The night of the underworld was dark, and it could be said that you couldn't see your fingers, and the inns, restaurants, and shops above the explorer's town were lit up one after another.

A sip of hot tea in the tavern on a quiet night is definitely the best choice for the Black Knights and Knights of the Dark Temple, and it is also a very novel decision for the undead who have evolved into flesh and blood......

Wang Yao, dressed in black, slowly walked into the explorer's teahouse.

After a closer look, he found the white lich stall owner in the northwest corner.

He is also the head of the bounty regiment, with more than thirty brothers under his command.

"Why is it that you are drinking stuffy tea here alone?"

Wang Yao sat opposite him with a smile and said with a smile.

"My name is Faust!"

The lich stall owner suppressed the anger in his heart and introduced himself.

"Wang Yao!"

Wang Yao smiled and nodded.

He deliberately came late for the appointment, and Faust not only did not get angry, but also introduced himself, which showed that the other party had been deeply attracted by the source of pure soul.

As a person who was only one step away from being promoted to the Holy Realm, he needed an opportunity, and this opportunity, Wang Yao could give him; Perhaps the source of the pure soul is not so perfect, but it can make his soul stronger.

Faust said: "You win, make your terms!"

Wang Yao took out the summoning scroll and spread it out on the table: "Do things for me for twenty years, and after twenty years, you and I will break the contract, the mountains and rivers will be long, and there will be no time in the future!"

"Do you want me to surrender to you?" Faust looked at Wang Yao with interest, and the coercion of the ninth-level powerhouse slowly erupted, enveloping Wang Yao.

Wang Yao put Louise's jade card on the table and said softly: "There are two kinds of people in this world, one is powerful, the other is connected, and it just so happens that I am the latter!"

Faust's pupils shrank, and he didn't recognize the jade plaque on the table, but the terrifying aura on it could be judged that this must be a supreme powerhouse.

Faust hesitated, because there were too many variables in twenty years, and if Wang Yao forced him to skip the level of battle to offend the powerhouse of the Holy Domain, he would not be able to disobey the order.

Although the source of pure soul is attractive, it is still a little more important than life.

Wang Yao seemed to guess Faust's concerns, he picked up the jade plaque, and said with a smile: "The owner of this jade plaque was given to me by Louise of the Dark Warrior Clan, and the entire Sword Domain has to abide by the rules in front of me, and I will not go out of my way to fight the Holy Domain!"

Then, Wang Yao took another fierce medicine and said, "As long as you follow me, that kind of pure soul source, I still have second-level, third-level, fourth-level, and even ninth-level, and there will be a holy domain level in the future!"

Faust's eyes when he looked at Wang Yao changed slightly.

The Source of Pure Soul has always been in circulation in the market, but it is indeed the first time Faust has seen such a pure Source of Soul as his.

This source of the soul directly increases the strength of the soul fire.

He deliberately pursued strength to devour the soul fire in his early years, resulting in damage to his origin consciousness, and he has been recuperating all these years, but the results of recovery are not great.

The contamination of the soul origin caused them to be unable to sense the power of the law, and if they could not sense the power of the law, they would not be able to advance and become the powerhouse of the holy realm.

In the underworld, there are countless people who are called strong people at the eighth and ninth levels, each of them is a lord, but there are very few people who have reached the holy realm, and these are the sequelae of the soul-devouring fire.

Naturally, there will be some negative effects of the seedlings, but the consequences will erupt when you advance to the Holy Domain, and the cost is relatively large.

When Faust went back to absorb Wang Yao's soul source, he felt that he saw hope.

Faust quickly signed his name on Wang Yao's contract scroll, and in the face of life and future, he was ready to gamble.

If you win, you enter another piece of emptiness, and if you lose, you end your life.

He has been in the mud of Explorer's Town for more than three hundred years, and it can be consistent for three hundred years. It's definitely an opportunity for him to come.

"Two, two cups of soul tea!"

Faust wrote his name and shouted aloud.

The silver skeleton working in the teahouse took out two cups of steaming tea from the counter, put them in front of Wang Yao and Faust, and said before leaving-please use it slowly.

Wang Yao picked up the tea and took a sip gently, and the sweetness like white sugar exploded in the taste buds, capturing Wang Yao's heart in an instant.

"Wow~ It's so sweet! I haven't tasted this for a long time. Wang Yao sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Faust took a sip and shook his head, "The taste of Huoxiang tea is determined according to the mood of the person who takes it, and I have drunk tea with many people in Explorer's Town, and I am the first one to taste the sweetness!"

"Oh~ yes, then you haven't witnessed the birth of a miracle!" Wang Yao took a sip this time, but this time the taste was not as strong as the first sip.

Wang Yao said: "This tea is a bit interesting, where is it grown?"

"It is not born on the ground, but imprisons the soul fire on a large hard stone, so that it is scorched by the fire day and night, and when the consciousness inside collapses, the soul fire becomes a pure soul fire. ”

"The morning dew absorbed by the pure soul fire during the scorching process will slowly seep out inside it, and the soul fire mixed with the morning dew will emit bursts of fragrance. ”

Faust said: "The whole process takes three years, the cup you and I drink now is the tea brewed three years ago, this cup sells for 50,000 soul yuan! Two cups are 100,000 whole cups!"

Wang Yao quipped: "It seems that you have made a lot of money from me, and you can even invite me to drink a cup of tea of 50,000 soul yuan!"

"The first time I had a formal tea with an adult, I was naturally angry!" Faust laughed.

Wang Yao put away the summoning scroll and looked around, the teahouse was deserted, and only their only table of guests remained.

"Time flies so fast, before a cup of tea is finished, everyone is gone!" Wang Yao shook his head.

"White tea is happy and has no old things, the wind comes and goes, and the rain walks! Not everyone is as idle as me. ”

"Mr. Faustus is so literate, I didn't expect you to be a literati, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

Wang Yao smiled and picked up the teacup and drank it all. After this sip of tea, he frowned sourly, and his face was sad.

"Mistaking the soul fragrance for sweetness, drinking half a sour sour in one gulp! Good tea, good tea!"

Wang Yao got up and came to the counter, took out a million soul yuan from the soul crystal ball, and placed it on the counter.

"I hope that if you drink it all in one sip, the rest of your life will be sweet in the cup!"

"Second, this million soul yuan will be handed over to the owner of the teahouse for me, and I will say a word for me, thank you for his tea!"

Wang Yao raised his head and roared, slowly walked out of the teahouse, and walked in the direction of the inn.

Faust looked at Wang Yao's back and said with a smile: "What a weirdo!"

Then he paid for two cups of tea, slowly walked out of the teahouse, and disappeared into the juice of the night...

(To be continued)