Yun Qianyu had scoffed at the so-called curse before, but she had seen the black booklet turned into ashes with her own eyes, and saw the strange cold flame and black fire, and now the 3319 beast stable, the black light was clearly panting, making the whole cave also sway, seeing such a vision, she already had some faith in her heart, although she still had a skeptical attitude.

It's just that what kind of existence is the "flying branch" in this 3319?

The door is so narrow, and the whole stable is set up in the cracks, like a piece of paper stuck in the gap, what kind of spirit can it hold?

She was curious in her heart, and at the moment, she was also standing in place with her chest crossed, mostly in the mood of watching a good show, completely ignoring that the rock on her head was ready to move, if it really fell down, it would kill people.

"Knock, knock!"

The gravel hits the ground, and the echo seeps in.

Guan Hu swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously: "I think of some now, but it's a little vague, I'll give it a try......"

Yun Qianyu urged: "Hurry up!"

Somewhat frightened, he walked to the No. 3319 stable, facing the door that was thinner than a bamboo pole, Guan Hu patted his chest, and then yelled at the induction hole on the door: "Ahhhh

"This ......" Tan Zimo raised his eyebrows slightly, "I told you to open the door, why did you sing?"

"Hey, you don't understand, this door is voice-controlled, and you have to have a corresponding tone sense to open the door, and the so-called password is the scale, the combination of sixteen tones, plus different timbres, can derive 108,756 results, if there is no real password, it is basically difficult to meet luck. Guan Hu replied.

Tan Zimo was speechless, it turned out that this door was voice-controlled!? But looking at a three-meter giant man of 1,200 catties, singing a foot-holding scale to the glass door with a baby voice, it was really very discordant.

"That's how I developed my baby voice!" Guan Hu added.

"Yes, is it open?" Yun Qianyu asked impatiently.

Guan Hu shook his head: "It doesn't seem to work, I'll try again!"

“......”

It's the thirteenth time, and Guan Hu's voice is a little hoarse when he sings: "Ahh......h

"Squeak!"

Finally, this time, the door of the 3319th stables opened.

As the door was opened, the black light was gone, the spirit cave stopped shaking, and everything returned to normal, as if it was a dream, and it seemed that nothing had happened.

Tan Zimo looked at the black flame mark in the palm of his right hand again, and took a deep breath, and was caught by the Baoling Divine Stone in his life.

Guan Hu also had a feeling of the rest of his life, he breathed a sigh of relief, calmed himself, and then concluded: "Rub, the scale I sang this time is clearly the same as the second time......

Yun Qianyu answered: "Then why can't you open it the second time." ”

Guan Hu first sighed, and then muttered: "The ghost knows that it needs a hoarse timbre, the doll voice is slightly hoarse, I'll be grassy!"

............

Tan Zimo's previous indifference was forcibly pretended, in fact, after the black flame mark suddenly appeared on his right palm, he was already in pain, but he didn't show it.

At this moment, the door opened, and Tan Zimo quickly moved to the 3319 stable, and saw that inside was something that resembled a tree branch, or rather, more like a charred snake staff......

In front of the staff is a black snake's head, and the body of the staff is dead wood.

The black wooden cane, shaped like a dry branch, has a rough horn, uneven, irregular, like an ancient dead branch, with a smell of desolate earth, and like a dead air, who touches it is unlucky.

And this snake head is clearly alive, at this time it is still "swishing" and spitting out poisonous letters, and the snake's pupils are full of terrifying blood red, restless and unbearable, full of the ferocious intent of choosing people to devour......

This time, it looks quite scary!

Tan Zimo's judgment is correct, this is definitely a murder weapon, not the so-called flying spirit horse, although, it may really be able to fly.

"Hiss!"

After glancing at Tan Zimo, the snake staff screamed, and suddenly turned into a wisp of black smoke, rising into the air, and then drifting in the direction of Tan Zimo, lingering around him, and then rushing into the black mark on his right palm, disappearing.

For this reason, Tan Zimo sighed helplessly.

Guan Hu didn't blink his eyes when he saw it, this 3319 Flying Spirit Rider was really strange, it was actually a living branch charcoal snake, hey, branch charcoal snake? In other words, is there such a species in these nine days? In addition, it can actually transform black qi and store it in the palm print......

It's incredible!

He's a mother, why is it not written in the booklet, it is estimated that the report will make many people curious, although the curse or something is also terrible, but curiosity kills the cat, just by virtue of this strange place, it is estimated that there is no shortage of buyers who are curious and do not want to die, and the tiger is in his mouth, thinking so in his heart.

"By the way, since you took the things from 3319, then sign this order, and you need to pay a handling fee of one million spirit feathers!" Guan Hu took out the original contract paper and said.

"Why?" Yun Qianyu said unhappily, "We haven't decided to buy it yet, this thing sticks to us by ourselves, and we still have to ask for money?"

Such a bargain, completely without the consciousness that being the Imperial Beast Division is his own industry! Tan Zimo was also a little speechless.

"Hey, this is the rule of our Imperial Beast Division, if the girl has to be like this, it will be ugly to make trouble. "It's hard to care about the tiger.

Since the black fire and cold flame were attached to the palm of the palm into the seal, Tan Zimo has been in pain, and now this thing called "snake branch" has transformed into black gas into the palm print, and his whole person is even more tormented, there is a faint black emanation around his body, lingering, and his lips have become black, and in the blink of an eye, sweat is like a pillar, thinking that he is enduring inhuman torture.

Tan Zimo knew that he had to leave this place and find a relatively hidden place to sort out this "cursed" thing, otherwise he would really die like the previous ten hosts.

It's already time to wait, but Tan Zimo undoubtedly covered it up very well, he pretended to be indifferent and took out a golden jade plate from his feather bag and threw it to Guan Hu: "Just use this to resist." ”

Looking at this golden jade plate, Guan Huyan didn't blink: "This is...... Mutang's gold medal?"

"The Sanshui engraving on it is horizontally unfolded, resembling the holy product battle wings of Mu Shouzun, and it is indeed the Mu Tang gold medal that is replaced by a fake!" Guan Hu turned his eyes and looked at Tan Zimo, "Hey, why do you have this gold medal?"

Tan Zimo didn't explain much, but he didn't want to be embarrassed about the tiger, after all, he was also in the Imperial Beast Division, and he took things away without paying, and it was estimated that he could smash other people's jobs: "I don't have a spirit feather on me, do you think this can be resisted?"

Guan Hu nodded vigorously: "I can resist, I can resist!"

As if he had thought of something again, Guan Hu turned his words around, waved his hand again and again and said, "No need to resist, no need to resist......"

As he spoke, he returned the gold medal to Tan Zimo, although there was still an incredible meaning in his eyes.

Although Tan Zimo was physically uncomfortable, he was at the point of being able to control it at this time, looking at the Mutang gold medal that had been returned, he felt strange in his heart, and pouted: "What does it mean that you don't have to resist?"

Guan Hu's expression was deceitful, and he explained solemnly: "Mu Tang still has a quota of 30 million spirit feathers in the Imperial Beast Division, and this gold medal is a flash to share all the resources of Mu Tang, as long as the fee is deducted from the quota, naturally there is no need for gold medals." ”

"I see!" Looking at the Mutang gold medal in his hand, Tan Zimo's eyes were unclear.

Suddenly, his body was like a river and a sea, and the black qi that lingered around Tan Zimo's body became a little thicker, and he was secretly shocked in his heart: "Has the 'curse' begun?"

Uh, less updates, resentment, I'll start trying to squeeze out more timecode words tomorrow, I hope you will continue to support!

Recently, the data in this book has dropped so badly, and sometimes I don't have confidence when I write, and I certainly hope that this state of self-doubt will not be maintained for a long time, because it is too painful to code words in this mentality, and at this moment, it is tormenting.

Mindset system reboot!

Self Ah Q ......

Self-encouragement!