Sacred Devil

At this time, the strong man who had been able to cross the border during the robbery period was also a corpse and died under the sword of the prison guard captain.

The head of Moshishan rolled twice on the ground, and his round pupils were full of disbelief. Obviously, he never thought that he would die in the hands of a jailer, even if the jailer looked extraordinary!

After solving the problem of Moshi mountain, the silver armour man also drew out a white handkerchief from his arms, and carefully wiped off the blood on the sword one by one, and then put it back into the scabbard.

"Carry it down. Don't stain the cell."

After finishing this sentence to his subordinates, the silver armour man did not stay any longer and left here with the magic sword.

After the silver armour man left, Jiang Hao was very curious to look at the ancient mirror. Just when the ink stone mountain was cut, the blood splashed onto the mirror. To our surprise, after the blood touched the ancient mirror, it also emitted black smoke. If the ancient mirror had not absorbed enough spiritual power these days, it would not have been able to make this silk The silky black smoke was covered.

Jiang Hao naturally had a strong interest in the blood that could make the ancient Bodhi mirror react, so he also used the ancient mirror to display the primary secret method to save the power in the blood.

Obviously, the Moshi mountain has been demonized a little. Otherwise, the blood would not be stained on the ancient Bodhi mirror and smoke. However, Jiang Hao didn't know how the Moshi mountain was demonized. After all, the man had just died. No matter how capable Jiang Hao was, he couldn't let the dead talk.

However, in addition to the blood, Jiang Hao stretched out his hand, and on his broad palm lay a small sachet, which fell from his body just after the death of Moshi mountain. Because it was not so conspicuous, it just rolled to Jiang Hao's feet and was covered up by the ancient mirror. Jiang Hao simply picked it up.

The embroidery on this small sachet looks very delicate, and there is a faint and elegant fragrance coming out. It is this fragrance that makes Jiang Hao pick up the sachet. Obviously, it should not be the object of that Moshi mountain. However, considering the identity of the other party and his consistent style of conduct, Jiang Hao has also guessed the origin of the sachet, but he does not It's just confirmation.

After Jiang Hao came back from the prison, he didn't take care of the mirror, and then he came back from the prison.

After he regained his freedom, Jiang Hao also felt a little sad. He was also a strong man in the period of half step fairyland. He was actually arrested in his cell. If this thing was spread out, it would make people laugh.

But fortunately, no one knows.

After escaping from his cell, Jiang Hao did not rush to find the whereabouts of the Jishi medicine hall in Jufeng city. Instead, he disguised himself as a monk from other places and inquired about information in the city, so as not to be caught in prison again.

Although he does not have to be afraid of those people with his strength, it would be great to avoid trouble. After all, there are many secrets in that cell.

Sure enough, just after Jiang Hao disguised himself as a monk from other places, those patrolmen did not take the initiative to find Jiang Hao's trouble. Jiang Hao also praised his wit in his heart.

After touching his head, Jiang Hao also wandered around the city. Compared with other cities and towns full of killing atmosphere, Jufeng city is obviously much more peaceful. The people live and work in peace and contentment. Jiang Hao walks in it, and even his mind becomes more peaceful.

At this time, he suddenly heard a pleasant sound of tapping iron. Under curiosity, Jiang Hao also stopped and walked in the direction of the sound.

It's a very simple looking blacksmith. In addition to a strong sense of age, the tools used by the blacksmith in the blacksmith's shop are also very old. He is beating iron pieces with a heavy hammer, and each time is very rhythmic. Jiang haogang was attracted by the sound.

He stopped to observe the blacksmith who was working in front of him. As if he had not found Jiang Hao's existence, he put all his mind on the iron plate in front of him. After half a sound, the blacksmith put down his work and looked at the iron sheet in his hand with satisfied eyes. Obviously, he was very satisfied with the production.

Jiang Hao is also very curious to look at the other side's hand that piece of iron, with his vision, is naturally able to see that piece of iron unusual.

"This iron strike is good. It can lock the spiritual power into the weapon and make the weapon itself energetic. If you fight with people, besides killing the enemy, you should also have the function of protecting the Lord."

Jiang Hao looked at the piece of iron in the blacksmith's hand and couldn't help but exclaimed.

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