Trafford’s Trading Club

Almost as soon as the silent gaze looked at Long Yiu Ruo, the eyes of both the ghost baby and the turtle became a little colder.

Tortoise turned the handle of his cane slightly.

The whisper was silent at this time: “I heard that Lord Long had already arrived long ago, but all the people visited Lord Long many times to avoid seeing him... At first everyone thought it was just Lord Long who liked to be quiet. After all, the same is true of Lord Long. But now may I assume that it is because something has happened to Lord Long that you… cannot be seen in public? ”

Very light voice.

Tortoise said softly at this time: "Lord Long is invisible, why should I explain to you? Silence, isn't it centuries-old ghost king, forgot du ghost city underground, who gave you your habitat? ”

The whisper smiled slightly: “Bo naturally remembers… So, Bo won't tell anyone about this, don't worry about the old turtle. Oops, this is a peaceful day, it's actually easy to forget. Boo always gets used to being laid back, so he doesn't really like it all of a sudden. ”

The turtle frowned and looked at the dragon and evening.

After seeing Long Xi nodded slightly at this moment, the tortoise said: "Ghost baby, come back. ”

The ghost baby with the dagger threw the dagger in his hand and the cold light disappeared after spinning in the air. The ghost baby had to retreat, but his gaze had never left the silent moment of his cock.

The silence seems really not to have ended the dragon and evening, but to say directly: “Someone just heard Lord Dragon say that this is Penglai... seriously? ”

Long Xi said softly: “This is just a bit of a match to the memory inherited from the previous generation of the real dragon, whether or not I'm not sure. I've never been here before, so how do I know? ”

The honking silenced halfway and asked: "So... what's going on in the 71st generation of Heaven? ”

“Boogeyman, are you asking too many questions?” The tortoise was so cold that it inserted a sentence.

The whisper did not mind, but rather said positively: "Though it is only an idle crane, it is ultimately part of Shenzhou. The scourge of decades ago still has a fresh memory. If clothing is going to repeat itself, ask Bo how he can ignore it. The city is already overcrowded. If you add more people, I'm afraid this ghost town will have to move out some more places... Do you think that Lord Long doesn't like to see it either? ”

Tortoise laughed and laughed: “The chief of Pu Cheng has reason to take care of all the ghosts and animals well. Even if the population is added some more, I believe that the talents of Pu Cheng owners can be properly arranged. ”

"Old Turtle knows how many orphaned wildlings have been sheltered in Haunted City since the province was closed. ”

Tortoise snapped.

Long Xi also frowned, “Is it that bad already? ”

“Bo doesn't want to see a real ghost rush," he said silently. "By then, I'm afraid even if the Bureau of Management went all out, the two realms of the Dao demon can't handle it perfectly. ”

If Long Xi was silent for a moment, she said, "What do you want? ”

"If this is really Penglai, one of the only things I hope to do is find a way to reincarnate the soul. If not, at least find some information about the local government..."

“I can't make sure this is the real Penglai.” If it's true, I can't promise anything like you… but it's undeniable that I really need your help right now. Tortoise, share the information with the owner of Pu Cheng. ”

The turtle suddenly silently explained to the voice of the seventy-first generation of the heavenly mind what to expect.

After learning about the situation, the silence and silence were silent. After a while, he said: "If the spirit is restored, it is a solution to the problem of overcrowding...”

Bo looked at the people's godliness silently and shook his head again: “But what Bo wants is the reincarnation of the tire, and whether or not the spiritual energy is coming back, Bo doesn't care. ”

"Long Xi Ruo said:" Whether you can find the turnaround in Penglai, I promise you, after this, to help you expand is a ghost animal. If I really get to the point of overcrowding, it's impossible for me to ignore it. ”

“In that case, Master Long is thankful.” The whisper lowered his head silently for a while and did not reveal any false intentions.

Seeing Lung Xiaoru discuss things with Tortoise, Lo Xiao quietly came to the ghost baby - she could only come to the ghost baby who couldn't talk.

“Mr. Ghost Baby, does the owner seem like a good man?” The little butterfly blinked and whispered.

The ghost babe glanced softly and grunted and walked straight away.

Did he say something wrong again?

Lotus sigma (° △ ° |||) sigma.

……

For Dragon and Eve, there is an unexpected and potentially unpredictable danger of letting the voices know their current situation. But in any case, silence is an insignificant aid to the current situation.

Of course, it's not easy to believe the silent words of the mouth - so if Long Xie doesn't reveal herself, she can also use things that create identities.

But in the present circumstances, at least the tone of voice is much more reasonable than that of a traitor.

Probably... just because some of the ideas in the silent voice are in line with themselves?

The same camp, different camp… If Long Xi smiles in secret, there are times when no one is honest and unwilling to compromise.

“Go towards the mountain.” Dragon's Eve now refers to the mountain.

This is inherited from her memories, more images… In addition, there are some other memories that are extremely distant and begin to emerge.

Something that has been buried in her deepest legacy since she inherited everything from her predecessors, Jinlong, and is easily untouchable. But when we got here, we started floating up from the deepest depths.

- “Cell activity is good... put it in the cultivation trough...”

—— “The agitation is still going on, and it looks like it's still a veterinary relationship... trying to eliminate a group of No. 7 material gene chains...”

- "Experiment No. 009, currently stable...”

Some sounds… and, some images.

Not cold and chestnuts.

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……

The sound of mourning lasted for not knowing how long before it finally stopped.

Throughout the process, Purple Star looked at the twisted look of the child on the altar —— the mystery of the bronze mask -- and pulled seven clusters of light from the child.

One of the clusters, which was infiltrated directly into the dirt above by this mystery, eventually disappeared, and as for the remaining six clusters, it was suspended next to the long-haired child - as if he had been replaced by a terminally ill patient, by which time the long-haired child had passed out and slept quietly on the altar.

Purple stars regained some strength - her demonic power, absorbed continuously by the crystals - as they escaped from the six remaining clusters of light at this moment.

Of course, these spirits are nothing more than the restoration of some of her energy in front of her, which cannot be restored to the life force that continues to be extracted.

This young lord of the Werewolf tribe, at this moment, his long hair has turned white silk and has become sluggish.

At this point, the bronze masked man sat on the altar and raised his hand.

Under the altar, one of the two men who had passed out was younger, at a time when his body was floating slowly and floating all the way to the altar.

When the mystery man waved, the young man's shirt split instantly - only behind the man, a strange spell of golden glitter appeared.

“Emperor... Royal Decree?” Purple Star looked hard at the past, shocked: “Is this man the lucky one who got the royal decree? ”

“This man is a true transmitter, but he has a unique gift and an extraordinary personality.” The mystery man in the bronze mask said slowly at this point: “At first, I was just going to let people discover the royal decree and bring it out, but I didn't expect the royal decree to meet the man and then integrate it into his body, which was unexpected. ”

Purple Star is incredible: “This emperor commands the demons to fight for it, and you get it long ago and let it go... just to seize the path and demons trapped here? ”

“This is a royal decree, but it is not for you to inherit the Tarzan gods.” The bronze mask man calmly said: “It really works, but it only brings down the god of Tarzan. ”

“Dongyue the Great, the god of Tarzan...” Purple Star suddenly took a sip of cool air, “Are you going to take the Tarzan god here as a sacrifice? ”

God and the fairy, both extinct in Shenzhou, can only spy on them in ancient legends… In a world where the fairy road has been broken, the appearance of a god, what does that mean?

“Worthy of being a young lord of the Werewolves, a sacrifice within the priesthood.” The bronze mask man seems to have some laughter, "your speculation is close… but this royal decree is enough to allow the Tarzan god to come and not have to sacrifice anything. I have other uses for most of your life here. ”

“Mostly…” Purple Star frowned.

“A small part of it will be used for other purposes.” The man in the bronze mask stood up and put his hands together.

At this moment, the whole altar was shaking - on top of that altar, at this moment it split apart, something slowly spreading out!

It's a crystal coffin built by a mouthful of crystals!

The crystal coffin stood and eventually emerged completely from the inside of the altar - implicitly, Purple Star saw a figure hidden in a clear crystal coffin.

The bronze masked man looks silently at the hazy figure in the coffin at this moment, muttering: “Soon… you will be able to come back, you will be resurrected, you will see a big era of spirituality… an era that belongs to us. ”

The purple star heard a rumor, a thunderbolt suddenly struck a spirit in her brain, and she was shocked: “The god of Tarzan... administers the yin and yang, reversing life and death... resurrection... life. Is it...”

She looked at the altar suddenly and shook: “Tarzan Mansion Festival... who do you want to be resurrected... who is it?! ”

The bronze mask turned around slowly, his eyes seemed to pass through heavy crystal columns and fell directly on the purple star, “Heaven, seventies. ”

Purple face is frightening... of course she knows about the Heavenly Seventies. Even if she hadn't taken over the position of the wolf master by then, many elderly people in the family had said it!

The one who wiped out Dragon Sha with his own strength, eventually spared Shenzhou a havoc of clothing ceremonial seventies!

“The Resurrected...” Purple Star lowered his head slowly.

What comes to mind at this moment is a scene in that snow-covered cave many years ago... that warms up your own blood.

Dig yourself out of the little back of your heart.

Brother...

Looking at the purple stars seemed to be in some strange state, and the bronze masks weren't overly concerned, but after a casual glance, they stopped paying attention - trapped in crystals, they couldn't get out of it.

Instead, he watched the young man floating in the air - the exhibit.

“Since the Royal Decree will fit into you, at least prove that you will be a good carrier.” He slows down: “Being a carrier is an opportunity, and if you can survive, your path will become bright. Perhaps you will be the leader of a younger generation in the era of future recovery. But if you can survive, it's up to you. ”

At this moment, the royal decree behind the exhibition became brighter and brighter.

In this huge space, at this moment, there is a majestic atmosphere, gradually spreading out from the exhibitor... Coming, here we go!

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……

The candlestick in the lobby lit up.

At the same time, a distortion appeared in the lobby of the club, where the club's maid and Dae-chul slowly stepped out of the distorted space.

Dae-chul looked at a pitch-black ball that he was holding in his hand at the moment —— about half the size of a basketball.

That's it, the so-called ‘source of aliens' extracted from the void metademons he slaughtered.

Listen to Unight say that these components are enough to make hundreds of ordinary black soul messengers, when used to convert something like him, barely enough to make a single component... Dae-chul doesn't really understand anyway.

“I'm going to take a shower. Is there enough time?” Dae-chul put the ball on the counter and asked.

Yu Night laughed. “Go ahead, I'll put these materials away first. ”

“All right! ”

Though there are many convenient places to say that the Dark Soul Messenger's body - even if it is all dirty at this moment - can be cleansed with just one thought.

But Dae-chul has not been a black soul messenger for long, and he is more accustomed to human habits - and bathing is really a very decompressive thing.

But Dae-chul's desire to take a bath seemed to have to be postponed a little bit - when he opened the bathroom door.

I saw a girl with white hair, sitting on the toilet, against the wall, breathing out in her mouth... snoring to sleep. And the white haired girl had a bowl in her hand.

Dae-chul had to rub his chin, “What is this...”