Chapter 50 Cut a knife

Out of the "Wangding Chamber of Commerce" and bypassed a street, Mao Xiaojiu looked at each other suspiciously in front of Wu Pengwei, with a big question hidden in his blue eyes.

"Master Jiu, what's wrong?" Wu Pengwei asked with a faint smile.

"The bald donkeys of Mahazong? With hair and practice?" The ninth master asked coldly.

"No, I'm not interested in being a monk." Wu Pengwei curled his lips. He really had no relationship with Mahazong.

"Have you been in business for generations? Or do you hide your age? In fact, it's an old monster for thousands of years. It's easy to tolerate. In your bones, you are a big shopkeeper of the Chamber of Commerce who can do two things at once? The tune of the ninth master has improved a little.

"No, my family is a big landlord. As for my age, let me think about it. I should be 19 years old this year, right, 19 years old, I can't be wrong." Wu Pengwei tilted his head and carefully calculated his age. He flew from the mainland of Fenglan to the six realms of Shen Nian. He was indeed 19 years old or a virtual age.

How is that possible! You must be lying to Miss Ben!" Cat Xiaojiu put her head in her hands, screamed, and then stamped hard with her feet: "It's okay if I can't beat you. I admit that my gambling skills are not as good as you, but Miss Ben's negotiations are not as good as you. I didn't surpass you in the past. I'm so angry. I'm really angry!"

Cat Xiaojiu covered his ears and let out a scream that the decibel was comparable to a metal fracture. He chopping it a few more times, so that the cobwebs stepped on the ground that was stronger than raw iron under his feet were as broken and potholed, and then he stared at Wu Pengwei.

"Big liar."

After saying that, he went away angrily.

not far away, an elderly middle-aged man came over, patted Wu Pengwei on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Young man, in the six worlds of mind, Shouyuan seems to be long, but in fact, it is just a flick of a finger. The way of men and women, tolerance is the king's way. Alas, you can take care of yourself."

With a sigh, the man floated away.

Only Wu Pengwei, who was confused, wiped his nose innocently.

"Did I do something wrong?"

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In the Chamber of Commerce, when the two of them left, Mo's one-eyed look returned as usual, and his eyes gradually became cold and domineering.

"President, why did you agree to their terms? It's just an inner disciple of the Maha Sect, and it's sealed. You are a master at the level of 'God'sman'. Who can resist those two chicks with one slap? What's more, there are three iron cards in the meeting. Why are you polite to them and capture them?" In the hall, the fourth man who was initially defeated by Wu Pengwei appeared behind the one-eyed man like a ghost.

"What about holding it?" The one-eyed Chinese is indifferent, which is completely different from the tone of talking to Wu Pengwei and others at the beginning. There is a sense of majesty. He glanced at Lao Si behind him and said coldly, "Do you know where the 'trick' master is? Are you sure that the inner disciple of Maha Sect can capture it unharmed? Maha Sect has a magic power called 'He Xintong'. The 30,000 disciples under the door are all connected to the heart of its master. If one is not good, it will be known by the masters and powers of the Maha Sect. It is just a branch of the Chamber of Commerce. Don't say that I am just a 'divine servant'-level martial artist, even if it is a soul general and a star handsome. You will always give up without hesitation. You are really confused by lard. Can't you figure out such a simple truth?

Lao Si lowered his head and said reluctantly, "That's it?"

"Forget it? When did I say that? The one-eyed man sneered, "Of course, what is promised to them will be given, but if you want it's worth it, issue an order to me, make every effort to trace the whereabouts of the forging master 'trick', and touch the details of the inner disciple of the Maha Sect. In the past six months, the whereabouts of Mao Xiaojiu has contacted those people, and what hatreds he had. Home, everything is big or small. Give me an accurate answer in three days.

Lao Si hesitated for a while before asking, "Would you like to report it to the headquarters?"

"Idiot, you are such a fool!" The one-eyed man stared at him, "The situation is not clear now. What should I tell the headquarters?" A forging master? Or have you successfully entered the forging market? All things are not allowed to be transmitted upwards. Things must have a general idea before being studied.

"But one hundred and eighty pieces of wonderful elixir a day..." Lao Si was a little distressed.

Mo's eyes smiled, "If there is really a forging master who can forge the best soul weapon, even if I have lost a hundred years of 'Red Sky City', what's the matter?"

Lao Si was shocked and bowed and said, "The president is smart!"

Mo took the tea on the table with one eye, was still warm and took a sip. Then he said lightly, "Lao Si, I have told you many times that you are too banditry. We do business, and make money with harmony, and our vision should be long-lasting. If you can't do it, don't do it. It's the behavior of a rogue reckless man. It's not suitable for us."

Lao Si bowed again: "I understand."

"Go, through the spiritual charm biography, let the worshipers who hunt in the 'beast tide' spread the story that the double knife 'cut off the door' was killed by this Maha Sect boy two days ago. It is best to let the behead the ancestor know that even if he hunts in the beast tide, he must make sure that the 'cut a knife' under his door comes back." Mo Duyan gave another faint order.

Lao Si was stunned: "Why?" 'Cut a knife' is a fierce character. His strength has the power of 20 true dragons. There are not many Jingwei warriors who can fight against the whole 'Red Sky City'. If he comes back, he will not kill the boy of Maha Sect with a knife.

"Ha ha, with the blessing of Buddha's light, do you think the boy of Mahazong will be killed?" Don't ask one-eyed question.

Lao Si thought for a while, "No, but he is absolutely seriously injured. 'Cut one knife' has four-grade soul weapons, and his practice is a very lethal 'blood knife method' in the four thousand avenues. He is vicious. He is the best of the young generation of 'Red Sky City'. The little boy of Mahajong can't be defeated!"

"Yes, that's what I want. If I can't seriously hurt the boy of Mahazong, how can I come forward to mediation and capture the other party?"

"After the mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch, if you do business, don't give up the opportunity to turn over until the last minute."

Mo's one-eyed smiles faintly like a cunning old fox.

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Outside the "Red Sky City", above the infinite wilderness, the huge golden fireballs are hanging high, and the temperature of the daytime has reached an appalling level.

Between the smoke, there are countless fierce beasts in the wilderness constantly attacking, shutting back and forth. Looking up, it is densely full of beasts, and the earth is roaring and roaring.

Several huge stones of human height are surrounded in one place, in which the faint cyan light floats like waves, like a water wave, but the murderers in the attack were a little afraid of these cyan light and avoided it far away.

In the blue light, it is surprisingly clear. It is an open space a hundred steps away.

On the open space, there were three cold-colored middle-aged men. Two of them were holding a sharp soul soldier's knife, wearing cyan light armor and living separately. In the middle, there was a thin purple man with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was vomiting and adjusting his breath.

At least 35 true dragon lights and shadows appeared above the heads of these three men, which are obviously masters who have stepped into the "divine servant" level.

"Brother, how long can this 'blue light mask array' last? Why hasn't the 'long-top blood leopard' appeared yet?" The man on the left licked his cracked lips and looked a little impatient.

"In words, the 'long-top blood leopard' is a 62-ranked fierce beast, which is extremely difficult to appear. The current beast tide is just some ordinary fierce beasts. Be patient, and the fierce beasts will gradually appear at dusk." The man with a slightly fat cheek on the right side reminded him that he had a wine pot at his waist and took it down and took a sip while talking.

The man on the left stared: "It's almost faded out. You boy still have wine to drink, but I don't have anything? It's good to go home and go to bed early. It's been a week before I harvest the corpses of four fierce beasts. What a mother of bad luck. This time, the scale of the 'beast tide' is really small and pitiful, and no fierce beasts have appeared.

The man on the right smiled and said, "Hey hey, don't complain. Isn't it good to survive? The fierce beasts ranked 50 are not easy to deal with. If one is not good, even if our brother explains it, no matter how much the reward is, it will not cost us.

"You're afraid of death. I'm not afraid. I'm going to play with the fierce beast ranked 50." The man on the left patted his chest, which was quite tough.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in the middle suddenly opened his eyes and shouted coldly, "Shut up!"

The two immediately stopped talking. The middle-aged man took out a rune from his arms. There was a burning blue light on the rune, and a line of lines gradually appeared.

"The 'Cut off Two Dao' was killed. The perpetrator was a young man who lived near the East City and had close contact with Xiao Jiu, the orphan cat of the 'Soul Sword Gate'. He told the news to 'Cut off the Door', and be sure to let the 'Cut One Knife' know, the president personally told him!"

After the word pattern appears, the rune will automatically burn and turn into a wisp of smoke.

"Kill the two knives and be killed? Or was he killed by a hairy boy? It's a little interesting." The man on the right took a sip of wine and smiled.

The man on the left scratched his eyebrows: "Notice 'cut off the door'? Do you also have to let the little madman know? What does the president mean?

"Why do you care about the president's order? Are you afraid of the little madman who 'cut off with a knife'? If you are afraid, I will send the news. The man on the right made fun of him.

The man on the left changed his previous wildness and shook his head: "How can I be afraid of him? However, that little madman is really cruel. You have seen the hunting beasts these days. It's really a cruel character. Even if my realm is one level higher than him, if it's not necessary, I don't want to be against this little madman.

"We are here to hunt, but he regards the beast tide as a kind of cultivation. What a madman!" The man on the left turned his head to the northeast with a complicated face.

At this time, thousands of meters away, the direction of the man on the left. A white knife gas rose up to the sky, and in an instant blocked the beast tide near the knife gas. Where the knife gas swept away, hundreds of fierce beasts were immediately killed, and their flesh and blood flew across and were fragmented.

In the knife spirit, a young man full of blood was holding a white-bone knife of more than two meters. He looked crazily at the wave-like beast community in front of him, licked the blood splashed from the corners of his mouth, and smiled.

The eyes condensed into a line, full of tragic and crazy murder.

At the top of its head are twenty-five ferocious dragons roaring in the air.

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