Jiang Hao also opened his eyes at daybreak. After several battles, he broke some seals. Then he got up and went into a yard.
"Are you ready to practice?" Xiuwen glanced at him. He was speechless about Jiang Hao's behavior of living beside him, especially when the other party was protecting himself.
Jiang Hao smiles and says, "it's OK."
It's really a nutrient free answer. Xiuwen turned a big white eye.
"You don't have enough materials. You can see a lot of them, but you can only refine them a little bit. It's not enough to make a blade." Xiuwen looked at the accumulated materials, which were collected by Jiang haoxun for such a long time.
Jiang Hao also sighed. It was very fast when the damage was made, and it was so difficult to repair it.
"I'll think about it again." Jiang Hao said.
Xiuwen said, and there was no other communication between them. Jiang Hao left here.
Today, he is going to the city Lord's house. He wants to see what impact the death of the master's book has on the city Lord's house. He also wants to see what the final result of his hard-working performance of a play is.
Soon he came to the city Lord's house, and suddenly found out that it was wrong.
The guard who used to stand at the door has disappeared. The spirit inside is rolling. It is obvious that many people are fighting.
Jiang Hao rushed in and met a man. At this time, he ran out in a hurry. A friar was still chasing him. He saw Jiang Hao and called out in a hurry.
"Ginger head, help me!"
Jiang Hao looked and found that he knew this man. He was a great craftsman in the weapons Pavilion.
"What's going on?" As soon as he waved his hand, his aura knocked down the monk who was no more than Bigu to the ground.
At this time, the talent stopped and gasped after contacting the danger. Jiang Hao noticed that he was holding something in his arms.
Noticing Jiang Hao's eyes, the man said, "Jiang tou, I didn't steal it. Everyone is taking it."
"This morning, the news suddenly came that the city Lord disappeared, and the whole city Lord's house was in chaos. Everyone was robbing, especially those newly recruited friars who killed people and robbed things madly."
How could the consequences be so serious? He did not expect that the death of a master directly scared away the city Lord. As for whether he was arrested or ran away, Jiang Hao did not know, but an idea suddenly arose in his heart.
At this time, Jiang Hao said, "where are you going now?"
The master craftsman had no choice but to say, "it's chaotic here. My accomplishments are not high. I only know how to make tools and tools. I'm going to find a small sect or a small force."
"If I give you a chance to stay here, will you?" Jiang Hao said.
The great craftsman was stunned, and then said with great joy, "naturally, I would not leave my hometown if I had the opportunity, but..."
"Do you believe me?" Jiang Hao looks at him.
This time, the master craftsman did not hesitate to directly say: "Ginger head, brothers believe you."
Hearing this, Jiang Hao was very satisfied, and he was more confident. He patted the craftsman on the shoulder and said, "then you go back, first gather the brothers together, and then wait for my order. Then we will decide the city Lord's house."
The great craftsman quickly threw away the things in his hands, clasped his hands and said, "I'd like to be sent."
Jiang Hao also entered the city Lord's house, where there were fighting and howling.
If there are people he has seen, he will surely help, and if he calls for help, he will be saved. Therefore, more and more people know him.
The original chief newcomer of the weapons Pavilion.
In fact, at this time, most of the monks with higher accomplishments had already left, because they had basically got all the things they could get, so they left early.
Of course, there are still a small part of it, mostly because of greed or knowing the news too late.
Jiang Hao's target is the city Lord's residence in the city Lord's mansion.
Then just came to the neighborhood, heard bursts of whistling, a flying sword stabbed several people.
There was also a monk's roar, "these are all mine. Whoever steals them will die!"
Flying sword found Jiang Hao and stabbed him.
Jiang Hao snorted coldly. How dare a friar of purple mansion dare to be presumptuous here? He hit the flying sword with a hard blow, and was directly smashed. The flying sword is usually connected with the master's mind.
Friar Feijian found Jiang Hao here and rushed over.
Jiang Hao at this time and last night is not the same, although has been sealed, but at least the state of recovery.
"Looking for death!" The friar of flying sword made a resolution.
The whole body of the flying sword turns red and overflows with red light. It attacks Jiang Hao again.
"You are the man last night! You're not dead! " Just then, the friar of flying sword suddenly said, he found something wrong.
Jiang Hao smile, eyes a stare, facing the flying sword, he opened his mouth, a flame rushed out, the fire of the original God!
There are a little blue flame in the flame, which appears and disappears from time to time, and there are many unprofessional fires in it.Flying sword fell to the ground! The friar of flying sword spat out a mouthful of blood and then dispelled it.
Jiang Hao slowly breathed a sigh of relief, in order to kill the man as soon as possible, he put his own strength of the original God, especially at this time, it was not a small damage to him.
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