Super God Gene

Chapter 1767: Grand Theft

“Cheap bastard... Fortune keeper... doorman... no wonder they call gold coins such a fan's name..." The girl walked and muttered.

Although Hanson promised to help her hunt the silver sheep, he took another short knife with the Purple Moon Knife, one long and two short, which was already a set.

Hanson is quite satisfied with this pair of knives, although not comparable, but is clearly more resilient than a rhinoceros dagger.

The young girl called herself Haier and said she was from the sea, but nothing else was said, and Hanson did not ask.

Anyway, just help her hunt down a Fae, then run away, no need to ask so clearly.

Haier leads the way ahead, but she doesn't seem to be familiar with the place, turning for half a day, don't say silver sheep beast, not even a Fae has been found.

“Wait a minute.” Hanson reached out and stopped Haier, then slowed down and climbed carefully onto a small rock in front.

From the top of Pebble Mountain, you can only see a group of creatures hunting a Fae on the road ahead.

It was a six-armed bear, and the six bears' palms seemed to be cast of brown iron, and the black flame swayed on them, slamming them down, and the tall rock of one person shot directly into pieces, and the black flame burned on the rock, and the power was terrible.

That power, obviously not what the Baron Fae should have, is probably a Viscount Fae.

Those that besieged the six-armed bear were all Kates, and a small fraction of them were of other races, nearly ten of them nobles alone, and the rest of the soldiers were well trained and well matched.

One of the noblemen with a knife, a green ray of light on the knife, was able to leave a wound on the body of a six-armed bear with the cooperation of other noblemen and soldiers.

The battle was coming to an end, and not long later, the six-armed bear was under siege and beheaded by the nobleman with the knife.

The hunting troops, although at considerable cost, have been able to hunt such a Viscount Fae, which is already a good harvest for them.

“Out?” The noble eyes of the knife suddenly stared in the direction of Pebble Mountain and drank in a gloomy cold.

Hanson glanced at the sea next to him and came out helplessly. Haier accidentally touched down a stone before the nobleman noticed their existence.

“We're just passing by, no offense.” Hanson stood on Stone Mountain, spreading his hand to the nobleman with the knife.

The man is obviously a Viscount, plus the team is very strong, the background must be quite small, Hanson is here to hunt Fae, there is no need to cut extraneous branches, can best be explained clearly.

The nobleman with the knife was about to say something, but suddenly he changed his face and said to Hansen: "We do not know your business here, we will leave now, please do not blame you. ”

Go ahead and quickly withdraw with your troops. In the blink of an eye, a group of people disappeared, not even the body of the six-armed bear that had just been hunted.

Hanson frowned slightly and turned his head towards the sea to the side. Hanson himself certainly had no such face, except for him, it was only the sea.

Haier began by running to the body of the six-armed bear, cutting off the palms of all six bears and shoving them in her own pocket.

Hanson frowned herself and continued walking, but the result became stranger and stranger, but every other hunter they met, when they saw the sea, immediately retreated, as if they had seen a ghost, not even the prey.

Some people without prey, before leaving, put down some Fae material, gave Hanson the feeling that it was really like they had been robbed.

But he hasn't spoken from beginning to end. If it's possible to rob him, then robbing him is too good a job.

“What exactly is the origin of this sea?” Hanson frowned, feeling a little bad, and he seemed to be in trouble.

No Fae was encountered on this journey, and Haier's harvest was very high, and in addition to the Viscount Six-Armed Bear, a number of Baron Fae materials were harvested.

“Tinker Bell... Tinker Bell...”

Hanson was doubtful to follow Haier forward, but suddenly heard a bell coming from the front.

Haier heard the bell and her face changed slightly, pulling Hanson's arm and saying: "Wrong way, not this way, that way. ”

After that, Haier dragged Hanson in the opposite direction of the bell, but not long after walking, he heard the bell coming from ahead.

Haier dragged Hanson several times in a row, but not long after each walk, he heard the bell in front.

Haier wanted to change direction, but Hanson saw not far ahead, the bell was already very close, and he could see a figure coming this way from the mountain lane.

It was a man riding an elephant, wearing silver armor, not very remarkable, but with a unique temperament, as if he didn't care about everything in the world.

The man had a pair of black curved corners over his head, apart from which he was almost like a human being, white and tender, more like a reader without armor.

“When did the great thief learn to detour?” The man rode the elephant and walked around, squinting his eyes at Haier and Hanson, smiling and moaning.

“What detour, Miss Ben, is looking for a silver sheep? What does it have to do with you?” Haier whispered, seemingly disdainfully at the man, but his flashing eyes betrayed her.

The man smiled slightly: “The thief who abandoned the heavens made a great vow. The thief who did not enter the Danxiu Star for a thousand years is now only 700 years old. He has broken his vows. Is it true that thieves are not trustworthy? ”

“I am me, it has nothing to do with Grand Theft, don't be ridiculous.” Haier was angry.

“If you're not a man of the Great Bandits, can you live here to this day and reap that many benefits?” The man said softly.

“What if I broke my oath? Can you still kill me? Do you have the guts?” Haier became angry with shame, and the sex was unreasonable, whispering.

The man laughed: “At least you are a great thief. It is not easy to read about your evolution. Killing you is not enough, but there is still a lesson to be learned. ”

The man sighed for a moment and looked at Hanson: "Now that you have broken your oath, let your people who guard you die by oath be punished on your behalf. ”

Hanson didn't understand it before, but he understood it. He immediately said: "I have nothing to do with her. I am not a thief. You should punish her or find her yourself. ”

Haier also shouted, “He's just a helper I hired temporarily. He has nothing to do with our grand theft day. If you have anything to do with it, you come at me. ”

Men seem not to have heard their words: "Leave your own life or his life, you can choose. ”

Say it, the man no longer cares what Hanson and Haier say, riding the elephant gradually away, and soon disappeared into the mountains, leaving the bell of Tinker Bell echoing in the mountains.