"That's your nest! Lazy! Such a little cultivation is complacent, and you have to wait until it rains to learn the god of war and thunder, and the thunder is not too big or small, so as not to scorch your hair...... Pure bullshit!"

Harthol really wanted to cry without tears, the god of war thunder decided according to the power comparison in this world, gods, heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang, at least they are all above the god level! But he ......

"You'd rather learn that broken shit Five Elements Spell, the Five Elements Spell is just the law of the use of heaven and earth aura in the final analysis, but it's just more refined and complicated. How can I have a powerful divine decision? I even want to rely on medicine to improve my realm, and I am not afraid of thunder to wash my body, oh, you call it a catastrophe, and a thunderbolt will kill you. ”

"Haha, only good people don't live long, Xiaoha, don't you think I'm like a good person?"

Hartol froze, is the scum who kills people for the sake of red, red, green and green pieces of paper? Is he a misunderstanding? Always treat him according to the standards of a gentleman, no wonder he has been lame in the past few years.

"Let's talk about it after this hurdle first, hmph, there must be something wrong with that painting scroll, Xiaoha, do you see what kind of treasure it is?"

"Nope!"

Hator decided to think differently and deal with the dilemma of the moment.

"Really, you said, true warriors don't lie! Did you do it?"

Jiang Xing rubbed Hathor vigorously.

"Xiaoha, let's do it, if the baby is useful to you, I just tried my best to get it for you, the sword mountain and the sea of fire, no regrets. What about you, just pay me a small benefit, deal?"

Harthor looked at Jiang Xing intently and shook his head.

"From the day I knew you, from the day you lied to me with a hammer and paper-scissors and made a divine oath, you hurt me. I don't believe you!"

"Haha, the two of us are brothers and sisters, and we depend on each other for our lives, a talking pine mink, who else can you trust if you don't believe me? Anyway, you can't run away if I die, this time I feel creepy, just like the smell of three years ago, you look at it." ”

Turning his head to look at Jiang Xing, Hartor was silent.

Three years ago, Jiang Xing was sixteen years old, in order not to be a front-line killer outside, he was directly promoted to the elder level, Jiang Xing broke out fiercely, forcing Hartol to find a secret place, and tried all the methods he knew that could improve his cultivation in the environment at that time, so that he himself was covered in bruises, broken bones and flesh, and was dying. Jiang Xing's ruthlessness towards himself made even Hator, who had seen thousands of years of changes, change his color and be terrified.

In Hartol's view, Jiang Xing's talent, qualifications, and especially comprehension are extremely terrifying, and he can be regarded as the pride of heaven in the Babylonian God Realm. After his tenacious and cruel continuous experiments, coupled with Hartol's painstaking efforts to revise and modify, he finally came up with a set of cultivation methods tailored for him, Jiang Xing named it Xingchen Duel, and when it was fully unleashed, it was like a bright star, which could turn the world upside down.

At that time, the sky was full of black clouds, lightning and thunder, and a stagnation, terrifying aura locked on Jiang Xing, terrifying, and wanted to turn Jiang Xing into powder, this set of exercises actually touched the laws of heaven and earth.

forced Hathor to spend the life essence accumulated for several years, and used the natal skill God of War Nirvana to get out. But that scene was still fresh in her memory, and she knew that this was also an eternal pain in Jiang Xing's heart. Afterwards, Jiang Xing mentioned it for the first time, and Hartol hesitated.

"Okay, then I'll trust you one last time, please don't let me down again, okay?"

Jiang Xing froze, scolding and scolding for so many years, Hartol suddenly changed his tone, and he was a little uncomfortable. Looking at the sable's eyes like black glass, Jiang Xing couldn't help but lose his mind. How beautiful it would be if these eyes were on a girl's face............

Jiang Xing completely forgot that as long as he let go of his mind, Hartol could share his divine sense, and there were no secrets at all. You bastard, rascal, shit, Hartol was completely furious, and bit Jiang Xing's palm hard until blood flowed out.

Jiang Xing used all the immortals, Buddhas, demons, and monsters that he could remember to gamble, and finally agreed to a series of unequal contracts, which eased Hathold's mood.

"That scroll should have a spatial power, and it has a smell on it, like ...... Oh, you gave me food last time...... The smell of that yellow dried radish."

"Hiss......"

Jiang Xing took a breath of cold air, and hugged Hathor with his hand wrapped in gauze and kissed him.

"Oh, great Xiaoha, that's not dried yellow radish, it's the Xuanshen of the Upper Realm, a very precious treasure of heaven and earth. ”

Hartol avoided the wine-stinking mouth and asked suspiciously, "Why do you give it to me if it's precious?" ”

"Xiaoha, you're so sad to say. We're from the same root, can you eat and I eat the same?" Hathor had a look of color in his eyes.

Jiang Xing said indifferently, and asked excitedly, "That's all?"

"Uh...... Be content, you, it's an image from space magic, and there's a layer of seals on it, if I hadn't scanned it with my natal divinity, I wouldn't have found it. ”

"Well, I'm sorry for you. According to your analysis, that picture could be an artifact with a separate space?"

"It's very possible, but your little Taoist wants this artifact, it's a dream. ”

"Hey, hey, how do you know if you don't do it?" Come on, let's sum up, how do you have a good dream!hehe......"

"You call this a plan? Kill your pig's meat case! Others are either fools or have a worse cultivation than you, can you tell me, why are you so shameless?"

Jiang Xingleng was stunned for a moment, "Xiaoha, aren't you the strongest backing?"

"Well, my god of pull, let me be reincarnated!

Hartoll was in pain, and wanted to cry without tears.

"Haha, that's it. Come, Xiaoha, don't worry, come to a glass of wine to relieve a thousand worries. Come ......"

Jiang Xing happily picked up the wine glass and poured the tribute of the barbarian royal family, the Heijiang grape trellis, into Hattor's mouth.

"Come, Xiaoha, have a glass of wine, and sell the eternal sorrow together! Don't worry, I will definitely help you find those materials." ”

"Gollum"

Harthor is a god, how can he care about the wine, but now he is just the body of a pine mink, and the amount of mink wine can now be verified.

"Whew...... Ahem"

Hartol choked up, "Damn bastard!" Hathor thought of Jiang Xing, it was Luo Xiang, who drunk a woman with wine when he was in his hometown on Earth, "Hooligan...... Bastard. ”

Poor Hartor was dizzy and "bastard...... Garbage...... Garbage...... Shit ......" Harthor scolded miserably, his voice getting quieter and quieter, and finally, slowly, lying in Jiang Xing's arms, the black glass turned into a black silk thread.

Jiang Xing rubbed the sable, sighed, and patted the sable's fat body, and was distracted for a while.

Unconsciously, Hartor has been with him for ten years, saved Jiang Xing many times, and taught him a lot of strange knowledge that does not belong to this world and also does not belong to the earth.

Especially in the use of power, Hartol's insight and skills in the use of power are much beyond this world.

After ten years of getting along, Jiang Xing was extremely melancholy. Based on Jiang Xing's understanding of Hator, he actually knew for a long time that what Hathor said might be true, gods, ghosts,......

What is that world like? The myths and legends on the earth turned out to be really true, and Jiang Xing shuddered at the thought of the gods, Buddhas, demons, and monsters flying all over the sky.

Similarly, as a long-lonely wanderer, Jiang Xing felt deep despair in his heart, and he didn't even think about returning to Earth. Luckily, I met the same drifter, Hartol. Jiang Xing knew that now he really didn't have the ability and time to help it find those extremely rare Void Immortal Stones and those legendary materials that might not exist at all.

Jiang Xing even wished that Hartor would accompany him forever like this, two lonely souls, who had been together until death, which could be regarded as happiness in loneliness.