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Chapter 472 Perverted Gut
  The black powder gradually dissipated, revealing the dirty and messy room inside. He clapped his hands, Otto tilted his head and smiled at the cautious Jing Chen: "This old guy always likes to do these tricky things. What happened just now?" Although the black powder is not poisonous, if you get a little bit of it on your skin, it will make you feel uncomfortable."

Slowly releasing the handle of the ruler, Jingchen smiled bitterly and shook his head. This old guy was indeed a bit perverted.

"Let's go, follow me and reach out, don't touch anything." With a smile, Otto walked into the room first, followed closely by Jing Chen after hesitating for a moment.

Walking into the dark room, the door automatically closed tightly, and the loud sound made Jingchen helplessly shake his head again. His eyes swept through these rooms that looked like garbage dumps. He followed Otto through several rotten wooden stairs that were shaking as if they were about to collapse. Finally, after several waves of random attacks, he finally reached the top floor of the building. .

After walking up the last stairs, Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head, looked at a wooden door at the end of the corridor, turned his head to Otto and asked, "This should be right here, right?"

Otto nodded, glanced down at the robe that had been melted with several small holes by a pot of corrosive liquid on the stairs, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, gritted his teeth and said: "This old bastard, you can't seriously refine medicine." Learn and play with these shady things."

Hearing his complaint, Jingchen twitched the corner of his mouth and could only helplessly laugh twice in his heart.

"You're so serious about refining medicine, how can I not be serious about these things? You old scoundrel, don't think that because you are the vice-president of the Alchemist Guild, I don't dare to kick you out!" When Jingchen smiled helplessly, then In the room at the end of the corridor, the old angry voice suddenly came from.

"You are the old scoundrel." Otto rolled his eyes, waved his sleeves and robe angrily, led Jingchen into the corridor, and finally came outside the room, kicking hard at the door that seemed to be made of wood. Kick away.

"when!"

Kicking the door shut with his feet, a crisp steel sound suddenly came from the door. Seeing this, Jing Chen twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, turned his head, looked at Otto whose old face was almost twisted together, and backed away very wisely. A few steps.

"Haha, old guy, after you kicked a door down last time, I hired someone to replace it with a stainless steel door. Haha, is it fun?" The old laughter came out again in the room, and only But this time there was a little more schadenfreude in the laughter.

The "old bastard" took a breath of cold air with a distorted face. Otto's face gradually turned livid. On his body, a strong fighting spirit slowly rose up, and finally enveloped Otto like a burning man. in.

"Holy shit, that's such a strong fighting spirit. Is the strength at least at the level of a fighting spirit?" Seeing the dark yellow fighting spirit churning on Otto's body, Jing Chen took two steps back again and couldn't help but marvel.

I think back when Jing Chen was still a Dou Zun, there was no such thing as high-level fighting skills. If it weren't for his high strength and strong mental strength, he might have died several times.

His body was shrouded in fighting spirit, and Otto kicked hard at the stainless steel door again.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, it sounded in the corridor, and the door was kicked directly into the room.

"Ah! Old bastard, you are actually serious!" Seeing the door flying in, a strange scream suddenly came from inside.

"Humph." The livid face snorted coldly. Otto walked into the room uncoordinatedly with his feet. His eyes swept around the room and finally stopped on an old man in extremely sloppy clothes in the room. He sneered. Said: "Gut, do you believe that one day I will write a note about the things in your treasure room and then publish them all?"

"Hehe, don't be kidding." Hearing this, the slovenly old man in gray hurriedly waved his hand, stepped forward and said with a smile.

"Hmph." After shaking his sleeves, Otto turned to face the door and said, "Jingchen, come in." "Um, you brought someone else here? What do you want to do?" Seeing Otto's actions, Gut's eyes widened. Staring, he said cautiously.

Pouting his lips, Otto was too lazy to pay attention to this nervous guy.

Slowly walking into the room, Jingchen's eyes swept around the room habitually. When his eyes glanced at some crystal tables on the counter in the room, a look of astonishment quickly appeared on his face.

"Fireheart Horse Chestnut? Blood Crystal Grass? Blue Core Stone?"

Looking at the rare and rare treasures all gathered here, Jingchen couldn't help but open his mouth slightly. The collection here is too rich, isn't it? In terms of value, it can be regarded as half of his Baihuayuan.

"Hey, hey boy, what are you looking at? Do you want to catch my baby's attention?" Seeing Jingchen's expression, Gute jumped over in a hurry, glaring at Jingchen with a fierce look on his face.

"Uh" he smiled awkwardly. Jingchen looked away and stared at the sloppy old man in front of him. It was hard to imagine that such a thin old man could be the biological brother of the Dan King Furukawa of the Mingzhan Jiama Empire.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, Master Gut. I have never seen so many rare treasures in my life. Looking at these rich collections, I am afraid that no one in the Jiama Empire can compare with you. Yes." Jingchen smiled.

"The boy's mouth is very sweet, but what he said is quite true." Hearing Jing Chen's vaguely flattering words, the ferocious expression on Gut's old face softened a little. He nodded and accepted the words without any politeness.

"What are you doing here? Tell me. I'm very busy." He turned around and sat down at a table filled with broken things. Gut crossed his legs and asked.

"This little guy has something to ask you." Otto rolled his eyes, glanced at the dusty chair next to him, and could only shake his head helplessly as he stood and said.

"Oh? I don't know him, why are you looking for me? Do you have some exotic treasures that you want to resell to me? Hehe, okay, okay, as long as you can satisfy me, I will definitely give you a satisfactory price!" Gute's eyes shone slightly, he stared closely at the ring on Jingchen's finger, and smiled.

"Ahem, no, Master Gute, I'm not here to sell treasures, I just want to ask." Jingchen shook his head, fixed his eyes on Gute's face, and said softly: "I want to ask you, Do you have the Ice Spirit Cold Spring in your hand?"

Hearing this, Gut was stunned for a moment, then shook his head like a windmill: "No, no, you have found the wrong person, I don't have that thing!"

Seeing Gut's scoundrel appearance, Jingchen also shook his head with a wry smile. When he mentioned Bingling Hanquan, he could clearly see the flash of shock on Gut's face. Perhaps, he was wondering why he Let’s find out the news that he has the Ice Spirit Cold Spring.

"Old guy, stop being naughty. Didn't you tell me last time? You exchanged a small bottle of Ice Spirit Cold Spring from someone else. I remember it well." Otto smiled.

"Go away! You old bastard, don't come to my place again." After his lie was exposed, Gut suddenly cursed in anger.

Otto spread his hands and said to Jing Chen: "I have already brought you to see him. How to get him to return the Ice Spirit Cold Spring to you is up to you. I will wait for you outside." After that, , Otto walked towards the door. When he went out, he patted his palm somewhere on the wall. Suddenly, a wooden door slowly rose from the doorway. After a while, the room was covered in within it.

(End of this chapter)