Job Transfer For All: My Mage Skills Are Different

Ten minutes later!

Ye Qing took Han Ping to a cave in the back mountain park of the community. Ever since his parents disappeared, he knew that their family's ancestral staff was a big trouble.

So he didn't keep the staff at home at all, but hid it in this cave.

This is why Han Ping searched his house all over before, but couldn't find the magic staff.

"Wait here!"

Ye Qing glanced at Han Ping and walked into the cave alone.

A few minutes later.

Instead, he came out with a fiery red staff with a dazzling shape.

"Give me!"

When Han Ping saw the staff in Ye Qing's hand, his eyes lit up immediately, and he said immediately, "Ye Qing, give me the staff."

"What's the rush, Lin Tie?"

Ye Qing asked coldly.

"After I give the staff to Young Master Yang, they will come back naturally." Han Ping snorted coldly.

"Hehe, my staff is not easy to hold, you go back and tell Yang Ke that he must hold it steady..."

Ye Qing sneered, and waved the staff in his hand to Han Ping.

As soon as Han Ping took the staff, greed flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "Mysterious staff is a waste in your hands.

Only a peerless genius like Yang Shao is eligible to have it. "

talking!

Han Ping took the staff, turned around and left.

Although his severed arm had stopped the bleeding, the arm hadn't been connected. He had to go to the hospital quickly to have his arm connected, otherwise something would happen after a long time.

Ye Qing watched Han Ping leave with his staff, but didn't chase after him.

However, the sneer and murderous intent on his face were even worse.

His things are not so easy to get.

On the staff, he had already moved his hands and feet. Not only that, but Han Ping also did something wrong.

He can sense it within a hundred miles.

Ye Qing waited for Han Ping to go far away before following in a leisurely manner.

Han Ping was also cautious. He went to the hospital first and had his severed arm picked up.

Then wandered around the city for several laps.

Only then did he head out of the city.

"Going outside the city, what the hell are you doing? Could it be that Yang Ke is outside the city?"

Ye Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, but her feet were not idle, stepping on the breeze technique, she went straight to the outside of the city.

No matter what Yang Ke did, he had to die.

After Ye Qing followed Han Ping out of the city with the breeze technique, this guy actually went straight to the mountains in the southwest.

The further he walked, the more strange Ye Qing felt.

This guy Han Ping actually entered the deep mountains and great swamps. No matter what he thinks, Yang Ke can't be here!

There must be something wrong.

Ye Qing's eyes sparkled, and she followed cautiously.

He is also a bold person with high skills, knowing that Han Ping has a problem, he still followed.

After all, the staff is still in that guy's hand.

In this way, after more than an hour, Ye Qing followed Han Ping to a valley.

The entire valley was shrouded in miasma.

At this time, in the valley, there was actually a sinister and strange statue of an evil god standing.

Under the statue, there are already people waiting, each of them is wearing a large black robe, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

Even Han Ping was the same. After entering the mountain, he put the black robe on his body.

If it wasn't for tampering with him, even Ye Qing wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

"Meet the hall master..."

After Han Ping entered the valley, he immediately saluted a man in black robe standing at the bottom of the statue of the evil god with a respectful attitude.

Ye Qing reckoned that this guy had never seen his father so respectful before.

"Well, did you bring anything?"

The man in black nodded slightly, his eyes shone with a strange glint, Ye Qing couldn't help but feel hairy in broad daylight.

"Brought it."

Han Ping nodded quickly, took out the staff Ye Qing gave him from the storage bag, handed it to the man in black, and said, "Master, Yang Ke is already waiting.

I also ask the hall master to use the secret technique now, and the subordinates must rush back as soon as possible, otherwise Yang Ke will become suspicious. "

"Well, my hall master is casting spells now, a low-grade mysterious weapon is enough for Yang Ke to use for a long time.

And during this period of time, the secret technique of the hall master can erode Yang Ke silently.

Take it all under control. "

The black-robed man sneered: "A genius who controls a rare job that has changed to a combat class will definitely help my God Cult tremendously in the future.

Han Ping, you have done a great job this time.

After taking full control of Yang Ke, the hall master will report to the head teacher and reward you with a chance to be blessed by the gods..."

"Thank you, hall master. Han Ping is willing to go through fire and water for the hall master's lackeys, and he will die."

Han Ping was overjoyed immediately, and immediately knelt down towards the man in black.

Sincerely.

When other people around saw this, they all cast envious and jealous eyes.

Blessing from the gods, this is the highest reward in the religion.

It is a great opportunity that can greatly increase their strength. Those members of the teaching who are not eager for it, did not expect that Han Ping would be cheaper.

These people are naturally jealous and envious.

At the entrance of the valley, Ye Qing saw all this in his eyes, and his face was already gloomy.

Cult!

He never expected that Han Ping was actually a member of a cult.

Originally, I just thought about using Han Ping to find Yang Ke, but unexpectedly let him find a cult den.

From the looks of it, it also broke through a big conspiracy of the cult.

"These guys actually want to use my staff as a medium to cast some kind of sorcery to control Yang Ke.

What a painstaking effort! "

Ye Qing snorted coldly, with even more murderous intent in his eyes: "I don't care whether Yang Ke is dead or not, but my staff must not be polluted by you filthy followers of evil gods."

Thinking about it, Ye Qing no longer hesitated, and stepped into the valley.

"Han Ping, I really didn't expect that I still underestimated you. I thought you were just a dog beside Yang Ke.

I didn't expect that your identity is not simple, but you are still a member of a cult..."

Ye Qing snorted coldly, just walked into the valley swaggeringly, without hiding anything.

Because there is no need.

Although there are many members of the cult in this valley, and there is even a leader of the cult, but the strength of these people, the strongest leader, has not exceeded level 60.

Ye Qing is confident that he can suppress them.

So don't hide it anymore.

"Ye Qing, it's actually you, you followed me...Impossible, I obviously dumped you..."

Looking at Ye Qing who walked into the valley, Han Ping yelled in disbelief.

"hehe!"

Ye Qing chuckled and said nothing, he didn't even bother to talk to Han Ping, because this guy was just a small character.

Ye Qing set his sights on the hall master.

To be precise, it was on the magic staff in the hall master's hand.

"Give me back the staff!"

Ye Qing's voice was flat, without any waves. It's like talking about something unimportant.

However, there was an undeniable sternness in the words.

It made the hall master very unhappy.

"Boy, you are able to follow Han Ping to come here, you are a bit capable, but... your life is not very good, you will die soon."

The hall master's eyes turned cold, and he shouted fiercely: "Shoot, kill this little bastard."

Immediately!

As soon as his words fell, all the men in black robes around him moved and rushed towards Ye Qing.

"Oh, why bother, come to die in such a hurry."

Ye Qing sighed softly, the long sword in his hand was out of its sheath, and under the outbreak of first-grade swordsmanship, the sharp sword energy suddenly swept across the sky like a horse training.

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