Otherworldly Merchant

It's almost dawn, I'm going to find a hotel to hide the bassoon until it gets dark and find a way to find the white ivory.

Black-hearted monks put aside their mouths and said that every day the black magician should also come out and make small moves. Since he tied up the bassoon, he should not be afraid of the tail.

So we took Basson back to his villa, and the black wizards had retreated, and there were only a few people left in the villa, who had been knocked out by the black monks one by one before they could react.

After a half day of coma, Bason finally woke up and saw our faces suddenly panicked. An incredible cry: “How are you still alive? It's impossible...”

“Don't talk to me about calves, either hand over the white ivory or I'll kill you. ”

Li Mazi slapped him in the face, grabbed the ghost slapper from my hand and placed it around Bassoon's neck, deliberately tearing apart his skin surface.

Although Li Mazi was a little shrewd, his face still looked very deterrent to unfamiliar people. Besides, he still had a knife in his hand, and Bason directly scared the piss.

The smell of urine came out of his crotch, and the black monk leaned on him and went out with his nose pinched.

But I was relieved. Bassoon's fear of death meant that he was not a true black magician. Technically, he was just a businessman working with the black magician. That would be much better. If he was the kind of man with a big beard who wouldn't let his blood dry out, then it would be useless for us to grab Bassoon.

Finally, under pressure from Li Mazi, Bason took out a whole white ivory from the safe in the secret room. I didn't know much about this stuff, so I looked at Blackheart monk with help.

He walked over and touched and smelled, tapping twice and smiling.

“Asako, let Lord Basson go. ”

After I said it, Li Mazi let go, and Bassoon's eyes flashed a little lucky, walking out carefully. As I passed by, I jumped up and held him around his neck and stabbed the ghost out of his back neck.

The sharp blade went straight out of his mouth, the blood sprayed all over me, Li Mazi was shocked, kowtow asked me why I was so harsh?

I didn't take care of him at all. After pulling out the knife, I wiped it clean on the bassinet and quickly cut a small part off the whole ivory. Anyway, I don't need that much. It's also troublesome to take it all away.

Blackhearted monks looked at the remaining ivory and were ready to take it away, perhaps considering the stress on the belt, eventually sighed and placed the ivory on the ground.

Taking into account the graveyard soil, the ghost tears and the ivory that I just got, and the ashes of the Azanming Mage, I have only seven, seven, forty-nine demon knives left to chop off the spirits.

According to theory, T-shirt men's eight-sided Han sword has long been cut off by countless Yin spirits and can be used directly.

Unfortunately, his Chinese sword had been incorporated into the lightning properties, which was equivalent to a rebuilding, and the Black Heart Monk belonged to the Buddha Gate. He said that only the T-shirt man in his circle of friends was a Taoist, the others were Buddha Gate people, and there was no sword at all.

He was telling the truth, Buddha rarely used such a sharp blade, and it seemed like he was about to leave, and I guess he had completed the task described by the T-shirt man, and we flew back to Guangzhou from Thailand together, and I let him go.

After sending him away, Li Mazi kept vomiting and didn't understand why I let Blackheart monk go.

“Because I've figured out where to find the Exorcism Knife. ”

I pulled out Wang Kaoru's number and called her smiling.

When the King's sword is slaughtered by God, when the Buddha is slaughtered by Buddha, there are no more than seven, seven, forty-nine spirits he has slaughtered?

Wang Kaoru answered the phone very quickly. I briefly explained the current situation. She immediately agreed to help me, but I also had to ask Master Wang for instructions.

Taking rust from the sword is essentially different from borrowing the sword, because the rust of the Divine Soldier also possesses powerful spiritual power.

Simply put, the rust on the sword can be combined with ordinary steel to create a pretty powerful weapon.

So the big families on the river and lake rarely want to lend their god soldiers to others, afraid of being stolen from rust.

Uncle Wang will be back soon. After all, he and my grandfather have a share. I must pretend to warm up and then ask for the sword to be cut off.

He gave me a break. Ask me why?

I was stunned. I didn't understand how Grandpa Wang, who had always supported me, suddenly said that. I'll think of something else. I'm in such a hurry?

“Because of Kaoru's feelings for you, the whole royal family, including myself, has always been very supportive of you, including this time you want to chop a fairy sword, it doesn't matter... but..."

Grandpa Wang took a deep breath and told me that I should consider giving Kaoru an account.

I bite my teeth and agree, it's time to give Kaoru an account.

A day later, I got the rust on the sword from the royal family and flew back to the temple of the King Daming in Thailand. Finally, the five pieces of material that broke down the glass were gathered!

I was ready to refine the material that broke the glass descent, but Azambique's apprentice refused.

They said I was likely to be sneaked by a black magician during the refining process, and their master had died because of me and didn't want to get into any more trouble.

I had to find a safe hotel nearby to stay and carefully bring the materials back.

When I went back, I took a shower and wanted to start refining directly, but Li Mazi stopped me.

Because after a ripple, we are both very tired, and if the refining process does not persist, it is likely to have irreparable consequences, after all, these materials are unique.

Though very anxious, I knew he was right, so I packed the materials properly and went to bed with my head covered. I don't know how long I slept, but it was evening before I woke up.

When I opened my eyes, I smelled the fragrance of rice, causing my stomach to grunt. I turned around and found Li Mazi was sitting on the couch, not knowing when she had woken up.

There was a table of food on the glass table in front of him, and he was enjoying himself.

I just jumped over and grabbed the nearest hamburger and ate it. After I had eaten and drank enough, I looked at the date before realizing that Li Mazi and I actually slept for two days.

I lined up the five ingredients to restore energy, and when I was ready to start refining, the phone rang.

I have already said hello in order to make something that can break the glass down as soon as possible. Do not call me unless it is urgent. Now the phone rings. Is it a big deal?