Sakurako didn't go along, she said she had something important to do, and she had to leave first.

She asked Funeral Night, "Where will you go next?"

Funeral Night said: "Maybe it's the east of the city!"

"Okay, we'll see you in the east of the city!"

"See you in the east of the city!"

Sakurako is gone, and the funeral night feels empty in his heart, and he wonders, if he encounters danger next time, will there be such a person who will stand up and stand in the way?

Hehe!

On the night of the funeral, you are depraved, your mind is depraved, shouldn't it be you who stand in front to protect the woman?

The funeral night is self-deprecating and self-despiseful.

Get used to a feeling that takes a long time to dilute.

Fortunately...... And the Great Monk!

The sky was drizzling, and the green hills in the distance were hazy and poetic. The great monk said that he was blessed to the soul and wanted to recite a poem.

On the night of the funeral, he said, "Okay, listen up!"

Then the great monk lowered his voice and chanted: "Ah...... It's foggy!"

I waited for a long time on the night of the funeral, and found that there was no follow-up, so I asked, "It's gone!"

The big monk smiled: "It's over, isn't it very standard!"

"I don't know if it's a level, but I'm really disgusted by you!"

Great Monk: "......"

Unconsciously, the two came to Red Maple Town, which is an existence similar to that of a seven-star town.

Although the sparrows are small, the five organs are complete, and the streets are not large, but there is a lot of people.

The great monk stopped in front of a blacksmith shop, and took out the broken demon posture and asked the other party to repair it.

"Make an offer!"

"It's not about the money, it's about the fact that I really can't fix it!" The blacksmith is also a player, but his professional cultivation is limited, and he is very embarrassed and lost.

It's obviously a business, it's obviously a lot of income, but you can see it but you can't touch it.

"Alas, without the weapons at hand, it is inconvenient to kill people and plunder goods!" The great monk looked like he was underdrawn, first at the robe, and then at the blacksmith.

It's like saying: If you don't give cultivation to the poor monks, the poor monks will send you to hell.

The blacksmith seemed to understand the mind of the great monk, and his face was still a little scared!

The town is not a royal city, and there are no Divine Guards here.

"He really can't fix it!"

The great monk sighed again, threw some broken silver, and turned to leave.

"Or ...... Show me. ”

In the final analysis, the damage of the robe and the funeral night also have an unshirkable responsibility.

I also thought about repairing it for him before, but I never had time, and I forgot about it while playing.

In addition to the bald head likes to scold people, his character is actually okay.

It's a friend to make and you won't be stingy on funeral night.

"Don't give it, you regard wealth as your life, you want to embezzle the robes of poor monks!" The great monk was extremely cautious, and hurriedly took the robe back into the storage bag.

Funeral Night: "......"

He was confused, and he finally didn't skimp on it, and you still didn't give it a chance?

It's hard for others to think that I help him, and you still dislike it?

Looking up at the sky on the night of the funeral, I was a little helpless and a little lost.

It's as if no one believes you when you tell the truth, and everyone praises you when you tell nonsense.

Is the world distorted, or is it the reversal of people's hearts?

Or maybe it's time for me to change my way of doing things.

"Give!"

Just when he wanted to sigh on the funeral night, the great monk inexplicably took out the robe and handed it to the funeral night, his face was full of flattering smiles.

Funeral Night glared at him twice, but still reached out and took the robe, then put it into the storage bag, and asked with a smile: "Are you not afraid that I will embezzle your robe?"

"Joke, we're brothers, am I the kind of person who is careful?

"But I didn't become a monk's brother!"

Great Monk: "......"

"Speaking of people, what made you change your mind?"

The great monk thought about it, but still chose to confess: "I just checked and made sure that you are a refiner, you didn't lie to me! Although my professional cultivation is not good, I still believe you!"

Funeral Night sighed and said with a smile: "Do you know why it is difficult for my refining profession to improve? Because I don't have a suitable refining white mouse, this is all after repeated practice and repeated summaries to succeed, do you understand what I mean?"

The great monk felt bad, "I don't really understand!"

"I had a piece of silver equipment before, and it was a little damaged, so I repaired it myself, and it turned out to be ...... "Funeral Night deliberately bought a pass."

"What's wrong with the knot?" the great monk hurriedly asked.

Funeral Night said: "Wasted!"

The great monk stretched out his hand and said, "Take it, the poor monk thinks that robe can still be used!"

"It's late!"

The big monk's eyes widened: "You're not afraid that I will kill you?"

"Don't forget that I still have Tang Shishi!"

Great Monk: "!"

At night, the two settled in the town, the atmosphere here is very peaceful, the air here is fresh, at least there is no blood in the air!

Early the next morning, the funeral night returned the demon robe to the great monk.

The damage has been completely repaired, and there are several gems set on it, which is much higher than before.

But the weapon can't just look at the appearance, but also look at the power, the great monk tried it outside the town, and the object was a boulder.

After being shrouded by the demon posture, the great monk also clapped his palms twice, and the unique energy of the posture still penetrated, and two clear and deep palm prints appeared on the stone.

"This ......" The great monk looked at the funeral night, his expression was extremely surprised and exciting.

Like a dream, it's unreal, the robe is more powerful than before, and the speed of energy transmission is faster than before.

It's an upgraded version of the Demon Robe!

The great monk was very happy, happy from the bottom of his heart, he had also tried to upgrade the robe before, but the other party was not sure, the great monk was even more unsure, and he didn't dare to bet, so he didn't want to do it.

Is it a blessing in disguise, talking about a poor monk?

The great monk thinks that this is the Buddha's fate, this is the opportunity, and this is also friendship!

Unconsciously, the great monk's favorability towards the funeral night has improved.

There are a lot of things in the funeral night party, he can refine medicine, flirt with sisters, refine weapons, and form formations.

And they have made great achievements in their respective fields, which is not something that everyone can do!

The great monk has always been curious, that day in the Iron Sword Gate Mine, Ximen Shuai suddenly wanted to die, when he closed his eyes, what happened before him and Ximen Shuai?

Or, was Simon Shuai really injured by the night of the burial?

It's terrifying, it's not as good as a beast!

Thinking of this, the great monk looked at the funeral night meaningfully.

He has fought against Ximen Shuai, and he knows his strength, even in his heyday, he may not be able to beat him.

The great monk has never fought with the funeral night, but his cultivation is there, and Wang Xiaosong has also given a lot of feedback.

In short, with a real knife and a real gun, the funeral night is definitely not Ximen Shuai's opponent, and it is even possible to be directly killed by the other party.

"On the night of the funeral, are you willing to take the risk of danger?" The great monk struggled for a long time, but still said his heart.

"I don't want to!" Funeral Night was very simple, he really didn't want to fight and kill.

"I told you before that the rivers and lakes have changed, this matter is very important, I hope you will try it. ”

(End of chapter)