Trafford’s Trading Club

In the stone hut, the fish eggs stretched out their lazy hips and then dropped the file in their hands - the file was given to him by the Master of Musashi for only one purpose, which was to flatten the horns that had been broken from certain void yuan demons.

Master Musashi usually likes to sculpt small things with the horns of the Void Yuan Demon, and every time he sculpts the look of the same woman, he says this woman is his cousin, but eventually he marries a good brother...

Anyway... the task of Fish Egg Strong is to flatten the horns of the Void Yuan Demon that he usually beats down into neat raw materials.

Fish egg strength has always done this very seriously… it is one way in which he can gain the fondness of the Master Musashi - just as he can benefit from Attila, King of Huns, by bowing his head and even giving up his dignity.

There's nothing different.

While it is obviously much more comfortable to deal with the horns of these void yuan demons… there is essentially no difference - both sides, what they get from the Hun Nu King is much better than the occasional pointer or two from the Master of Musashi.

For example, the fruit he had just eaten, which was thrown on the ground by the Hun Nu King and cracked - this fruit fish egg has actually been eaten several times, not once, and his body can be strengthened to a certain extent... this is much faster than some of the training methods taught him by the Master Musashi.

Because they ate that kind of fruit relationship, fish egg strength wounds actually healed rapidly, and now the wounds on the body have healed by half, and the pain has been reduced to an acceptable level.

Of course, the training methods taught by the Master Musashi did not let go of the fish egg strength.

Just like making money, making a dollar is making money, making hundreds of dollars all at once is making money... fruits are one-time, but training is lasting, and they are always even.

At this point, Fish Egg Johan heard some movement outside the Rock Shack, and then the curtains made out of Yuan Demon's skin were suddenly lifted open.

Fish eggs turned back consciously: “Master Musashi, here you are, what you want me... A, Attila, My Lord?! ”

It was not Musashi who walked into the stone hut at this time, but Attila, King of Huns, who did not leave without a word - Attilameen at this time walked straight in.

Fish eggs trembled for a moment and stood up hastily, but in the face of King Hun walked in, he couldn't help but tremble his legs and took a few steps back unconsciously.

“Why, dog slave, aren't you glad to see the king?” King Hun sneered, “Don't you want what the king has given you? ”

“I... I am not...” Fish eggs set my mind and then again gave me a delightful smile, "I was so happy to see you, that I was speechless... King Attila, don't know what you came to me for? You want some wine? But I really don't have any wine here. You took everything I came back to in heaven. ”

Pff--!

The sound of whip punching… Fish eggs fell directly to the ground at this point, and the wound that had just healed broke again.

King Hun said coldly, "What are you talking about? How dare you say the king took your things? ”

“No... no, it's me, it's what I contributed to the king...” Fish eggs withstood the pain, climbed up, laughed: “It's useless, if you know you like the king, I already came back a little more smoothly last time, it's useless for me... ah...! ”

Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft!

“Dog slave, trash, trash, trash, trash! Ha ha ha ha... Yell, keep yelling! The king is happy, keep giving you things, you piece of junk!” Under the mad whip, there was also the brutal laughter of King Hun.

“I'm a dog slave, I'm garbage... hahaha, I'm garbage.” Fish eggs are crying and laughing at this moment, like crazy, “I am such a piece of garbage... Your Majesty, you are right, you are so right, hahahahaha!! ”

King Hun lashed for a while before retracting the long whip. He seemed satisfied and suddenly drank a cold drink: “Slave, stand up! ”

Fish eggs strong There is still the strength to speak at this time... Stand up and spend a lot of time, at this time the whole person is like a bloodstained man, “Great... King... are you comfortable and comfortable... this time, this reward... give...”

“What a greedy guy.” King Hun suddenly laughed: “Are you thinking that when you become strong, you will repay me all the humiliation you have received from me? ”

“I... I dare not... How can I be stronger than you, my lord...” Fish balls tremble.

Attila the Hun King chuckled: "You can admit it, it doesn't matter if you don't... do you think with these gifts I give you, you have a time to be stronger than me? You think I'm stupid enough to make you stronger than myself? ”

“I... I dare not.” Fish eggs bow their heads in darkness - how can he not know... he just doesn't want to think like this.

“Trash.” The Hun King laughed and then slapped his hand, "Here you go, slave! ”

Fish eggs raised their heads beneath their consciousness, only at this time King Hun's palm was grasping a very disgusting group of things... like the organs of something, or alive, beating, he couldn't help but be frightened: “King... what is this? ”

“The brain marrow of the metademon.” King Hun sneered at the moment: “What, didn't you want to be strong? This stuff is good... eat it! ”

“Okay... I'll eat later.” Fish eggs are pale at once, but they dare not disobey the orders of King Hun, and they can only be compromised: “I… I am not hungry yet, the Great, the Great. ”

“Not by you.” At this moment, King Hun snorted coldly, his long whip stretched suddenly, directly rolling the fish eggs in front of him, and then, like his palms, directly stuffed the metademonic brain marrow in his hand into the mouth of the fish eggs.

He struggled so desperately, how could he rival a transcendent like King Hun... bitter and disgusting things, were directly stuck in his throat, and then had to swallow... At this moment, like burning by fire, the fish eggs made a terrible scream.

The whip was loosened, the fish eggs were directly paralyzed on the ground, and the body twitched wildly.

King Hun laughed at this moment, "I heard you only came here out of shitty luck picking up the director's brand... do you really think you're the hero of your life? But Ben Wang Mercy, favorite to help a weak guy like you, next, enjoy it, become powerful feeling, you will like it. ”

Go ahead, King Hun stopped looking at the fish eggs, opened the curtain, left the Eternal Night's Square and disappeared.

The fish eggs left behind, still in the stone hut, moaning painfully... here, no one answers him and knows him.

“Hun... slave... king...”

He squeezed out of the depths of his throat like a beast... eyes red, like a beast.

“King Hun!!!! ”

……

……

“Did you hear anything, Master Musashi?” Dae-chul suddenly turns around and looks behind him somewhat confused… something seems to be calling him, just inconsistent… or as if it were an illusion.

“Voice? What's that sound?” Master Musashi looked at Dae-chul with confusion and frowned: “Maybe one of our companions is traveling… this is the gateway to the entire lost paradise, it is normal to make a move… go inside and don't let [the Volkswagen throne] wait long. ”

Dae-chul nodded, then took a deep breath and walked straight into the optical gate.

At this point, what he did not find was that Musashi was carefully measuring the moment Dae-chul walked into the light door - although most of the guys in the Transcendentalist organization were strange in character, they weren't really all missing an eye.

Musashi had said so much about the internal affairs of the organization before he had any idea of the details of Daechul. On the one hand, he felt that few strong people who had come to the crack for the first time could really reject the potential benefits of the organization, and on the other hand, naturally because of the existence of this optical door.

Optical Gate is built by the [Throne] people together. In addition to being sturdy, there is also the ability to distinguish between the thin and the thin... If your strength does not reach the limit of breaking the subworld, or if you are not a human being, you cannot enter the [Throne Room] through Optical Gate.

As for meeting the requirements but not in the right mind... isn't it time to meet the [throne] once? If there's a problem, the [Throne] can see it.

At this time, only after Dae-chul stepped out, he then walked smoothly into the optical door, and there was no movement in the entire process... Dae-chul's back eventually disappeared before Musashi stretched out his lazy waist and sat down with his tray leg.

He pulled a knife out of his waist and finally pulled it out of his bag, but he couldn't find what he wanted - he was going to get some from Fish Egg Strong, but he neglected it when he met Dae-chul.

Musashi shook his head and told him to put the knife away and finally lean against the pillar next to him… At least he couldn't leave here until Dae-chul reappeared.

Relax, Master Musashi cut a small piece of wood off the column with a knife and simply engraved something on it.

”Musashi laughed.“ Attila, this guy's got enough to give you. You've got enough fish eggs to build on. You can learn something new... ”

This inexplicably caught in the crack, useless, completely junk middle-aged uncle, really has no talent at all, but the only heart that wants to be strong, just like he used to be.

Once upon a time, he was also considered a talentless guy...

“Try hard, one day you will...”

……

After passing the optical gate, Dae-chul felt he was drifting… was sent somewhere or something.

After landing, Dae-chul looked around with vigilance - the moment he passed through the light door, he even had the feeling of being clearly seen inside and outside.

However, the feeling disappeared instantly, and he could not even find out where it came from.

This super stripper organization, in the current situation, doesn't seem as bad as the maid said...

There is a desolation in front of me, like coming to a cemetery... beneath a cliff in front of me, but a cave entrance is hidden.

Da Zhe approached, only saw the words [Fire Cloud Hole] written above the hole, he couldn't help but curious himself... This was with an ancient text that he didn't have half a dot of research, but after it was printed into his eyes, it naturally became a modern font that he could read.

Dae-chul shouted curiously and coldly heard a rather serious voice coming from inside: “If my little friend is here, why are you hesitating? ”

“Oh, wait, I'm coming in!” Dae-chul responded directly.

The air suddenly calmed down.

Inside... It was not long after the fire cloud cave that a slight ‘hmm’ sound was heard, but the speaker's tone was overwhelmed by the smell.

Dae-chul didn't care either, shrugging his shoulders and putting the scarf on his chest over his shoulder, he walked into the fire cloud cave.

Like the Martial Arts drama that Dae-chul used to watch in prison, there is no place like this.

It can't be said how stunning it is, but the bridge runs water, streamlined the cabin, a three-minute flower field full of peony blossoms, and an octagonal gazebo outside.

At this time, a long-haired, externally-looking young man under the age of twenty is sitting in an octagonal gazebo with a delicate gossip tray on his hands on the raw stone table... This gossip tray can spin and even make [dah] and [dah] sounds as he spins.

Looking around, Dae-chul found that there was no one here but this long-haired man in ancient costumes. Thinking that this guy was probably the [Volkswagen throne] in Musashi Gate, he quickly walked to the octagonal gazebo before... walking all the way here, Dae-chul finally said: “Hello. ”

The man with long hair playing the gossip board stopped with his hands and only heard a click from the gossip board and then stopped. The man with long hair suddenly frowned.

“What's the matter?” Dae-chul asked curiosity: “Is this thing broken? ”

The long-haired man finally raised his head and took a look at Dae-chul. He turned his white eyes slightly and said with no anger: “This is a trick I made Lu Ban so special, how can it be so easily broken? ”

“Oh!” Dae-chul nodded, not really understanding these... Wait, this guy just seemed to roll his white eyes at himself?

The long-haired man shook his head at this time, put away the gossip tray in his hand and then stood up, and suddenly said: “The source of the alien is so high, the conversion of the highest level, how can humanization not reach the limit? Why did I put you in here and slip you in? ”

“Oh... maybe I'm talented not so well, always stuck at this level..."? What did you just say? ”Dae-chul opened his mouth!

Unexpectedly, the long-haired man also opened his mouth slightly at this time, stunned and said: “What? Didn't the owner tell you to rush me back? ”

Dae-chul... What am I doing here at first??

Holy shit!