Monster Paradise

After the close of the year, the new year begins.

Early in the morning on the 9th, Mr. Fu made you another breakfast.

It was only after breakfast that I said goodbye to Lin Huang.

They couldn't help letting Mr. Fu go, and the tyrant almost cried out.

“To be honest, I'm not a very good teacher. You have your own path, and you walk better than I expected, and I don't have much more to teach you.” After seeing the speed of Lin Huang's knife training during this period, Mr. Fu completely abandoned the idea of staying a few more days to guide Lin Huang's training.

“Teacher, don't say that. Teacher, what you teach me is far more important than knife canal and strength.” Lin Huang is truly admiring Mr. Fu, who has contributed too much to the people of the world.

“You little bastards, listen to your Lord. If you don't obey, you won't make good food.” Mr. Fu is headed towards the tyrants of a herd of monsters.

A bunch of beasts nodded.

After an order, Mr. Fu summoned the portal and stepped into it.

Soon, the portal closed and Mr. Fu's figure disappeared completely.

Lin Huang returned to the house with a group of disheartened beasts.

“I will never eat such delicious meat again...” The tyrant's tears spin in his eyes.

“I really want to eat a cold mixed cucumber...” Lancelot also seems to have broken the whole person, he kept mumbling in his mouth.

“Hey, you've seen it. How long will you learn it?” The ghost is asking directly at the bloodstain.

“It's not hard to learn. But the point is, even if you follow exactly the steps Mr. Fu inherited, it's unlikely to make his taste.” Bloody honest.

“If you can't, show me the inheritance, and I'll learn it. We're better than one, look who's made it!” Obviously, the ghost doesn't feel comfortable with his own blood.

“Sure.” Blood was quick to say yes.

Blood doesn't really care about the results of cooking matches, so it would be great for him to have someone to share the household chores in this area. Besides, it's better to find something for the ghost than to leave him idle to cause trouble.

Lin Huang returned to his room, but was temporarily unable to practise the knife.

Mr. Fu copied all 11 illusory powers, and then Lin Huang inherited three true gods from his grandson. All 14 illusory gods inherited copies to Mr. Fu.

The result of Mr. Fu's discussions with Lin Huang on the treatment of these methods and inheritance is.

The inheritance of the three true gods is completely confidential, the inheritance of the fourteen false gods, the cultivation method is printed into the jade, and packaged with the eleven false god methods and sold to the federal government. Mr. Fu came forward to talk to the coalition government to help Lin Huang in exchange for some special privileges and resources.

Twenty-five different ways to cultivate tens of thousands of Phantom Powers. The Federal Government is unlikely to reject the deal.

But Lin Huang was slightly worried about Mr. Fu's trip. After all, the last person who designed the calculations came from the federal government.

Lin Huang's side was worried about Mr. Fu, and a temporary communication ring suddenly shook up.

This communication ring, he only left a signal at the Marlboro auction.

The newsletter page pops up, and the contact person shown is Tang Xu from the Marlboro auction house.

Lin Huang wondered why he contacted himself at this time, "Isn't it a holiday greeting? ”

After disguising himself as the former demigod, Lin Huang connected the video request.

“What is it?”

“Sir, I'm really sorry to bother you, but I have to inform you first.” When Tang Xu said so, Lin Huang thought it might not be good news.

“Go ahead. ”

“Well, this morning, I heard a message from the First District. Zone 1 suddenly appeared last night with a giant rubble, which should be a seven-star rubble, sensed by energy intensity. This brand new ruin has attracted a lot of attention from the demigods. ”

“It is said that the Federal Government intends to open this new rubble to all demigods and allow them to explore freely. Our auction is scheduled for March 8th, but the official opening time for this ruin is set for February 25th. That is, when we start the auction, the vast majority of the demigods on this continent are in this new ruin, unable to attend our auction. ”

“So I'm thinking, do we need to push the auction time forward or move back again?” Tang Xu intends to consult Lin Huang's advice.

“It doesn't make much sense to push forward, because I want the figurines, and they're going into the ruins, and the figurines are the tools of the conquest, which is unlikely to be exchanged for them at this time. As for moving back, it's not necessary to wait until they get out. Your days were fixed the year before, and you let the news out, and the time will turn into a punch in the face.” Lin Huanghuang shook his head, "let's do it according to the original time, can't really sell, can wait for the next auction. ”

“All right then.” Tang Xu was also helpless to accept Lin Huang's proposal. He all regretted releasing the news a few years ago. In fact, it was only a year later that he could say it completely. Now, suddenly changing the time, it does make people feel like Marlborough's auction house is unreliable.

Hanging up Tang Xu's call, Lin Huang immediately turned back to what he had been. Some helpless shook his head and laughed. Nor did he expect that the auction, which had been prepared with confidence, would suddenly come to pass.

In his opinion, at the end of this auction, he can get at least four figurines and stack himself to a nine-step habitat. But now it seems that both artifacts, whether they can be sold successfully or not, are both problems.

Target customers have gone to Zone 1 to explore new ruins. Who else is coming to the auction?

“Forget it, let it go, it'll sell sooner or later.” Lin Huang is still convinced of this, but his promotion to the nine-step habitat may be delayed considerably.

Lin Huang's side just hung up the phone, and the Emperor's Heart Ring suddenly shook.

The newsletter page that popped up this time showed the contact person as Night Language.

Turn on the video, and Yi's body is projected out.

She was wearing a large bright yellow sweater with a denim skirt underneath and a sweater whose hem was almost as long as a skirt. A pair of glossy, reflective legs underneath a plush slipper featuring the Q version of Pork Beast.

“Aren't you cold when you show your legs in the winter?” Lin Huang's first sentence couldn't help but open the ditch.

“There's heat in the house, okay.” Night Language sounded stunned and explained immediately.

“Heat and sweater?” Lin Huang Huang is speechless, "and I see you bought at least three large sweaters for a girl weighing 250 kg, right? ”

“You're only 250 pounds! I bought it on purpose. It's called matching. You know a P!” Night Language couldn't help but burst into rude language.

“Well, you know.” Lin Huang shrugged.

“I don't want to talk to you anymore, hang up.” Night language moves to hang up the newsletter.

“Don't hang up. It's all on the phone. Talk about a few life-crystals.” Lin Huang smiled.

“Don't talk about my clothes.” Conditions are laid down in the Night Language.

“This pig on your slipper... has a big nostril. ”

“Don't talk about my slippers!” Evening Language originally thought Lin Huang would say it was cute, and the word "nostrils are so big” appeared.

Lin Huang shifted his gaze and finally landed on the face of Yi Night Language.

“Why are you wearing such thick makeup today? You see your lips are dripping blood...”

“I just put on my lip glaze, Root. Ben, just... No. Makeup!” Night bite the teeth incisor.

“Your hair...”

“Don't discuss my hairstyle!” Night Language directly interrupted Lin Huang this time.

“I just wanted to say that you have a nice haircut this time. It's very spiritual.” Lin Huang muttered softly.

“Thank you, don't flatter me!” Though exaggerated, Night Language doesn't look any better.

“You look a little ugly, don't you feel well? Drink more hot water.” Lin Huanghuang spoke heavily.

“I'm comfortable. No hot water! ”

“Well, then, what can I do for you?” After commenting from head to toe, Lin Huanghuang really couldn't find more topics, and it didn't look like he was very happy with Evening Language.

“It's okay, bye! ”

“Come on, tell me if you need anything. ”

Eve's tone stared drummingly at Lin Huang and said, "I have been promoted to a habitat. ”

“Congratulations! ”

“I'm also going to District 3 for the first year. ”

“Okay, I'll buy you dinner then.” Lin Huang was very refreshing.

“I heard that the Marlboro auction house is going to auction the artifacts in the next year, and I want to see it.” Night Language continued.

“I was just about to go to that auction, so let's do it together.” Lin Huang proposed.

“My brother might come, too, and he said he wanted to see what the artifact looked like. ”

“Okay, then we'll get together.” Lin Huang nodded with a smile, "I'm quite familiar with Marlborough City, I'll take you around. ”

Lin Huang temporarily threw Mr. Fu's case behind his head after a chat with Eve. Hanging up the call, he took out the wooden knife, and sinking his heart began the day's knife practice.