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At the entrance to the ruins, a large number of Netherworld Ancient Cult people gather here. Some young disciples have a bit of tension and hope on their faces, and those older cultivators are mostly expressionless. In their opinion, it is not bad to have one or two of these cultivators coming in and out.
And even if you live alive, you can’t have anything to gain. It’s not that they look down on those Loose Cultivators, because before that, there were a lot of Blood Demon Sect disciples in the overalls. Even included Outer Sect Elder of a Peak Great Ascending Stage!
“Senior Brother, do you say that this group of people really can bring good news?” A 30-year-old woman looked at the entrance of this ruin, slightly brows her eyebrows, with a bit of hope on her face. .
“Good news? Hehe, Junior Sister, is this the first time you step out of Sect to perform this kind of task?” A tall, thin man smiled and smiled, and inadvertently swept through this pretty young woman. One horse Pingchuan’s chest sighed deeply: “It’s alive to come out… It’s a little miracle.”
“Ah? Then… that group of people, isn’t that just going to die?” The young woman opened her eyes and looked at the thin man: “Don’t they understand?”
“Many fortune, birds for food. Junior Sister, you have been in Sect for a long time…” The thin man showed a candid smile: “Never lack any resources, you will naturally not understand the hardships of Loose Cultivators. Those people can sell even their relatives for a little resources, even the brothers can kill, even the sisters can give people…”
The young woman’s face showed an incredible look and murmured: “How could this be?”
The thin man said faintly: “So, the task of hiring this kind of ruin will never be lacking in this kind of death. Those Loose Cultivators know that there is no danger in this ruin, but as long as there is a self-motivated cultivator, I will never miss this opportunity.”
The young woman’s face showed a bit of sympathy and said: “They are really pitiful!”
“Yeah. Compared with Junior Sister, it is a heaven and a drop.” The thin man smiled.
The young woman squinted and frowned, seemingly not willing to talk about this issue. Shifted the topic: “Since these people are almost impossible to come back alive, even if they are not likely to bring something back, why are we?”
The skinny man glanced at her: “There will always be those lucky people.”
This sentence is an understatement. But think about it. But I can clearly feel the kind of indifference and bloodiness contained in this sentence.
Yes, there is always that lucky person!
But the question is, how many lives do you have to use… to fill out that lucky one?
This problem, the thin man is obviously not care!
The reason why he is so polite to this young woman is not because of the same kind of friendship. A small cultivator that’s all of Nascent Soul Stage, for others, he won’t even look at it. But this young woman is different!
Legend has it that she is a woman of real power elders in the Netherworld Ancient Cult. This time I came here. It seems to be a tourist in the mountains, but in reality, it is the identity of the elders who came here to supervise. Therefore, the thin man does not dare to disrespect her. But his status is not low in the Netherworld Ancient Cult, and he is still a red man in front of another real-powered elder. Therefore, there is no need to have any flattering performance on this young woman.
At this time, the space at the entrance to the ruins was suddenly displayed.
The young woman said with some excitement: “Someone is out!”
The skinny man and other people’s faces showed a bit of surprise. The thin man’s face showed a strange color and murmured: “How come out so soon?”
from their perspective. Those Loose Cultivators who entered can be quick to come out after three days. Those Loose Cultivators, since they dare to go in, come to some extent. Already is to put the life and death out of the way. With the greed of those people, if you don’t turn over the places you can turn over, how can you leave easily?
“Is it a fear of death?” said a Netherworld Ancient Cult Disciple next to the thin man.
“It shouldn’t be.” Another Netherworld Ancient Cult said: “There must be good things in this ruin, and those Loose Cultivators have never seen the world, and don’t dig through the place.” It must be reluctant to come!”
“Not bad.” The thin man nodded and then stared at the exit.
The exits of the ruins are constantly expanding, like the calm lakes blown by the wind, and the ripples are more and more obvious. Finally, a figure that was a little thin but very tall and straight, came out from there.
The young woman’s eyes looked at the man with a glimpse of it, and there was a glimmer of light in the depths of his eyes, his cheeks reddish, thought: a handsome young man!
The thin man and the other were all staring at Chu Mo. A disciple next to him went straight up and looked at Chu Mo and said, “Yes, it’s coming out so soon? What’s the harvest?”
Chu Mo shook his head: “There is nothing to gain, and it is not fun at all.”
“…” The disciple of Netherworld Ancient Cult immediately squinted and looked at Chu Mo: “Fun?”
“Yeah!” Chu Mo looked affirmatively: “The inside is too dangerous, those people are dead, not fun, I am afraid of death, I will come out.”
“All dead?” The thin man was stunned and his face showed a regrettable expression. Although it was expected that this result might occur before, it is inevitably disappointing. Immediately there was some swaying hand: “Forget it, check his Storage Ring. If it’s okay, let him leave here.”
The thin man said, and turned away with a depressed face, no interest to stay here for a while, even the young woman he was too lazy to say hello, anyway, nothing happened.
The thin-skinned man left here, the Netherworld Ancient Cult Disciple directly colded his face, looked at Chu Mo high, and looked disgusted: “Open your Storage Ring, you can get out of the way after checking!” I can’t help but say, “It’s a waste…”
Chu Mo’s voice flashed and didn’t say anything, just open the Storage Ring directly.
The disciple of Netherworld Ancient Cult glanced at the whisper of the test of the perineum: “Do you dare to lie?”
“Lie?” Chu Mo gave a slight glimpse, and immediately looked at the unabashed greed in the eyes of the disciple of the Netherworld Ancient Cult, and suddenly understood. Said faintly: “I didn’t lie.”
“Don’t dare say no lying? When you go in, there is only one ruined medicinal ingredients in the ring. What are these things going on now?” Netherworld Ancient Cult disciple coldly looked at Chu Mo.
Chu Mo was dumbfounded, and the things in this ring, he didn’t really take it seriously. Some of the things that are not very good for Grade. Normally, a Netherworld Ancient Cult Disciple should also be inconspicuous. I don’t know why, this seems to have taken over the mind.
“There was a registration before going in.” Chu Mo calmly looked at the Netherworld Ancient Cult disciple.
“Registration?” The Netherworld Ancient Cult disciple took the registration book directly from the other person’s hand and smashed it a few times. Then raise your hand… The pieces of shredded paper are like butterflies, flying all over the sky.
“Now it’s gone,” said the disciple of Netherworld Ancient Cult. (To be continued~^~)
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