Creation God

Chapter 131 Buying and Killing People

"What? A good right arm? Aren't you happy with Ziyu? When Ziyu heard this, although he pretended to be calm, there was still a trace of excitement in his long eyes.

This broken arm is the pain in his heart. In the past, he fought with people in the realm of thousands of demons and was broken by an arm. Since then on, not only has the power of qi and blood not progressed an inch, but it has also regressed slightly this year. The injury of the broken arm became a scar that was difficult to heal in his heart, and it became a heart demon.

The six realms of Shen Nian are not without the elixir that can be reborn by the arm, but at least they are above the odd level, and the price is not high. He is a mine leader. He spent half of his life's savings for a four-grade soul whip at hand. After that, he was demoted to seven levels by the official. The new general did not like him. For a while, the former 'purple soul whip' actually However, he was a little depressed and drank wine all day long.

Wu Pengwei naturally captured the wisp of excitement in his eyes. He smiled faintly and didn't say much. He just closed his eyes and then slowly opened them.

"I can't say that I must return the general a intact arm, but I'm 80% sure. General, please take a look."

In an instant, a pink-made child burst out and appeared in front of everyone.

"Huh? What's going on? Uncle, are you looking for Lv'er?" Lv'er still held half of the sugar gourd in her hand, and her round little eyes blinked. He was an instrument, which coincided with Wu Pengwei's life and death. Almost in an instant, Wu Pengwei could call it back no matter where it was.

However, if you lift the spirit, you will not be too far away from the owner. Once you are too far away, you will be captured by others. If you collect the spirit, it will also bring great harm to the owner itself.

"Lv'er, look, can the uncle's broken arm still be regenerated?" Wu Pengwei touched Lv'er's head and pointed to Zi Yu's right shoulder.

Lv'er licked the sugar-coated haws and smashed her little mouth and said, "Oh, well, is there a broken arm? If the arm is broken, it can be continued.

Ziyu smiled coldly, and the big man beside him rushed to say, "If there is a broken arm, my brother still needs you to save it. There are several kinds of wonderful elixir that can make people continue to break the arm. My brother's right arm was burned by the purple fire of the 'evil field', and the whole arm turned into ashes. Do you understand? ? "

"That's all, Tie Lang, don't say any more." Ziyu sighed, waved his hand, and said to Wu Pengwei, "Thank you for your kindness, but it seems that it can't cure Zi's broken arm. I'm just a cripple, and I really can't be loved by you."

Wu Pengwei was also a little sad for a while.

At this moment, Lv'er said, "Uncle, this broken arm can't be cured, because the meridians on the arm are all broken. If you want to regenerate the broken arm, unless you reach the life and chemical elixir in the strange elixir. Unfortunately, I don't have enough strength now to make it. However, although you can't break the arm to regenerate, Lv'er can Give him a fire snake arm, which is better to keep than his previous arm.

"What?" Three people in the field were shocked at the same time.

Zi Yusheng stopped and turned around. This time, his face was as cold as frost, and he asked in a low voice word by word.

"Child, don't slander me."

Lv'er was shocked. At first, she was stunned. Then she threw the sugar gourd in her hand fiercely on the ground and crossed her little waist and said, "Who is the person? You should be less angry with me. Lv'er is not afraid of anything. She has bodyguards." The little guy's right hand was empty, as if it had disappeared into the water lines, and suddenly pulled out a huge thing; come on.

The fat-headed pig's brain, dressed in a wide samurai robe, is exactly the three-jie pig Wu Neng.

Lv'er's little hand pointed to Zi Yu, and the urn said angrily, "Sanjie, beat him."

The pig Wu Neng was stunned at first. He seemed to be a little confused about why he suddenly came here, but he came to his senses, answered, spit in the palm of his hand, exhaled, and punched it.

He is a disciple of the Beast Spirit Sect. He was born with divine power. He did his best with this punch, and even the air was squeezed to both sides, giving birth to a cloud wave pattern.

Ziyu and Tielang were shocked at the same time, but the strong wind was really depressing and almost breathless.

"Three precepts, stop!"

Wu Pengwei flashed in front of Ziyu like a ghost. He closed his palm and gently covered the fist that Zhu Wu could attack. He immediately stopped him. Zhu Wu's ability was strong, but Wu Pengwei's power was even more above it. He touched him. Zhu Wu's fat body couldn't stand it, and he actually floated up in the air. Come on.

"Greener, don't mess around."

Wu Pengwei's face was straight and his tone was a little hard.

Lv'er spit out her tongue, made a grimace, and recalled Sanjie. "Come on, Sanjie come back. Uncle is angry. Don't make trouble. Lv'er will give you sugar beans."

Sanjie smiled innocently, but he could only return to Lv'er.

Wu Pengwei turned to Zi Yu again and said, " Commander Zi Yu, Lv'er is the master of medicine. He won't fool you. Don't worry, why don't you try it? Once the fire snake arm can merge with you, how about you resign from the mine?

Ziyu was silent for a moment, "Okay, and promise me that in a few days, I will come here again. At that time, how to find you."

Wu Pengwei pointed to Zaro, who was not far away, "You two are familiar with each other. Just contact the connection method."

Ziyu nodded, and then he and Tielang rushed out of the dense forest and disappeared in the long night.

Zaro then came over and asked in a low voice, "Lord, why did you recruit that Ziyu?"

Wu Pengwei narrowed his eyes in the direction of Ziyu's far away, "Do you know the origin of these martial slaves? Many of them used to be powerful guys, or have a complicated background. Look at this pair of eyes, there are many deep and wise people. What I do is very secret and can't let others know, and the purple feather is obviously unhappy. The most important thing is that he knows the roots of many martial slaves. With him to manage, it, obviously nothing will happen. The basket."

Zaro moved his eyebrows and wanted to say something else.

Wu Pengwei shook his head and patted him on the shoulder. "Don't ask too much. Let Ziying go back first and shout red eyes. You guys will transport these martial slaves back in ten batches and ten batches. You might as well use some silver. There is 100,000 cold monthly money here. You can open the joints of the city gate defense. Remember, you must ship them back in batches. Go, these people are of great use to me."

Zaro took the silver ticket and nodded.

Wu Pengwei waved to Lv'er again, "Lv'er, you and Sanjie are watching these people here, do you understand?"

Green nodded obediently.

"Well, good green, this is my uncle's good green."

Wu Pengwei smiled and suddenly gave birth to a pair of qi and blood wings on his back. In an instant, he flew thousands of miles. It was not until he slowly fell down on the wall of Chitian City.

He stared at the boundless night, put his hands behind him, and said lightly, "Your Excellency followed me all the way. It's time to come out."

"Haha, well, it's really a new master of Chitian City. I can see my figure at a glance. I admire it."

In the night, a red-haired red sword slowly stepped out, and there was still a cold sword-like pride between the eyebrows, but it was much softer, at least no longer so dazzling in the night.

Wu Pengwei's heart moved and said, "Congratulations to Mr. Red Sword, there is another breakthrough."

The red sword also moved his heart, and then said, "It's not simple. You're really awesome. I can understand some martial arts experience today, and you can also see it."

"I don't know what's wrong with Mr. Red Sword following him?" Wu Pengwei doesn't want to talk too much.

Mr. Red Sword smiled, stood on his side, and said gently, "I want to ask you to do a business."

"What kind of business? Mr. Red Sword is a young master, famous as Chitian. Where can I use my helper?

"Nothing, only you can do this, and only you dare to do it."

"What's the matter?" Wu Pengwei suddenly became interested.

"Kill someone for me."

The red sword said lightly, and there was a solemn murder in the peaceful voice.