The Lord's World Tour

When the words fell, almost the moment the secondary page was refreshed, the number was pushed to 150 meters of gold.

"Dragon No. [-] and No. [-]? Damn Chenlong, increase the price for me!"

Looking at this weird name, he thought of that disgusting archaeologist almost instantly in his mind.

"300 meters gold? Uncle Long..."

"Damn No. [-] rich man?... Forget it, no matter whether he is a black hand or not, but we must take down the spell and continue to increase the price of Xiaoyu!"

"Five hundred meters of gold? Hehe, Chen Long, you are really rich, add more money!"

"Nine hundred? Continue..."

"one thousand..."

"Three thousand..." Just as he instructed Xiaoyu to refresh the price again, Chen Long received a call from Sheriff Black.After a short answer, he turned his head and said, "Xiaoyu, you continue to bid with this abominable No. [-] rich man here. I'll go to the auction venue to see."

Saying yes to see, but the underlying meaning is almost the same as saying he is going to rob.

Although doing this is against what his father taught him, but there is no way, you can't just watch the mouse spell fall into the hands of an unknown online person, right?

Looking at the old man beside him who was staring at the computer screen with wide eyes, Xiaoyu sighed helplessly.Without him, Dad couldn't operate a computer at all.Even simply entering numbers and determining the price... She knew that she couldn't set out with Uncle Long this time.

"Five thousand..."

"Nine thousand..."

"Wait, who are you? Who allowed you to break into the venue?"

Just when both parties were engrossed in raising the price and rushing to shoot, a violent roar suddenly came from the opposite side of the screen.

Xiaoyu, who has gone out with Chenlong many times, almost immediately thought of explosives and black hands.

Sure enough, the shape of the Truna logo appeared in the venue.The three of Lasu used the electronic sword to solve the surrounding security, and snatched the lamp with the rat spell from the host.

What made Xiaoyu even more sluggish was that when Truu and the others were about to leave the camera, a familiar voice suddenly broke in: "Black hand? How did you come so quickly...Wait, put down the spell!"

"Uncle Long? Didn't he just leave? How did he get to the other side of the city?" The girl blinked in disbelief.

"Don't look at Daddy, Daddy doesn't know either!"

"Stop Jackie Chan, where are the other ninjas?" Trudeau's loud voice resounded through the microphone in the antique shop.

Afterwards, Xiaoyu and Dad saw through the screen that a large shadow suddenly appeared under Tru's feet, and the purple and cyan arms stretched out from the shadows and took away the lamp just before Chenlong arrived. Disappear.

Next, Chen Long beat the Black Hand Foursome with the help of the surrounding complex environment.But no matter what, the Rat Charm was still lost.

Moreover, since this time, every time the spell encountered has been lost in the end.

Feeling a little depressed,

After returning to the antique store and greeting the two of them in a hurry, they followed the stairs and returned to their former room.

"Dad, Uncle Long!"

"Xiaoyu, don't quarrel with Daddy, Daddy has more important things to do!"

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"Oh, Chen Long, there's a lot of trouble!"

Papa's screams woke the whole antique shop.

"Those ninjas in black clothes, if you guessed correctly, are very similar to the minions of the Holy Master recorded in the classics!"

"I'm very tired, Dad!" Chen Long waved his hand.

He has just experienced his fourth failure and is feeling depressed. Now he is really not interested in demons, spells and the like.

However, the stubborn old man ignored the sadness of a young man: "Chen Long! Are you listening to Dad!"

The brain that used martial arts skills collapsed and knocked on Chen Long's forehead.

With a squeak, it reminded me of the scene of the melon farmers picking watermelons.

"Dad!" Chen Long couldn't help complaining, he just said something, but when the next head collapses on his head again, don't say anything back: "Okay, daddy, you Tell me what happened!"

"The worst happened, the Lord woke up! He is manipulating the black hand to search for spells all over the world, trying to resurrect himself before the New Year's bell rings!"

"Isn't it still looking for a spell?"

"No, the spell is not important, the important thing is to find a way to restrain the Holy Master!"

"But Dad, the resurrection of the Holy Lord requires a spell, so can't we stop him from resurrecting if we find it in advance?"

"Do you need me to say it a second time? The spell is not important, the important thing is how to restrain the Holy Master!"

Looking at Chen Long's still puzzled and confused eyes, the old man sighed helplessly: "Forget it, you'd better find the spell."

"Right, I'll go up and rest for a while, then wake up and go to Sheriff Black."

Xiaoyu remained silent, secretly observing his father's reaction. Logically speaking, he should not agree.

According to her understanding of Dad, although Dad knows martial arts and is a master of magic, he has a very bad temper.In the past, between Uncle Long and their opinions, every time they had conflicts, they ended up with Uncle Long's concession.This time, Dad actually gave in and agreed with Uncle Long's idea?

When Chen Long climbed up the second floor with a tired face and returned to his room, looking at Xiaoyu who was confused, Dad touched the top of her head: