Huadu Beauty Hunter

Chapter 360 Eight, Living People Refining Gu

After Judge Bai's flesh and blood spirit was eaten by the little centipede, the little centipede crawled out from the puddle of blood on the ground. The little centipede, which was only half the length of a chopstick at first, was now half as long as a chopstick. The size has also become bigger, and the color has become more bewitching...

At first, the color of the little centipede's body was light yellow, but now it is dark red. Lan Yinuo made a move and said, "Good baby, come here!"

The little centipede slowly crawled towards Lan Yinuo, and climbed up Lan Yinuo's trousers...

Finally, the little centipede crawled onto Lan Yinuo's palm.

Lan Yinuo said: "You are full today!"

The little centipede circled around Lan Yinuo's palm as if he could understand Lan Yinuo's words...

"Well, I know you haven't eaten enough, next time I meet a suitable person, I'll make you full again!" Lan Yinuo was like a mother who deeply cares for her child, her tone was very gentle, her hand was still on the little centipede's Gently stroking the body, that movement is also very gentle...

Lan Yinuo's actions seemed nothing to Yang Hao, but in Xie Lingjia's view, Lan Yinuo's words seemed particularly strange, and in the eyes of the old knife seller, they seemed terrified...

A beautiful girl used a centipede to kill a person who was good at martial arts, and the centipede even ate the man's flesh and soul. Although the old knife seller could tell at a glance that this was a witchcraft, he still said I couldn't help being surprised, such a picture is still too surprising...

This is the first time that the old knife seller saw someone using living people to refine witchcraft on the spot!

Lan Yinuo put the centipede in her calico pocket, she was very happy.

Lan Yinuo is of course happy, because she used Judge Bai to refine centipedes today. Martial arts masters like Judge Bai are the best for refining witchcraft, but it is a pity that Lan Yinuo still cannot kill innocent people indiscriminately. Just kill people casually to refine witchcraft, if that's the case, she will become a female devil...

And Judge Bai is entirely to blame. In the Dongtian Realm, no one will care if Judge Bai is killed. Here, he speaks on his own strength. If you are not strong enough and want to be arrogant everywhere, then your death will be in vain. No one will sympathize with you, and everyone doesn't even bother to look twice.

Judge Bai turned into a puddle of blood, and no one even looked at it, and he didn't even bother to watch the excitement...

"Go, take me to the bank, and I'll withdraw the money for you!" Yang Hao said.

The old knife seller handed the purple gold treasure knife in his hand to Yang Hao, and said: "Brother, I will give you this ancestral treasure knife of mine. I don't want your money. If it weren't for you just now, I would have gone to see the king of Hades now." !"

The old man who sells knives is still very enthusiastic, and he also knows the basics of gratitude.

Yang Hao took over the Zijin treasured knife. This precious knife weighed tens of catties, and it was heavy in the hand. It was indeed a good knife.

Yang Hao said: "This precious sword should actually be worth more than [-] yuan!"

The old knife seller nodded quickly, and said: "Yes, it is impossible for my ancestral treasure knife to be worth only [-] yuan, but no one knows the goods outside, and there are no customers who bid [-] yuan. Come here, I thought I could meet someone who knows the goods, but unfortunately the people who know the goods wanted to grab my knife, and they didn't plan to give me money at all. I don't have profound skills, and it's really hard to save my life here. What do you expect to sell? knife?"

The old knife seller spoke with tears in his eyes. Yang Hao read that the old knife seller must have something unspeakably sad, so he said: "Then you still want to give it to me for free?"

The old knife seller said: "If your life is gone, why do you need money? Brother, you saved my life today, so I can't take your money!"

Yang Hao smiled, this old knife seller is still sincere, so he took care of him and asked: "You have some unavoidable reasons for selling this purple gold sword, don't you?"

The old man who sold the knife said: "Well, my wife is sick and needs to spend money on chemotherapy. I have spent all my savings at home. Now I have no money to treat my wife. I am waiting to sell this knife and give it to you." My wife is treating her illness!"

Yang Hao said: "If your wife is sick, won't your children take care of him?"

The old man who sells knives is 60 or [-] years old. It stands to reason that at this time, he should be full of children and take care of him, but he is reduced to the embarrassing state of selling ancestral treasured knives to treat his wife's illness.

The old knife seller burst into tears, and Yang Hao's words directly touched his heartache. He said: "My woman married a poor family, and now she has a very hard life. My son-in-law treats my daughter It’s not good, and they often beat my women. My two sons who don’t live up to expectations, one is in prison and has three years in prison, and the other is now an unemployed vagabond. When he has no money to buy cigarettes, he still asks me Cigarette money, their mother is sick, they don’t even bother to look at it, let alone give money.”

Yang Hao clenched his fists tightly and said, "You three sons and daughters really deserve to die!"

The old knife seller nodded and said, "Yes, they should be damned for their crimes!"

Seeing that the condition of the old knife seller was so bad, Yang Hao wanted to give him the Zijin treasured knife. Yang Hao was moved and asked, "How much does your wife need to pay for his illness?"

The old knife seller said: "It has already cost 10,000+, and her condition still doesn't seem to be getting better!"

Yang Hao said: "I accept your knife. If you trust me, I can help you treat your wife."

The old knife seller said: "Believe it, I believe you!"

Yang Hao was able to subdue Judge Bai with ease, and the women around Yang Hao were also so awesome, the old knife seller couldn't be more vague.

"This knife is very heavy, it's so big, it's not a big deal to hold it in your hand!" Yang Hao said.

"This is easy to handle. You can buy a space ring, and you can put this knife in it. A low-level space ring can hold at least five of my knives." Said the old knife seller.

Yang Hao was stunned for a moment, he knew about space rings, the old man once told him that there are some practitioners in this world who like to use space rings the most.

Yang Hao immediately became interested in space rings, and asked, "Are there any space rings for sale here?"

The old knife seller said: "There are low-level and mid-level space rings for sale here!"

"How much?" Yang Hao asked.

"A low-level interspatial ring costs 50, and a mid-level interspatial ring costs 150 million!" said the old knife seller.

"Do you know where it is sold? Take me to buy one!" Yang Hao said.

"I know!"

The old knife seller took Yang Hao to a shop that sold space rings. Yang Hao swiped his card and bought a mid-level space ring for 150 million.