Monster Editor: I can create evil gods

When they returned to the city from the hospital, it was already evening, and after casually eating some food on the side of the road, they went back to their respective homes.

Back home, after Su Ziyu washed up simply, he sat back at the table, ready to sort out the clues he got in the past two days.

He took out the key and put it on the table, and the layer of the spirit box outside was also put away by him.

Rubbing the words and patterns on it, a problem suddenly came to mind:

after this key absorbed the power of the vortex monster, the patterns and words on it became more elegant, and the power of this key has been significantly revived.

If the underwater city is related to the layout of an old god, it should affect Zhang Guoming on the first day of salvage, and then control him to do something, but the fact is not, Zhang Guoming has lived until now, does this mean that the initial power of the key is not strong, and its influence can only be completed by subtlety.

So, after absorbing the power of the vortex monster, it is really getting stronger....

It also led to An Yuxuan's symptoms of having nightmares and hearing unknown whispers?

If An Yuxuan hears strange whispers with it, or I will try it too?

Su Ziyu's thoughts gradually drifted away, and the most important thing now was to crack the words and patterns on the surface of the key.

After so many days, An Yuxuan searched for hundreds of materials and ancient language databases, but she couldn't find the corresponding mark.

There are thousands of ancient sayings, and if you can't narrow it down, it's really troublesome to find.

......

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As night falls, the lights come on.

Somewhere in the wasteland of Sea City No. 9, two dark shadows were hiding in the gaps in the ruins, discussing something.

"What about the other one?" A tall, thin man wearing a cloak to cover his face and a black robe asked in a low voice, "The action is about to start yet?" "

I guess it's still on the way..." another man who was also wearing a cloak and a black robe, but with a stronger body, replied, "It seems to be a reserve team, I heard that someone above is optimistic about her and asked her to come and practice."

The tall thin man snorted coldly, "It won't be a rookie, we won't act when the time comes..." "

I heard that he is a good player, and the success rate of taking tasks on the assassination website is 100%." The strong man laughed twice, "It seems to be a lady hehe." "

Oh?" The thin and tall man's eyes showed essence, obviously interested, glanced at the time, and ordered, "The time is about the same, you go to the hospital first to solve the other, I am here waiting for the rookie to come over, and then solve the woman."

"This..." The strong man didn't know what kind of person his companion was, he took a step forward, hesitated and still reminded, "Old Twelve, don't come here nonsense, that person is valued from above... And if the mission is screwed up..."

Old Twelve, the tall thin man, waved his hand impatiently, "When Lao Tzu entered the 'Black Tailor', your mother was still wearing open pants!" How to do the task, can I not know the proportions? The

strong man didn't say anything more, his figure shook, and he disappeared into the night.

Not long after the strong man left, Old Twelve squatted in the corner of the wall, picked up a branch and wrote and painted on the ground, suddenly the movement of his hand stopped, and he looked up sharply

, and saw a figure standing vertically on the side wall, wearing a maid outfit and a fox mask on his face.

"Go up the mountain and fight tigers." Old Twelve's eyes narrowed, and his voice was low.

"Chicken stew mushrooms..." replied the fox mask calmly.

"Which boat is the brother on?"

"A white jade plate flowing by the river."

"Black fox?"

"It's me."

The fox mask replied indifferently, "Old twelve and old fifteen of the black tailor?

"Old Fifteen went to deal with the other, I'm Old Twelve." Old Twelve glanced up and down at the black fox and sneered, "Female? "

Look down on women?"

The black fox's voice became cold.

"No..." Old Twelve turned halfway around, and suddenly his claws flashed out like lightning, and his five fingers scratched the neck of the black fox like an eagle, "I just think that the ladies should obediently hide at home and come out to be killers!" The

black fox's pupils shrank, and the body that stepped on the wall strangely raised upward, dodging the opponent's claws at the same time, the two sharp blades on the cuffs flickered, and I saw two invisible silk threads hanging from the sharp blades flying out

, circling in mid-air, the silk threads wrapped around the neck of Old Twelve, and the two sharp blades made a crisp sound, as if alive, facing Old Twelve's eyes.

As long as the black fox is willing, he can gouge out Old Twelve's eyes in an instant.

"Speak carefully..." Before the black fox's words were finished, suddenly Old Twelve's figure became blurry, and the next second his body flashed inexplicably, appearing in Old Twelve's position!

The black fox's face changed, his two arms danced hurriedly, and he withdrew all the silk threads, so as not to hurt himself, and looked up, Old Twelve was standing not far away, patting off the dust on his body.

"You guy..." The black fox jumped up the wall and stuck to it like a spider, and countless silk threads flew out in a circle, wrapping her in a circle.

"Oops, sorry, sorry." Old Twelve held down the cloak and said as he walked out, "Since it's so difficult to deal with, let's finish the task first."

"Just now, I just wanted to test your strength, don't be so nervous." Old Twelve glanced back at the black fox, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "Just take this as the assessment of seniors." "

Let's go, it's almost time."

After speaking, the figure of the old twelve suddenly disappeared in place.

"What the hell is that guy capable of... Just now, I was obviously entangled in my tricks..." Looking

at Old Twelve's disappearing back, the black fox hesitated, but still chased after him.