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Chapter 242

"Are you talking about the sable snake? I have already sent someone to look for it, and it will be delivered to Wuyingxuan in about three days."

"Three days? Why so fast?"

Hua Ya was very surprised, not only was it a long way to find those things, but it was also dangerous. Even if Mu Luo was a god, it would be impossible to complete this impossible task within three days.

"Oh, three years ago, a wealthy businessman's beloved sword was broken. His subordinates traveled across mountains and rivers to Burma and the Western Regions, and finally found materials such as sables and snakes for him, but they couldn't find an excellent swordsmith for it. Repair. I promised him that 'Impregnable Gold' would order a priceless plum blossom sword for him, and he was so grateful that he decided to give me the tower sable snake."

Mu Luo is really insidious!
He cheated lightly of what he had obtained through hard work, and he was so happy that he was pissed off.

Black belly is different!
"Since you have the largest weapons shop in the country, young master, why don't you let the swordsmith there repair the Qilin knife for you?"

"The Kirin Knife is different from other weapons. It is an artifact with a soul. Only Hua Canxi can repair the artifact in this world. But he told me that there is nothing he can do. The only one who can repair the Kirin Knife is you."

If not, Mu Luo would have silenced Hua Ya long ago.

However, besides casting swords, Hua Ya seems to have some other talents. It would be a pity if she didn't use all available before killing her.

"By the way," Mu Luo pointed to a few exquisite small bottles on the table, and said to Hua Ya, "I have some poison here, you can taste it for me, and record all the effects, I will use it."

"You said, let me taste it?" Hua Ya took a few steps back in fear, and said softly, "I'm not Shennong, and I'm not as lucky as him...I, I don't want to die yet..."

"Don't forget, what is your identity to stay here? Your task is to help me repair the Qilin knife and find a way to undo Qianmei San. Apart from that, you have no value." Mu Luo's demeanor was elegant , However, in his tone, there seemed to be a kind of icy chill spreading in the study, so cold that even Feng Po, who was wearing three cotton jackets, couldn't help shivering.

(End of this chapter)