Chapter 934

"well, since the Lord Mo is going to do it himself, I have nothing to say. I will approve the money."

There was no expression on the elder's face, but he sighed in his heart.

I hope you can succeed!

According to master Mo's plan, using three five-star killers can theoretically be successful.

But the elder also said an important phenomenon at the meeting.

Zhang Xing, a teenager, you can never understand.

The stronger you are, the stronger he is. The harder you are, the more ruthless he is!

Just like Zhang Xing, when he comes to the critical moment, he can always turn defeat into victory and always surprise people.

Some people in the river and lake call him the God of killing. His reputation has surpassed the whole organization of the killer group.

The great elder thinks that the title of the God of killing is too ordinary, not as appropriate as the legend.

Zhang Xing is a legend!

I don't know if the six-star warrior, the Lord of Mo, will succeed.

The elder also wants him to succeed.

However, if a 10-year-old legend was so easy to kill, he would not have grown to this day, and there would be no legend.

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When Zhang Xing and his four men came to Shuangfu Empire, it was February 2 of the same year, and he was 11 years old.

Similarly, this birthday or he alone spent under the moon, did not tell others.

Dongfang Zhaoyang left home at the age of 40. In a twinkling of an eye, 120 years later, he set foot on the land of his hometown again. His mood could not help but get excited.

Every time they pass a city, Dongfang Zhaoyang will introduce the history of the city to Zhang Xing.

Of course, many cities have changed their appearance.

Dongfang Zhaoyang can only look at it with strange eyes, silent.

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And those super large cities still retain the buildings in the center of the city.

In Shuangfu Empire, few people used gold coins. Most of them used inferior crystal stones for shopping and trading.

Now Zhang Xing's lower grade crystal in his pocket has reached five million pieces.

If not for the fact that Dongfang Chengye had just become emperor and needed crystal stones, he could empty the treasures of the imperial palace.

He only took a part of the crystal stones in the treasure house of Wanren mountain. After all, he had been a big elder for several months, and he was also the leader of the alliance.

The things in the treasure house are equivalent to your own, and you can't take them all.

Five million low-grade crystal should be enough to spend. It can't be said to be a figure of the level of Shenhao, but it can also be regarded as a rich man.

Seeing all kinds of food, drink and clothes on the street, Dongfang Wang is a man and behaves well.

But Oriental Biying can't calm down. He is a woman after all, especially in front of his ancestors, showing the true nature of a small woman.

"Wow! What is so fragrant? "

Oriental Biying sniffs her nose and looks at a shop with simple and elegant decoration.

"This beautiful lady, this is the city's famous food, roast sweet potato."

The shop boy shows a professional smile on his face and beckons to introduce him from afar.

"How much is it?"

Oriental Biying asked with her mouth pattering.

"A piece of inferior crystal, one." Shop assistant.

"What? So expensive? In my home, a piece of inferior crystal can eat a table of banquet. If you are a local thing, you can sell a piece of inferior crystal stone. Why don't you rob it? "

Oriental Biying pouts her lips, and she has some resentful ways.

"Ma'am, this sweet potato is grown in the herb garden. It can only be eaten at this time of year. After this period of time, it will be next year."

The bartender's eyes showed obvious contempt, and the tone was not so friendly.

"Waiter, give us four."

Zhang Xing took out four inferior crystal stones from his arms and threw them away. The bartender's attitude immediately became enthusiastic.