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Three hundred and fiftieth seventh chapter can not die

Chapter 231 It is actually not a map (!

"Haha, hehe, please (, this, the storage bags of young master Ai are all my own spoils. Look, I'm all like this. Are you leaving these storage bags for me to comfort myself?"

When Old Murong saw Lin Jiutian coming to talk to him, he was completely trapped and blocked by the Soul-Devouring Talisman Network, he showed a happy smile.

However, after knowing Lin Jiutian’s purpose, his forehead was immediately covered with black lines.

Moreover, his whole face was frozen there in an instant

It seems that there is a mouth of gray liquid that is flowing down the little mouth of his Nascent Soul Little Man.

"Old Murong, let alone the person who meets you, even if I can ask for something, I respect you! Tell me yourself, if you give me, you will be more happy. If you don't give me, you don't need such an expression! What? Do you want to be cute in front of me? Your grandpa's ghost grandma Ai, you think you are eighteen-year-old Xiao Meixiuao! Don't disgust me! Hurry up, give the four storage bags to me!"

Seeing that Old Murong was so cowardly, Lin Jiutian wanted to untie the Soul-Devouring Talisman Net, and then went in to hurt Old Murong hard (

However, reason told him that it is absolutely impossible to unlock the Soul-Devouring Talisman Network!

If it weren't for the Soul-Devouring Talisman Network, it could absorb the soul and strengthen itself, it would be a real saying that it would be possible to trap the old Murong who was afraid of being attacked by the mouse.

Every time, when Old Murong rushes left and right, he will absorb a trace of his soul by the Soul-Devouring Talisman Network.

And every time I absorbed the soul of Old Murong, the runes in the Soul-Devouring Talisman Network became more and more dazzling and shining

No, this has become the biggest reason why Old Murong can only survive by silence

"Young Master, my eldest master Ai, you want those four storage bags. It's not a trivial matter. It's yours. What do you want? As long as I have it, I will definitely serve it with you with both hands. There will definitely be no other words, please don't worry, Master Ai."

"Well?"

I don’t know what medicine Lao Murong took wrong. He looked like he was so cowardly that he just felt like he was losing his parents, but he changed a lot in an instant.

Looking at the bright and very bright smile on Old Murong's face, Lin Jiutian felt a stomachache in an instant

This feeling not only makes people speechless, but also makes people feel an impulse that cannot be held back.

However, seeing the four storage bags floating in front of the villain, Lin Jiutian temporarily forgot about this unpleasant feeling.

With both hands waved, the ancient ** Xiao’s specific Tongbao magic trick played its due role

Just like the last time I took out four tokens, these four storage bags were also made out of the Soul-Devouring Talisman Network with a mysterious trajectory.

"Young Master, are you still satisfied with the old slave? Otherwise, I will give you the storage bag of the old slave to you too?"

Seeing Lin Jiutian holding the four storage bags in his hand with satisfaction, Old Murong's smile became brighter (

Looking at his nirvana, if you don't know, you will really think that Old Murong is the most loyal slave in the world

But who knows that old Murong's heart is bleeding and cursing constantly:

"One day, as long as I get out, I will definitely return it a hundred times! Not only will I snatch all your treasures, but I will also cheat the stunning beauty around you."

"Hmm? Then there's no need for Old Murong, don't worry, I just took what I deserve! As for your own, I will definitely not want it."

Seeing that Old Murong's smile became brighter, the bigger the knot in Lin Jiutian's heart

So, after letting the four storage bags float in the sea of ​​consciousness, Lin Jiutian raised his hands and prepared to block the Soul-Devouring Talisman Network again.

Moreover, he didn't even plan to ask about those two maps.

"Young Master, Young Master, wait, wait, wait, look at Lao Nu is so loyal, are you sending some small gifts to Lao Nu Ao?"

Seeing that Lin Jiutian was about to withdraw, Old Murong finally started to scream anxiously

Moreover, there was a strong look of hope in his eyes

"Little gift? I said to Lao Murong, what do you want to do? Do you think you have lost money after handing over these four storage bags? I want to ask me for something?"

In an instant, Lin Jiutian understood why the old Murong became so fast!

It turns out that this old guy wants to gain sympathy and want to play tricks

"Haha, Master, you see, Ai Lao Nu, I am alone in this soul-devouring talisman network, so I am so bored (Isn't that what, I thought of an excellent way to pass the time, but I don't know if you are willing to help, Master?"

Seeing Lin Jiutian's face was unkind instantly, Old Murong seemed more and more respectful.

Moreover, he also thought that with this performance, he would impress Lin Jiutian very well.

"Oh, it seems that you are quite obedient, so let's talk about it. But I warn you, if you want to be scheming, don't blame me for being rude to you! Tell me quickly, I have something to do!"

As the saying goes, don't hit people with a smile, and Lin Jiutian doesn't know what old Murong is thinking, so although his words meant to scold him, he still followed Old Murong's idea and continued to say it.

"Haha, Master Ai, didn't you bring in two pieces of kraft paper just now? I want to come with you. When I'm fine, I can draw them and fold them into small items. Look, is this okay?"

"Uh! I'll get kraft paper? Drawing? Badges? You old guy, you really don't cry without seeing the coffin. It seems that I'm too kind and easy to talk to!"

The moment he heard Old Murong finish speaking, Lin Jiutian muttered in his heart, and his expression became infinitely wonderful.

Looking at the two maps floating beside him, Lin Jiutian finally understood why, why did Old Murong show such a strange expression just now!

"Haha, you want this?"

Pointing to the two maps, Lin Jiutian finally wanted to confirm it and see if Old Murong pointed out something else, was he wrong, and whether he heard it wrongly.

"Yes, I just want these two useless kraft papers. You are so good, have you also considered the boredom of Lao Nu. Thank you very much, Master ("

Unable to receive, Old Murong kept bent his waist

And if he had saliva, he would definitely splash everywhere

"Haha, are these two pieces of kraft paper? Old Murong, are you blurry in your eyes or my young master's eyes? Okay! Then tell me everything you know! Humph! If you have any concealment, don't blame me for being rude!"

Lin Jiutian, who was still smiling just now, quickly turned into a cold face in this moment.

He didn't expect that Old Murong would actually regard himself as a three-year-old child!

It's unbearable. Lin Jiutian waved his hand, and the quietly floating ancient flute flew into his hand.

Immediately afterwards, a series of "whimpering" sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness

"Ai Bu! Master, Master, don't be angry. I'll say this. I'll say this. Oh, my soul hurts so much. Master, please let me go. I'll never dare to use four machines in front of you again. Really, I really don't dare."

In an instant, the entire soul-devouring talisman net contracted

As the runes kept flashing, Old Murong begged for mercy in a crying voice

At this moment, he remembered that he was now a grasshopper in Lin Jiutian’s hand!

Although Lin Jiutian couldn't kill him at once, he would definitely not be able to escape.

"Hmph! I dare to make such a plan next time and think of this young master as a fool, just wait for it to be wiped out! Say!"

Stopped the magic tricks that were constantly pinching in his hands. After Lin Jiutian snorted heavily, he instructed Old Murong to quickly say what he knew (

"This, the young master Ai actually participated in the introductory trial of the seven major sects in the past. At that time, the old sect was only in the middle stage of foundation building. During the trial, the old sect was careful and careful, thinking that he could complete the trial mission, even if he could only become an outer disciple of the seven major sects! Now, after passing the trial of the Daguan Mountains, the old sect chose to become an outer disciple."

The look of memory slowly crawled over the old Murong's Nascent Soul face

Seeing that Lin Jiutian did not interrupt him and said these memories, he continued:

"At that time, I didn't know that there was actually a huge pie that was already hanging above my head until after the trial of a year, that is, all the monks who passed the trial appeared in the Seven Star Square of the Seven-Star Square of the Seven Sects. The old slave knew that as long as you hand in such a map, you could choose the sect at will, and you could also be accepted as a disciple by the Nascent Soul Cultivator of each sect as a personal disciple. When the old slave was excited, he took out a map from the Wushuang Mirage Moon Palace."

"Wait, you mean that you can exchange this map for the identity of a personal disciple? So what is the use of this map? Do you know?"

After hearing this, Lin Jiutian knew that there must be something important about this map, otherwise the seven major sects would not have done this.

"Haha, young master, don't worry, this map can indeed be exchanged for the identity of a personal disciple, but since I heard a rumor about this map, the old slave regretted it and regretted it so much that I really wanted to find a piece of tofu, and I could just hit it to death."

In an instant, Old Murong said it just now, just red neck and screamed regret at the top of his throat.

"this?"

Before Lin Jiutian could ask, Old Murong said immediately:

"This map is actually not a map."
Chapter completed!
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