Thunder Martial

Originally a very blind little guy, he suddenly became a demon with his fangs out, other miners were scared and his subconscious retreated towards the rear.

To be able to change their destiny, the Holy Ukrainian is precious, but no more precious.

They've been trapped here for so many years, living like mortals at the bottom, how bad is that compared to the life of the Holy King, who was high and high?

But they still choose to live in this way, and they do not choose to give up, and it can be seen that life is above all else in their hearts.

Looking at the purple fronts, they began to retreat, but retreated with great regularity, and cautioned against possible dark snakes.

Purple did not stop these people, put them on the outside they are all strong, even in this world, they are the lowest characters, but still have strong flesh, if it wasn't for his sharp knife breaking, don't talk about chemical risk today, fear that he and the old man will fold here.

The crowd retreated and saw that the purple clams had not gone forward in pursuit, but they had not continued to mine in the mine. I wondered if I was overshocked and turned away from the mine one by one.

The old man walked forward, his figure was a little rough, but the smile on his face was like a chrysanthemum blossoming. After coming to the purple blossom, he nodded vigorously: “Good, really good! ”

“I almost folded here, but you seem happy now.” Purple reentered the mine and began to wrap the knife around it with a cloth strip.

The old man followed him into the mine, rarely consciously carrying a bamboo basket, and the smile on his face did not disguise himself: “Of course I'm glad, today we have a good harvest. Besides, I have good news for you, we're moving out. ”

“Moving?” Zi Xian heard a little bit of it.

The old man pointed to the dead Uru, and laughed: “Among these people, Uru is famous for his small size. He got a holy Uru crystal. Although the size is not as big as he said, those people took it by hand, but it has nothing to do with the volume. He traded the Stone House for the Holy Ukrainian, but made me envy the old man for a long time. Now that you killed him, his belongings naturally belong to us, so we can move. ”

“Doesn't anybody here care?” Purple doubtfully asks.

“Who cares who's at the bottom? Here, whoever has a big fist, it makes sense. Whoever has more money, it makes sense. Let's go, it's been a long day. Let's get back to moving!” The old man was very proud of the bamboo basket on his back.

“There's nothing in the house. Anything else to move?” Zi Zheng mu.

“Makes sense, Uru's place must have everything. We won't move, we'll go straight to Uru's house. ”

When I went down the mountain, I never saw anything else.

Instead, after returning to the village, Zijuan discovered that the villagers were almost hard to see during the weekday, but at this moment many appeared, and their eyes fell on the bamboo basket behind the old man.

Bamboo baskets are also made of special materials that weigh more than expected and are very tough.

“Looks like the message has spread.” Into the purple of the village, the divine colour became cold.

“You didn't kill everyone, and the leak is natural. But these people are not stupid, they die for nothing, they can't do it. ”

The old man seemed calm, and although he didn't say hello to others, his expression was also very relaxed. And the place he went to was not his residence, but one of the few stone houses in the village.

During this period, Zixuan saw Gatu Huangtu and nodded at each other. The latter obviously did not know what was going on here, but could perceive the hostility in these people, so he looked at Zixuan and was worried.

“Hey, iron fight, old man. I moved. Have time to drink at my house.” The old man said to the blacksmith next to Kathu Wangtu that he was the only blacksmith in the village, and the black iron they exchanged was exchanged from the blacksmith.

“Move, move where? I don't suppose there's been any construction here lately?” The blacksmith wrinkled, saying that he had a deal with the old man, but the two of them didn't know each other well, and the other shouldn't greet him like this.

In this world, people are mostly strangers.

“Uru gave me the stone house and I moved there.” The old man smiled proudly.

And when I heard the old man's words, the expression of the others around me changed, and I looked at the old man's eyes with an extra amount of consternation.

Obviously, Uru is able to give the most precious premises to the old man, which also means that Uru is already dead.

“Your shitty house should be replaced, or the wind will roll you away at night.” The blacksmith responded with this sentence and then turned towards the residence.

“What are you staring at? Why don't you come in and fight? ”

Gatu Huangtu froze and smiled with apologies to Purple. He turned around and entered the room. Soon there was the sound of a beating iron inside.

The other villagers around, watching the two of them leave, were constantly changing their faces.

They heard the news earlier that the old man got a big piece of St. Ukrainian and it was worth a fortune. I didn't see it with my own eyes, but when I saw that bamboo basket, I was sure it was true.

And the fact that Uru is dead is all the more proof that the news is true. But because of Uru's death, they were too frightened to build again.

Nobody cares here, and naturally there are no rules, but everyone is very sorry for their lives. They don't know how Uru died. Naturally, they don't grasp each other's old people, so they can only look at each other quietly.

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In the blacksmith's shop, Gatu Huangtu, who had successfully promoted from the Ignition Boy to the Apprentice, picked high quality black iron and asked: "Ancestor, will that news be true? ”

“Hope is fake. If it's really a big piece of Holy Ukrainian, then they won't survive tomorrow.” The blacksmirk grinned.

“How is this possible? Those people were scared when they heard about Uru's murder.” Gatu Huangtu put down the black iron in his hand and looked at the blacksmith and asked.

“There are several villages within dozens of miles of each other. Death to a man who can frighten the village, but not others.” The blacksmith shook his head and said: "Even a piece of Holy Ukrainian moved me, let alone others. ”

“What should we do?” Uluru shrugged, somewhat worried.

“What should we do? This is their business, and it has nothing to do with us. In other words, if we don't rob it, we've given the old man enough face.” The blacksmith snorted: “Although we are all stuck here, there are still factions in our hearts, the old man comes from the Star of Life, which is no longer a secret, and this time we have gained so much, we can only blame him for his bad luck. ”

Looking at Gatu Wangtu, the blacksmith warned: "Kid, I can tell you, mind your own business. This is not something we can do, maybe Kato's people will fall into it. ”

“Zijuan is with us this time, we are supposed to be Kato's people, what happened, should we just stand by and watch?” Gatu Huangtu said.

“Together, yes, but he's not from Gato! Remember, it's nothing to do with you. Your job is to get familiar with everything here and make a living in town. ”

After that, the blacksmith's shop sounded like a knock and punch again. It seemed that the blacksmith had decided on his idea. Even if the sky collapsed outside, it was none of his business.

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When you come to Ulu's stone house, you should have everything here. Although it's not very tall, it's so much better than the old man's previous residence.

The old man was very satisfied with this. Sitting beside him, he suddenly moved in his heart and said, "No, my black iron is still hidden in the basement of the room. Could it have been stolen? ”

“It's a secret place. Nobody must have stolen it, right?” The old man thought about it.

“But what if someone steals it? That's something that's been accumulating for a long time.” Zijuan was worried.

“Well, that makes sense. We don't need to go to that shithole anymore, we should get it back.” The old man nodded.

Purple is about to rise, and most of what is there is his harvest over this period of time, and naturally cannot be thrown away.

“I'll go. There's a lot of stuff. You can't take it alone. ”

The old man in the talking room put the released bamboo basket back behind him and walked straight outside the stone house.

Purple did not refuse, watching the old man leave, he made a stone stool, pulled out the sheath from behind, and caught a dead blue snake.

This blue snake was killed when he went down the mountain. The long-defunct purple is clear how much effect a good thing causes. Some will stop because of reason, but others will go mad because of greed.

Carefully applied the toxin over the knife, purple thinking back to the previous battle.

Being able to kill three Holy Kings with ease is not his strength, but his knife is sharp enough.

The environment here constrains the fighting power of the Holy King. Without sharp weapons, they have some difficulty in trying to kill each other alive.

But with sharp weapons, defenses can easily be broken. The only dependence of the Holy King is lost, and naturally he dies.

Of course, the Blue Snake's poison can do much to end the battle so quickly.

Even the Holy King can poison it. It seems that the blue snake called the Divine Serpent is truly extraordinary. Fortunately, they are just very strong toxins, lacking in other areas, but easy to deal with.

Just applied all the toxins in the blue snake onto the knife body, the purple snake heard noise coming from the outside world.

He looked up puzzled and was ready to go out and explore.

The door suddenly opened and the old man appeared with a panicked face. He closed the door with his hands behind his back and said: "Don't go out, all the damn guys are here, we're afraid it's dangerous this time. ”