This pillow came so suddenly that Yun Hao was caught off guard. If he had a weapon, how could he be reduced to two thugs when he was fighting against mandrill.
Now with this thing, if you see the mandrill again, Yun Hao is confident that he will kill that family in three rounds.
Subconsciously, Yun Hao has taken the thing in front of him as his own. Since the guy opposite has taken it out, whether he wants it or not, he can't take it back.
In the underworld, he used the white bone saber most, so he was very familiar with and loved this weapon.
There is no way. This weapon is too fragrant. Every part of it is just right. No matter where it is, Yunhao is comfortable to use.
Unfortunately, there is no higher version of such a weapon, so at the beginning of the war, Xiaobai's twelve generals had different weapons.
"What do you want to trade with me?" Asked Yun Hao.
The peddler was a little surprised to see that Yun Hao was very satisfied. He knew that the weapon came from a white bone monster that suddenly appeared. At that time, he wasted a lot of energy to kill that guy.
The white bone saber is the spoils of war, but it's a pity that no one can use it at all, and it finally fell on the merchant.
This time he wanted to take it out and try it, but he was really liked by the other party.
"If you don't try it, you will pay for it." Peddler's road.
Yunhao doesn't care about the cost at all. Their so-called cost is not on the table in front of him.
"I won't pay for this. You'd better talk about your conditions." Yunhao road.
The momentum of the goods man directly Leng for a while, he is the first time to see such a guy, and then he helplessly looked at the people in front of him.
"Well," the peddler didn't insist, "I need to show up in Yuancheng nine days later and help a man named Wang Luo."
Cloud Hao how also didn't arrive first, meeting is like this unfold, afterward he ponders looking at the person in front of him: "regarding this condition you are serious."
The peddler looks at Yun Hao suspiciously. He suspects that he has missed something, but he can't think of it, because the guy in front of him is far beyond the scope he can observe.
The thinking salesman nodded: "yes, that's it. If you do it, it's yours."
Yunhao directly picked up two things and handed huoyun cloth to Baiqing, asking him to help him bandage it.
His right hand directly began to wave the long sword in his hand. He still felt familiar with it. There was no other change. Looking at the sword in his hand, Yun Hao thought of a problem.
Then he turned to the peddler. The peddler couldn't help but take two steps back. He felt as if he had been targeted by something terrible.
"If you need anything else, tell me. I'll buy it now." Peddler's road.
Yunhao with a sword and Yunhao with empty hands are two different guys. In the face of Yunhao with a sword, the peddler subconsciously uses your name.
It seems that his body is much lower than the person in front of him, otherwise he would not have said such a thing.
Yunhao looked at his knife and said with a smile, "don't be nervous. I just want to ask you to find a scabbard. If you only have a knife, how can I hold it?"
The peddler went to look for something with a smile, took out a white scabbard and sent it up respectfully.
Bai Qing on the other side also silently wrapped up the huoyun cloth. Yunhao first looked at his left hand, and his black and red alternating arms were very good to see.
Yunhao tried two exercises. It's really useful. This crystallized arm is almost the same as the intact arm, and it has absolute hardness. It's really OK.
Then he picked up another thing and put the sword into the scabbard. It was specially made of white jade. It seems to be valuable. Now it belongs to him.
Yun Hao, who had packed his things, looked at the delivery man and asked, "don't you worry that I will leave with my things? Anyway, it's already in my hands. When I run away, what will you do? "
The peddler was startled by Yun Hao's eyes. Later, he put down his heart, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said with a smile, "I believe it will pass. After all, you are predestined with this thing. If you don't go, you won't get this treasure."
Yunhao does not believe in fate. Although the meeting between him and his little partner is fate, there is a kind of inevitability in it.
"Are you sure?" Yun Hao said slowly.
The cold sweat that the peddler had wiped out could not help coming out at one time. This aura is not what ordinary martial arts can have.
The last time he saw this kind of aura, he was an old man who had experienced many killing scenes. Now when he saw it again, he was reminded of some bad things.
"Some things, he is like this, the more you don't want to go in the past, you have to go in the end." Peddler's road.Yun Hao nods and leaves with Bai Qing.
The peddler looked at the two people who left. They were speechless and cried out, "you've gone wrong. At that time, you can rest assured."
Yunhao did not think that he would go wrong, because some things affected his attention.
Then he turned around with a smile, and with Bai Qing, who had already taken the jade pendant, he went in the same direction.
"I'm sorry. I've had a long rest here. I've forgotten where I came from." Yun Hao said with a smile.
The peddler was speechless for a while, and the master image created by the other party had disappeared at the moment of his hand.
Looking at Yun Hao slowly disappearing in front of him, the man took a long breath. This thing can be regarded as sending away. If he doesn't leave again, he will be tossed to death.
Then he looked to the direction of the original city and worried: "I don't know if I will change the result if I bring such a guy into the game."
Just when he said that, he coughed up a mouthful of blood directly. He looked at the visceral fragments in his palm in surprise, and looked at the direction of Yunhao's departure with a face of disbelief.
What kind of guy do you want to pull in? If you just give me some guidance, there will be such a price. If you pull this guy in by force, I'm afraid you will die on the spot.
Then, as if nothing had happened, the black man washed the blood off his hands, buried the blood on the ground with dust, cleaned up his things and set out in another direction.
On the other hand, Bai Qing walked absently, thinking about her life experience, where she came from, and how her parents died at the beginning.
What's the relationship between Nanchuan and himself, and what should he do.
When she looked up at the guy with black cloth wrapped around her arm and a long knife hanging around her waist, she immediately felt a lot more at ease. No matter what, just walk and have a look.