and at the same time he finally disappeared with his chrysanthemum bright smile.

"Little friend, are you really not thinking about it anymore?"

After being silent for a long time, the old glass looked at Gu Ling fixedly, and suddenly burst out with a hint of murderous intent, and said in an unkind tone: "Or, aren't you afraid that the old man will kill you?" You should know that if the old man wants to take your good life, it is just a matter of getting caught....... It's even easier than pinching an ant to death........ Pinch an ant to death and you need to bend down to get it, but you don't need to kill it. ā€

"Huh!"

Gu Ling seemed to have heard something funny: "Kill me?"

"Of course, it would be very easy for you to kill me. But after killing me, I am afraid it will not be so simple for you to leave calmly. If there are two masters in our school, and one of them is an old man who is familiar with me, and if you kill me, do you think he will be indifferent?"

"There is also a great master who is the permanent elder of the Probationary Monk School Alliance, which means that this is his old man's territory at all. If you kill someone in his territory, and you are still a student of this school, you say that there is a certain probability that he will be polite to you? When the two masters besiege you together, I am afraid that if you don't leave something behind, you will not be able to leave this school, right? It is even possible to lose your net worth and life. ā€

"I, the people in this school, know that if you are a waste body, you will die if you die, there is no pity. It's a big deal, eighteen years later, he is a good man again. But you're different, you've been working hard all your life, you're talented, you're a genius when you're young, maybe you're a genius, and now is the peak of your life. ā€

"To be clear, your life is jade, and my life is broken porcelain. If you touch porcelain with jade, I will be an egg if my broken porcelain is broken, but you are different. If you are not tired of living, I will advise you: as long as you are not the first in the world and invincible in the world, you still have to be careful in this river and lake, more things are better than less things, be cautious and trembling to walk, so as not to hurt your own life!"