The next day, he didn't show up to watch the game, and he locked himself in the ghost night flower to digest the recent realization.

At noon, the ghost hand suddenly went online, but his face was not very good, and he wanted to stop talking several times, and the funeral night was very uncomfortable.

"Grandpa, what the hell is going on?"

"Alas!" the ghost hand sighed, feeling old and dying in the twilight.

"Can't you tell me something?

"Xiao Ye, I don't look at you as an outsider, but I don't know how to speak. "I didn't speak, I just waited quietly.

After the ghost hand calmed down for a moment, he told his heart about the funeral night.

Ghost Hand is a rich man in reality, with several courier companies under his name, and the operation is very impressive.

Later, due to age and energy factors, he was unable to work, so he transferred all the assets under his name to his three sons, but there was a principle, only to divide them.

But the people were not in harmony, and after the three sons took over, they began to compete for power, which made the company boiling.

Coupled with the provocation of people with intentions, the situation became more and more serious, the company's operation began to decline, and customer service complaints came one after another, losing a lot of money and missing a lot of business.

It was a country that was single-handedly laid down by a ghost, and it couldn't be seen to be destroyed. Therefore, I discussed with the funeral night to withdraw the shares of the ghost night flower, and revitalize some funds to see if the company could be saved.

As for the use of money, it is mainly to open up some links, and it is more dependent on the interpersonal relationship of ghost hands.

"Grandpa, how much money is missing?" asked Funeral Night.

Ghost Hand shook his head and said, "There are too many poor funds, and my little money is not enough to stuff my teeth." ”

"Will you give me two days?"

The ghost hand nodded, and looked at the funeral night with guilt on his face: "Xiao Ye! It's grandpa who is sorry for you! You need money now, if you have to do it, I won't hold you back at this time!"

An old man and a young man chatted a few more words, and the ghost hand went offline.

Early the next morning, he came to the arena on the night of the funeral, and today he had a match, and the opponent was Hei Ma Du Yitian, this person was very strong, and the expectations of the periphery were great for him, and the heat index had been rising.

Looking at himself again, the ranking is almost the first from the bottom, which is still because of Qingluan's foundation.

Although the funeral night looks like a big grin and doesn't care on the surface, it is still a little aggrieved to be so indifferent.

In addition, the withdrawal of shares by the ghost hand made me even more annoyed, not because of money, but because of manpower.

Once the ghost hand leaves the ghost night flower, then the production of special weapons will definitely be affected, and the brand of Shennongmen based on the rivers and lakes will be strong in the future.

Prior to this, the Ghost Hand had also recruited refiners, intending to expand the Ghost Night Flower Market.

But all kinds of attempts ended in failure, even if the level is the same as the ghost hand, but in terms of the production of special weapons, it is still lacking, and it is far from the effect that Funeral Night wants.

"Mom, don't you have me?" was upset on the night of the funeral, and then looked at the handicap press, and a nameless fire burned in his heart.

He bet 200,000 taels of silver on each of the big handicap and bet on himself to win.

This incident caused a sensation for a while, and all kinds of discussions came one after another, some people said that he was dizzy and lost his mind on the night of the funeral, and some people said that he was so proud and had no self-knowledge.

Mo said that Chengnan was the first, that is, whether he could beat Du Yitian and enter the quarterfinals was still a question.

Everyone's analysis is not unreasonable, because among the top thirty-two masters, the cultivation of the master and apprentice of the burial night is the lowest, one is twenty-seven, and one is nineteen.

The reason why I was able to get in was all due to luck.

"I really don't know where he got the courage, 200,000 taels to buy his own win, I think this money is wasted. ”

"Without the shameless lime powder, I guess he won't be able to beat me!"

“......”

All the way to the funeral night, I heard similar voices, but fortunately, the mask was indifferent and couldn't see the expression, otherwise I don't know how embarrassing it would be.

In the last game of the afternoon, a loud voice sounded on the field, and the audience was boiling.

The first to take the stage was Du Yitian, who was armed with a long sword, wearing green armor, and even his shoes were bronze equipment.

"I'll go, didn't Du wear a snow-white robe in the competition a day ago?

"You know what, it's called foolproof, be prepared!"

"To be honest, the Funeral Night's Consecutive Chopping Technique is still very lethal. ”

"The micro-step method is also very powerful, it is a combat magic skill, I heard that he also created a set of his own killing skills, I don't know how powerful it is?"

"We'll see!"

“......”

On behalf of Du Yitian, on the red flag, he quickly showed his basic attributes.

Player Du Yitian, cultivation: level 49, won the title: Shaoxia

Martial arts: Thirteen swords for life, flowing cloud palm

......

Although everyone is already very familiar with Du Yitian's attributes, they still can't help but exclaim every time they see it, because the name of the Thirteen Swords of Death is too big and the potential is endless.

Once the thirteen swords are completed, then in the ranks of the masters of the rivers and lakes, there must be a place for him Du Tiantian.

After the exclamation subsided, the funeral night made a low-key appearance, still dressed in burlap and wearing a half-leaf mask, unable to see joy and sorrow, but giving people a cold fear.

This is all due to reputation, after all, the funeral night is still the first on the red list of the district, and the murderous aura of thousands of people in his hands did not come out of thin air.

It was an appearance of Funeral Night in this rookie game, and his basic information was quickly displayed on the corresponding blue flag.

The player is buried on the night, cultivates to level 27, and obtains the title: Shaoxia.

Martial arts: Four Knife Techniques, Wind Chasing Steps, Iron Finger Decision, Self-created Lian Chopping Technique, Self-created Micro Footwork, Self-created One Finger to the Sky, Five Poisons True Scripture.

Identity: Head of Shennongmen

Class Level: Alchemy Grandmaster

Main achievements: self-created pill formula shameless lewd lime powder, self-created pill formula invincible beast pill, self-created pill formula cryogen, self-created pill formula continuous damage agent, self-created martial arts combo slash technique......

"Wow, is this guy hanging up?"

"Huaxia Technology is his father! Mom, can he create his own cultivation with this cultivation?"

"Awesome! It's amazing, no wonder it's so crazy!"

“......”

After seeing the basic attributes of the funeral night, they couldn't sit still, and at first they thought that his methods relied on chance.

But from today onwards, this concept will be completely changed, because several methods of becoming famous on the night of the funeral are basically from his original.

This is amazing, because this kind of achievement is not achieved by luck alone, without a bit of comprehension and strength, who dares to guarantee that he can achieve his achievement.

In terms of basic attributes alone, no player on the scene dares to compare with the funeral night.

"The achievement is too high, and I am indeed qualified to sit on the rostrum!"

Many people who were not convinced by the funeral night before, most of them began to change their concepts and have a faint respect.

It's messy, Tu Shangqian, Zhao Chengfeng and others have to be convinced.

(End of chapter)