All-Attribute Martial Dao

Wang Teng didn't want to explain anything, but there was a flash of light in his mind and he changed his mind.

He changed his whole body for a while, returning to his human appearance.

But this is not his real face, but another look, and his ears have become a bit pointed, very similar to the appearance of these mixed races.

Seeing his strange appearance, Zi Ye flashed a trace of confusion in his eyes, wondering what he was going to do.

Wang Tengchong winked at her. Regardless of whether she knew what she meant, she turned her head and said to the mixed-race old man: "What about this?"

"You, you..." The mixed-race old man looked at him in shock, unable to say a word.

"Viscount Snow has been killed by the two of us. The reason why I pretended to be him is because I had a bold idea." Wang Teng said mysteriously.

"No, if you are not Viscount Snow, how can you have the confusing skills of the blood race?" The mixed-race old man still didn't believe it, his eyes flashed, and sneered: "You don't want to lie to me, no matter what conspiracy you have, I am definitely not. I'll be fooled."

"This is naturally because I have half of the bloodline." Wang Teng said flatly.

"Half blood" the mixed-race old man was taken aback, frowned and said: "Why do you make me believe you?"

"You are in my hands. Life and death are all my words. Why should I make you believe me?" Wang Teng said coldly.

As he spoke, he changed back to Viscount Snow's appearance, and then turned to Ziye and said, "How about killing this old man directly? It's too much trouble!"

Zi Ye was taken aback for a moment, looked at the old man, then looked at him, nodded and said, "Okay!"

"Really good!" Wang Teng touched her head, then his eyes suddenly became extremely dangerous.

"..." The mixed-race old man.

Thanks to him, he came to save this little girl!

The mixed-race old man regretted once again, he shouldn't have come!

Wang Teng took the magic fault out and compared it twice on the neck of the mixed-race old man, as if he was ready to find a good place to start.

Drops of cold sweat dripped from the mixed-race old man's forehead, and he quickly shouted:

"Etc., etc!"

"Do you have any last words?" Wang Teng asked pretendingly, but he did not let go of the magic fault in his hand.

The mixed-race old man glanced at the giant weapon on his neck, swallowed unconsciously, and said, "What about that, if you have something to say, actually...I believe it!"

"..." Wang Teng looked at him speechlessly.

The old man was so quick that he didn't feel any sense of accomplishment at all.

Xiao Ziye tilted his head and looked at the old man curiously, wondering why he changed so quickly.

The mixed-race old man was a little embarrassed by her, and his old face was faintly hot. Fortunately, his complexion was so dark that he couldn't see it at all.

"You don't pretend to believe me, and then when I let you go, you can run away." Wang Teng suspiciously.

"You can keep me by your side, and believe that with your strength, I can't escape either." The mixed-race old man said helplessly.

"I believe you for the time being." Wang Teng withdrew his mental power.

The mixed-race old man suddenly felt his body loosen, and the invisible force suddenly disappeared. He glanced at Wang Teng in surprise, then lowered his head, showing a faint smile.

Wang Teng palmed his hand, and a jade bottle appeared in his hand, and a jet of black medicine was lying quietly in it.

This is the poison pill he refined when he has nothing to do. He thought it was just for fun, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

"Take it, eat it!" Wang Teng said with a smile.

The mixed-race old man looked at the dark pill in his hand, his brows twitched.

At first glance, this medicinal pill knew that it was not a serious pill!

But people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Facing Wang Teng's smiling face, he felt a chill inexplicably.

He knew that if he didn't eat this pill, the Viscount "Snow" in front of him would probably not let him go so easily.

After the mixed-race old man swallowed the pitch-black pill, Wang Teng nodded in satisfaction, patted his shoulder, and said with earnestness: "This pill is made by me with several highly toxic substances. It is of great value. Ah, using it on you shows that I value you seriously."

"..." There is an MMP in the heart of the mixed-race old man, who can't say it. On the surface, he can only show a flattering expression. It can be said to be extremely aggrieved: "My lord, I wonder if you have any orders?"

Wang Teng turned around and sat down on the sofa, beckoned to Zi Ye, let her sit next to him, and then faintly asked: "I want you to help me find out about the towns with spatial cracks around them."

"Space crack!?" The mixed-race old man couldn't help but stunned. He didn't know what Wang Teng was going to do. He glanced at him carefully and said, "My lord, this is a very confidential matter. I'm afraid...it's hard to ask."

"Huh?" Wang Teng let out a cold nose.

"I'll inquire, I'll inquire, I know the mixed races in all towns, and I can definitely inquire about some news." The mixed race old man responded quickly with a heartbeat.

"That's right." A smile appeared on Wang Teng's face, and he waved his hand: "Go!"

"Oh, by the way, remember to come back to me once in seven days, otherwise... You will die very miserably without the antidote."

The mixed-race old man was shocked all over, thinking about the consequences, he couldn't help feeling numb in his scalp.

He saluted Wang Teng and turned around to leave.

When he reached the window sill, he turned his head and asked cautiously: "My lord, are you really a mixed race?"

"Otherwise, what do you think?" Wang Teng smiled meaningfully.

"I see!"

The mixed-race old man nodded, jumped off the window sill, and disappeared into the night.

"What did he understand?" Wang Teng wondered a little confused.

Zi Ye poked her head out of the window sill curiously and looked at the direction where he disappeared, but she couldn't see anything.

"Do you want to go with him?" Wang Teng walked over, stood beside her, and asked.

"Um..." Zi Ye thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't want to!"

"Why?" Wang Teng asked in surprise.

"He is too weak!" Zi Ye replied seriously.

"Hey, you little kid is a ghost." Wang Teng knocked her head and laughed.

...

At this time, the mixed-race old man shuttled through the gloomy streets, turning into a shadow in the dark, erratic, very concealed, and extremely fast, which was obviously some kind of concealment method.

Soon, he came to a remote corner of Greystone Town, looked around, made sure that no one was following, and he was relieved.

Then he walked to a house and knocked on the door rhythmically.

The door opened a gap, and a glance was cast out. After seeing the mixed-race old man, he let him in: "Rodney, you are back, haven't you rescued the little girl?"

"Well, I missed it!" The mixed-race old man Rodney walked into the house and nodded solemnly.

There were a lot of people in the house, and at first glance, they were all mixed races.

The door just opened was a mixed race who looked like a middle-aged woman, and asked anxiously: "What happened?"

"That Viscount Snow is not easy," Rodney said.

"According to the news we have heard, that Viscount Snow is lustful and incompetent. Although he has reached the 7-star warrior level, he has no combat power. How could it be simple? Did you make a mistake?" A middle-aged woman of mixed blood. Kind of suspiciously.

"That Viscount Snow was dropped." Rodney smiled bitterly.

"Ah!" everyone in the room exclaimed after hearing this.

"How is it possible!?" The mixed race of the middle-aged woman looked incredulous.

Rodney didn't conceal it, and recounted what had just happened, and then sat down dullly.

After listening, everyone fell into silence.

"You said that Viscount Snow was pretending to be our mixed race?" The mixed race of middle-aged woman reconfirmed.

"You've asked it several times, and I have seen it with my own eyes. Is there anything wrong?" Rodney said impatiently.

The middle-aged woman-like mixed race was a little embarrassed, but still frowned and said: "But when did our mixed race appear such a powerful and mysterious existence? It's really incredible. If we can pull him into our camp, it would be great! "

"Maybe you can fight for it." Rodney said thoughtfully: "With his attitude towards that little girl, this person is somewhat credible."

"He wants to find a town with space cracks, then we will help him find and see what he wants to do."

The others hesitated, and then acquiesced to Rodney's decision.

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