Chapter 1293

"Tang Lichuan, you..."

Mo Po's voice heard Tang Lichuan's answer, regardless of their life and death, and glared angrily. He also felt that Tang Lichuan's heroic youth was such a selfish person.

"What am I? Before I came here, we had a word in advance. Each of us should take care of his own life. Tang has no obligation to be responsible for other people's lives!"

Tang Lichuan looked at each other disapprovingly and snorted coldly. Before entering the cave, the two sides had already agreed that they were conceited about life and death. Tang Lichuan did not promise to protect anyone's safety, nor did he agree to help them when they were in trouble.

They overestimated their own strength and thought that entering with the most elite team was enough to protect themselves. Now they can only blame themselves for being caught by strange people beyond their expectations. Why should Tang Lichuan be saved?

Then he looked at the shadow of Kunwu, the divine craftsman, and said loudly: "Your strength is indeed higher than ours, and may exceed more than one or two major levels, but even if you don't raise your bottom, I can see that you have run out of oil and light, and you don't have much strength left! You can trap these people, but you may not be able to trap Tang. Your threat of sexual life is not a threat to me. Why should I listen to you?"

Seeing that Taoist Lu, Mo Pengsheng and others glared at each other, Tang Lichuan just sneered at himself: "You have great strength, but don't underestimate Tang's vision. Now your sword is not a great threat to me. As long as you leave here, you will have no way to take me! On the contrary, you can help you forge this sword. You can kill us all by the power of the sword alone. You say, what reason do I have to create an incomparable trouble for myself?"

Although Tang Lichuan's words are very reasonable, he really has no obligation to help them, but Tang Lichuan obviously can help, but he chose to stand idly by. Taoist Lu is full of bad feelings.

It was not until Tang Lichuan said this that they suddenly woke up. The craftsman Kun Wu said that the divine weapon cast had not been completed. Tang Lichuan still had the ability to protect himself. If he promised the other party's conditions to provide Kunpeng cold air and wait for the divine sword to be cast, even he was in danger of falling down. So it seems that he really had no reason to help.

"Hum, cunning boy, don't you want to ask for benefits after talking for a long time?"

Kunwu, the craftsman, snorted and saw through Tang Lichuan's abacus.

"Master, you are really wise! People die for money. Birds die for food. Since Tang wants to take risks, of course, he must have a return that interests me! What does other people's lives have to do with me? I only ask what benefits I have!"

Tang Lichuan admitted that he didn't know these people very well. Although in order to borrow the array mage from them, it doesn't mean that he will make profits to these people.

Now, only he himself is qualified to talk to Kunwu, the divine craftsman. Naturally, only he is qualified to accept this benefit.

"Oh, do you think you have a chip to threaten us with the cold of Kunpeng? In the past, your cold of Kunpeng didn't come into my eyes..."

Before Kunwu, the divine craftsman, finished his sneer, Tang Lichuan interrupted loudly: "unfortunately, this time is different from the past! Sir, compared with these glorious years, I hope you can talk to me directly!"

"You're still a jerk! But you know it doesn't matter whether the sword is completed or not. Looking at the magic weapon forged by this seat, even if it is completed, it's only inferior. You don't want to waste so many years of painstaking efforts to complete this sword. Do you really think you have grasped the handle of this seat?"

Kunwu, the craftsman, didn't seem to want to be led by Tang Lichuan. He just put on an indifferent attitude and said this.

"Elder, have you decided not to cooperate with the boy? Then there's nothing to say. Goodbye!"

Tang Lichuan chuckled. Leighton, the God of destruction, turned into a silk thread and shot around his body. The feeling of being imprisoned by the other party's perception dissipated in an instant.

As soon as his right hand sank, a blue thing had fallen into his hand.

"That's... Instant star instrument! This boy really has the ability to escape from here, damn it!"

Mo Po's voice saw the things in Tang Lichuan's hand, and his face changed violently. If Tang Lichuan escaped from here, the divine craftsman Kun Wu would kill them to vent their anger. However, no matter how they struggled and suppressed their perceptual imprisonment, they never relaxed. Tang Lichuan could break free, but they had no way.

"Slow down! What's your hurry... Just, who makes me hate the most in my life is to give up halfway. Well, as long as you help me finish this sword, I'll give it to you!"

Seeing that Tang Lichuan broke free from his imprisonment and left without being blinded by interests, Kunwu, the divine craftsman, suddenly panicked and hurriedly stopped Tang Lichuan.

"Hmm? You gave us this sword?"

Hearing the conditions offered by the other party, Tang Lichuan's transmission really stopped, squinting at the red fire sword in the lava, half believing and half doubting.

"This sword was originally made for the divine heavenly pulse, but the divine heavenly pulse has changed dramatically, which has caused us to be trapped here for countless years. Why do we have to leave this sword to the divine heavenly pulse? Don't talk nonsense. We have promised you the benefits, and you won't give the cold of Kunpeng!"

Kunwu, the divine craftsman, began to get impatient, and his promise was just empty words. He didn't mean to make any contract at all. Whether to believe his words or not depends entirely on Tang Lichuan's own judgment.

"There's no reason why Tang shouldn't believe you... However, somehow, when Tang saw his predecessor, he knew that he was the kind of person who did what he said. Kunpeng cold boy should give it to him with both hands, but can you please release these people's imprisonment first?"

Tang Lichuan's boasting for a long time is not for no reason. He Lian's fearless and Mo Penny's voice don't earn money. At least the divine craftsman Kun Wu really broke the contract. He didn't get nothing.

"Smelly boy, the calculation is very smart..."

Kunwu, the divine craftsman, laughed secretly. Then he didn't know how to act. Mo pole said that the imprisonment of the people was lifted immediately.

"You guys stay and go. No one is allowed to go until the sword is forged!"

The man was released, but he was not allowed to leave. Hearing the low drink of the divine craftsman Kun Wu, He Lian was fearless. Several people knew that there was no way to resist, so he had to stand next to him.

"Hum, who dares to disturb me when I cast the sword? I will let him never surpass... Boy, how to release the cold of Kunpeng when I cast the sword? Listen to my orders and start!"

The voice fell, and the magma in the whole furnace suddenly rolled up. Only the lava under the fiery red sword spun. In a moment, the sword was separated from the lava and suspended in the air. The protective cover maintained by the divine craftsman Kun Wu suddenly closed, and the flame in the sword body suddenly dispersed like a hot sun