Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

Xiao Qin took out a letter, which was made of the same material as the one he found on the Three Evils of Huaishan last time.

Similarly, it had been deciphered by Zuo Qiuyang.

"My dear brothers, you should be revisited after three days of absence."

"Recently, you have made a great reputation in the Wujian Trial. The judge is very satisfied with you, especially Longsha."

"The judge praised him personally, saying that he is a natural killer."

The tone of the letter became much more casual. After not seeing him for a few days, he called him a brother.

Natural killer?

Xiao Qin looked at Li Mo in surprise.

What kind of cruel thing did Junior Brother Li do that even the Judge of Xiyu Tower praised him so highly?

He is Junior Brother Li, as if there is nothing he can't do.

"Well, keep reading."

In fact, Li Mo himself was confused. What did he do?

It was just a simple hammering to death, and then destroying the body and destroying the traces.

"I think it will be easy for you to pass the Wujian Trial with your strength."

"After the trial, please come to Lingjiang Wharf for a chat."

"The judge has an important matter and has entrusted it to me. I have tried my best to allow you to participate as soon as you enter the building. When you are on the rise, don't forget me."

"————Xiao Mituo."

The content of the letter ends here.

Li Mo and Xiao Qin couldn't help but look at each other.

Even the affairs of the building began to let them participate.

They are considered...

Pre-appointed?

"From Xiao Mituo's tone, this judge's status in Xiyu Tower seems to be higher than his."

Xiao Qin was quite sure.

In fact, Qianxing Wuzun told him.

The judge of Xiyu Tower is the one who determines whether the killer has completed the task, and is also the guarantee of Xiyu Tower's reputation.

"What could the Judge's private affairs be?"

"We haven't met this so-called Judge yet, but it's definitely not a good thing."

Student Li thought about it and felt that there must be something fishy.

A group of killers can't go to the street to help an old lady cross the road, right?

Looking at the words of Xiao Mituo asking for a meeting, Li Mo said:

"Let's act according to the original plan."

"When we see Xiao Mituo, we'll kill him first, otherwise we'll be exposed at any time."

"Anyway, we've been chosen to work for the Judge, and we'll definitely have a chance to meet him then."

"Okay."

Xiao Qin nodded, got on the donkey cart again, and prepared to go back and tell Zuo Qiuyang the good news.

The donkey cart was full of cooking oil, and the hot pot restaurant used a lot of it every day.

Afternoon.

Happy times are always short.

[Congratulations to the host for investing in "Dazhu", a lower-level martial arts. ]

[Investment feedback: One year of martial arts enlightenment. ]

[Congratulations to the host, investing in a lower-level martial arts for ‘Xiao Die’]

[Investment feedback: One year of martial arts enlightenment. ]

......

The little ones came out reluctantly to say goodbye.

They had just learned martial arts.

Li Mo didn’t give them too good, and these lower-level martial arts were enough to lay the foundation for the time being.

After a glance, Li Mo was a little confused:

“Where is Chulong?”

He was a little strange in the afternoon.

Chulong always called him timidly, and then hesitated to say that it was okay.

“Brother Li… I… I’m here.”

Suddenly.

Jiang Chulong ran over with a cloth bag in her arms.

“This… this is for you.”

The cloth bag was stuffed into her arms.

Li Mo lowered his eyes and glanced at it. Inside was a piece of clothing with very immature workmanship?

The fabric is well-used, with a sword embroidered on it, and...

Why does this fabric look familiar?

"You go out to pick up things, just to save money to make clothes?"

"Yeah... yeah..."

"It's a pity that I'm too... too stupid... I wasted a lot of fabric..."

"It's not... a waste... I took it... and made it into a sachet..."

Jiang Chulong's voice was as quiet as a mosquito.

Oh, I see.

The sachet received by Tianzun was a product of the recycling of leftovers.

Li Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a while.

But then he found something wrong.

"You picked up so many things, but you only got some money to buy fabric?"

"Yes... rubbish... worthless..."

"This... this piece... can only be sold... for ten... copper coins."

Jiang Chulong pointed to the 'scrap iron' next to him.

Li Mo glanced at it and his eyes twitched.

If I'm not mistaken, it's an axe forged from 100-fold steel. Although it's not new, it can be easily sold for thirty taels of silver in a blacksmith's shop.

Ten copper coins, what a shady shop!Dog eaten? !

"Chu Long."

"Hmm?"

"Tell me which store usually recycles your stuff, I have something to do with them."

"Brother Li, you...you also want to...sell scrap?"

.......

Lingjiang Wharf.

Endless boats of all sizes docked, and the sound of the river hitting the shore came with the sound of fishermen's songs.

In the river, a black-sailed boat was swaying.

"Li Mo and Ying Bing, finally appeared in the city?!"

Yin Huacheng shattered the paper in his palm and let it fall into the river, disappearing without a trace.

The water in Ziyang City was very muddy because of the Wujian Trial.

It is said that there are three evil spirits from Huaishan, who come and go without a trace, and are ruthless. They are simply three killing gods, which terrify those who participate in the trial.

Because of them, the Wujian Trial actually showed signs of ending early.

This storm will soon be over.

The opportunity was fleeting.

Suddenly, Yin Huacheng's ears moved, and he said to the outside:

"You are here."

"You are indeed qualified to be the guide of the Summoning Demon Sect."

A figure with a smiling Buddha head lifted the boat curtain and walked in.

"Are you the person sent by Judge Cui to do business?"

"Yes."

Xiao Mituo spoke, and there seemed to be waves of Buddhist sounds echoing.

It cleanses the soul, cuts off thoughts and desires, and even does not care about death in the next moment, and is willing to be killed...

"This Buddhist skill has been practiced by you like an evil method, hehe..."

"Interesting, sit down."

Yin Huacheng poured a cup of tea for the other party, which was regarded as an expression of recognition of this strength.

"The sea of ​​suffering is endless, and I just want to help people transcend the sea of ​​suffering and ascend to paradise early."

Xiao Mituo nodded and sat down.

Yin Huacheng went straight to the point and asked:

"How is the matter going?"

"We only need one last batch of 'goods' before we can load them on the ship and set off under the banner of the Red Whale Gang. We will have a smooth journey. You can rest assured."

"When will the goods arrive?"

"When the branch building owner arrives, the goods will arrive. When the inner scene fights, the goods can be shipped."

Xiao Mituo said lightly.

"The inner scene fight..."

Yin Huacheng drank tea, as if savoring the taste.

"By the way, please kill a person in the inner breath realm and give me all his things. How much does it cost?"

"There is a price in the dark building, and the guide can go and hang a bonus."

"How much will you take the task for?" Yin Huacheng asked.

Seeking safety.

Now the branch building of Xiyu Building has not been established yet, so it is not easy to find a reliable killer.

"It depends on fate if someone takes action."

Xiao Mituo said calmly.

"A black crystal."

Yin Huacheng gritted his teeth.

"You want to kill the true disciple of Qingyuan Sect, Li Mo?"

Xiao Mituo did not agree, but asked.

Subtext: A black crystal, not even as valuable as that black weapon, and it has to bear the wrath of Qingyuan Sect, do you think I'm stupid?

"I got this thing by accident in my early years."

Yin Huacheng's expression changed, and he took out another thing.

A scroll of Buddha portrait.

Although it is Buddha, there is a black lotus under the seat. The expression of compassion for the world is weird, because under the lotus seat are all corpses of living beings, and blood flows like a river.

It is obviously a visualization picture of some martial arts.

Xiao Mituo's breathing is obviously heavy.

After a long silence, he slowly said:

"It's fate."

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