The Devil's Escape Diary

The Devil's Escape Diary Chapter 1100

Crotia: "..."

"At this time you still give me a poor mouth!"

Seuss was very helpless. No one would believe it if you told the truth.

"Don't talk about me for now." Seuss is now concerned with other questions: "What is the situation with the Lord of Death now? What about Gabriella and the others?"

Before Hughes had time to look at the Lord of Death for the last time, he was taken into the system space.

"The Lord of Death has been sucked back." Crotia said and looked at Barbara: "Also, this desperate didn't go back to Winter's City at all. He has been hiding outside, and finally took advantage of it. The Lord of Death did not activate it and stole something from someone else. Don’t look at her now, outside, her right arm is gone."

Hughes looked at Barbara suddenly: "You really want money and don't die!"

Barbara scratched her head: "Opportunities are rare, chances are rare. Oh, boss, don't say anything, they all said about me, I will..."

Before Barbara could finish speaking, Hughes said, "So what did you steal?"

Barbara: "......"

"Boss, don't you care about me?"

"Aren't you all right?" Hugh said in amazement, "It's only half an arm. Drink a little bit of the fountain of life and it will grow back. No way, I will pray more next time and give you a bath in the fountain of life? What weird things can make you grow."

Barbara: "........"

"I don't know what it is." Barbara said angrily, "It's a black bead anyway."

"Two thousand gold coins." Hughes said directly: "Turn this thing in and let Carlisle and the others study it."

Barbara's eyes widened: "Boss! This thing is worth five thousand if it's not worth ten thousand! And it's picked off from God! How to say it is a magical weapon! I think hundreds of thousands of gold coins are sold. Go up!"

Hugh snorted coldly: "Don't give me this set, what good things can be something that can be pulled out of a sanctuary from your gods? I admit, this thing may be a divine tool, but if one is the Lord of Death to go out What about the pendant on your body? I guess it won’t be worth two thousand by then?”

"That...that..." Barbara panicked: "That should also be the range price of the artifact."

Hughes curled his lips: "If you are a legend, I can give you fifty thousand gold coins now! But you are only a sacred domain, and the chance of its artifact is too small. If it doesn't work, you will first identify it, and then see what is given to you. If it’s just a small decoration, two thousand gold coins can become two gold coins."

Barbara is a little bit autistic.

"That.... Two thousand is too little, I want five thousand!"

"Three thousand can't be more!" Hugh snorted, "Do you know how much the Fountain of Life you use will cost! Every impulse you make looks like an impulse. Impulsive, do you have less money to lose in Winter Lincheng!"

Barbara gritted her teeth: "Four thousand! Boss, I am courageous."

"Deal! I can't reverse it!" Hughes looked at Elena: "Give this guy four thousand gold coins after going out, and then bring things over."

When Barbara saw that Seuss promised so decisively, everyone was stunned.

She looked at Anna: "Am I being pitted?"

Anna shook her head: "No...you were just taken to the pit. But...in theory, your trophies should be handed in directly, right? Speak quietly, Hughes all sorts of things. In business, I didn’t expect that when you had to turn in, otherwise...you might have lost all of your gold coins."

Barbara stayed for a while, and then immediately laughed in a low voice: "Yeah! Thank you! Thank you! If you don't say it, I almost forgot this is. I will get ten gold coins for you...no... Five... well, one, one all right!"

Anna: "......"

"Take your gold coin." Anna rolled her eyes.

On the other hand, Crotia talked to Seuss about the legend.

"Anyway, depending on the situation, your father and Gabriella's injuries are not light. Although they look nothing, it is clear that the burden of confrontation with God is still too great for them. Gabriella has gone to bed. , Your father also recovered from the evil spirits. As for the syndicate..."

Crotty arrogantly paused, and then said, "It looks like you've settled accounts with your father, um...their relationship seems a bit strange."

Hugh would think of Syndicate One's original state, and think of some unknown things that Cruze knew, and suddenly his body trembled.

Your cheap daddy... doesn't taste so strange, right?

wrong....

If the taste is peculiar, he shouldn't be afraid of it, can it be said...

Suddenly, there was a thought in Husse's heart that he might have been beaten to death by Cruze's fist.

However, the legendary serious injury is certainly not good news for Seuss.

He must wake up as soon as possible.

I also confirmed the situation of Winter's Landing with everyone. In fact, these Husse can also be confirmed in the game world.

But he needed to know some general information, and after learning that there was nothing wrong, Hugh was relieved.

After letting everyone go to rest, Hughes returned to the system space to see if there was anything analyzed here.

ps: There is one more update, asking for a monthly ticket, I want to stabilize this update these days.I was called again today. When I moved before, an aunt who seemed to be a cleaner came up and said to collect things. When I was not free, I said that I piled up the unnecessary stuff in the stairs.Then she will just take it away.

As a result, the property over there called me today and asked me to go back and pack my things.I asked a little bit to find out...The auntie really only took away useful things and cardboard boxes...

day...

Chapter 989!plan

Hughes returned to the system space, counting the time, it should have been seven or eight hours.

At this time, no one is robbing themselves of the network cable. It is reasonable to say that what can't be analyzed?

"System, how is the situation on the body side?"

[Attempting to link awareness]

[Unidentified block detected, breaking through block]

[Estimated breakthrough time, nine thousand seven hundred and sixty-two hours]

Hughes suspected that he had heard the wrong ear: "What the hell! How many hours?"

[Data correction: 17,600 hours]

"Wait! Why are you adding it up!"

[Data correction, 37,820 hours]

"Can I stop talking?"

[Data correction: 41,200 hours]

[Data correction, 76,200 hours]