The misery begins with the sinner

Chapter 37 The father of illusion.
Looking for the road map, searching all the way, when the sun rises, I feel the smell of the surroundings getting stronger and stronger.

The sword is so close that I know the destination

Following the guidance of the smell, we passed through the miasma-filled bamboo forest and finally arrived at the Forbidden City.

Inside the cave, there are many institutions, as well as countless rare treasures and precious books.

With the sword close at hand, he moved forward cautiously, admiring in his heart the wealth of the father of fantasy.

His spiritual consciousness probed the surroundings, and he could faintly feel that there was a pair of eyes in the dark, which seemed to be spying on him.

He didn't care that the sword was so close, he picked up the secret book and started reading.

Just when the sword was close at hand and he was looking at it seriously, a sudden gust of wind passed by.

Amid the ghostly aura, a weird and ugly illusory figure appeared before his eyes, neither human nor beast, neither fairy nor demon.

"It's just stealing if you don't ask for it! Are you going too far?"

He threw the secret book in his hand back to its original place without any care, and said with a faint smile as the sword was close at hand: "The owner of this place has not shown up, and I have not taken him away. How can I steal the words and say it? You think so, father of fantasy! Moreover, I come here with good intentions and just want to tell you some news!"

"Since you know that this place belongs to the Father of Fantasies, you should know that everything here belongs to Ang! Shanfeng Sinner, tell me your purpose of coming!"

Jian examined it closely for a while and said tentatively: "I heard that the Burning Beast Monster was something you gave to the old man Tianjian back then.

As far as I know a few days ago, Taoist Chongyuzhi is preparing to unblock the beast demon burn. So come and ask for your opinion! "

As soon as these words came out, the scene fell into silence, and the huge shadow of the father of fantasy was silent for a while.

"You were able to find out that Beast Monster Fen is a noble thing. Since it was acquired by Chong Yu, it is also his fate. You came here to inform him. Doesn't this mean that you have plans for Beast Monster Fen?"

The father of Hua Huan was expected to be suspicious. The sword was close and he simply stated: "Beast Monster Burn is of no use to me. You also know that I am a single-attack criminal in the past, so you must also know what I can do.

I want the location where Beast Monster Fen is now, that’s all! "

"Ang can tell you the location of Beast Monster Fen, but I don't know what you plan to use in exchange!"

"Exchange...!" He hesitated a little while the sword was close, and said with a straight face: "Forget it! Since you don't want to, I'm not someone who forces things on others. When the beast demon Fen is unsealed, I can also know its location. This matter is not urgent, you might as well talk about other things!”

As soon as these words came out, the father of Kua Huan immediately became furious and said: "Since you are not willing to pay the price, there is no need to continue talking with Ang! You can leave!"

"Hey...!" The sword was so close that he remained indifferent and said with a smile: "It seems that the things sealed by Beast Demon Fen are very important to you, the father of Huahuan! But there is no need to be angry.

Let’s talk about the feud between the two of us? "

"Celebrating the festival...?" The father of Kua Huan showed a puzzled look for the first time. After thinking for a moment, he asked: "You have no contact with Ang? How can you celebrate the festival?"

"You captured Yu Linling, and she still owed me an unfinished weapon. Now that she has been captured by you, do you think there is any dispute between us?"

Yu Linling was the person chosen by the father of Hua Huan in the past. He set up a trap to defraud Zong Hengzi into making a bet, but was unexpectedly killed by a life trainee.

Now, several sixty years have passed, and Yu Linling was finally captured not long ago. The words "The sword is so close" are tantamount to deliberately seeking trouble.

"Single-finger sinners, please don't be too unreasonable. Your intentions are clear to Ang. Although I respect your single-feng swordsmanship for being unparalleled, your excuses cannot convince Ang to release Yulin Ling!"

"Did I tell you to release the Yulin Bell?" He frowned, looking at the shadow of the father of the fantasy with some amusement, and said, "All I want is the sword. As for people, what do they have to do with me?"

An unexpected answer. I originally thought that the sword was coming to save Yu Linling like a life trainee, but now I was completely unexpected.

"This is between you and Yu Linling, and has nothing to do with Ang!"

"You are here, let her out, wait until she has made the sword, and then give it to you! How about it?"

The probing words made the father of fantasy burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Ridiculous! There is no way Ang will hand over the Yulin Bell to you! Unless you do something for Ang!"

After the father of Kua Huan finished speaking, his eyes suddenly shuddered as the sword was close at hand, and his whole body exuded an extremely dangerous aura. He said coldly: "If you want me to do something for you, it depends on your bargaining chip. Yu Linling is not enough to show your sincerity!"

"Ang has always been fair!" After thinking about it, the father of Kua Huan said: "Since you said that Yu Linling owes you a sword, then Ang will let her cast it here.

When the sword is forged, you must go to the place arranged by me to pick it up. "

He shook his head indifferently and said with the sword close at hand: "Not enough! We also need to add the location of the beast demon Fen!"

"Okay! Ang will treat you as a friend, but you must promise Ang that if the monster in the beast monster is unsealed, you must kill it!"

"Since it is a monster, there is no need to get rid of it! It's a deal!" They hit it off immediately, and the sword suddenly changed the topic and said: "Before that, I want to see if Yu Linling is still alive!"

"It's natural!"

The huge phantom of the father of fantasy waved his hand gently, and the scenery in the field suddenly changed.

The sword was so close that a green courtyard appeared in front of him. Inside, the hibiscus caster stood quietly with a solemn look on his face.

As if he sensed someone spying on him, he subconsciously turned around and faced the sword very close to his eyes.

Qiao Tiangong exclaimed: "Is it you?"

"It seems that Mrs. Fu is living a good life! Then let's make swords here with peace of mind!"

He didn't make any further requests to talk to Yu Linling, just because it was unnecessary in the view of Jian Juju.

The two of them were not familiar with each other in name, but the conditions had been put forward, and the father of fantasy agreed.

Why meet again!
"Of course Ang will not let her die simply, but you must keep your promise, otherwise...!"

The threat was obviously superfluous. Jian Jiuchi interrupted without hesitation: "Where is the beast burning?"

Afterwards, the father of Kua Huan sensed it and handed it to Jian Jiju Yilu Guantu.

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Leave the Forbidden City and look for the location indicated by the road map.

The sword was so close that it moved forward quickly, without stopping, heading straight for its destination.

They walked hundreds of miles through the former Wanjie Chao City.

The sword was so close that he stopped and slowed down his steps.

Following the guidance given by the Father of Fantasy, he soon came to a forward point.

But under the feet, there is an abyss.

In the abyss, there is an extremely strong smell of blood.

This made Jianqiu feel nauseous.

A person with high skill is bold and has confidence that his own strength is enough to cope with all variables.

After a little investigation, he jumped directly into the abyss.

With the blessing of the body, he can fly in the air.

When the sword reached the middle of the abyss, a huge stone mill appeared in front of him.

It was covered with secret texts, and there were countless broken limbs. Under the rotation of the stone mill, a crimson river flowed out completely made of flesh and blood.

And the person who moved the millstone turned out to be the missing one-page book of Economics of All Times!

(End of this chapter)