Devil Seeds

Chapter 608 It's too small, the layout is too small

The Yuanshen who ran past Ke Xiaoliang was short and thin, and looked less than a foot tall. If one didn't identify him carefully, it would be easy to judge him as a Yuanying.

Such a short, low-energy soul, but such self-confidence for granted.

Dazzled by his self-confidence, Ke Xiaoliang relaxed his steps a little.

Among the crowd, there was a tall primordial spirit glowing with blue-golden light, with eight arms and two heads, complete with robes and instruments, holding a black sword, showing off to the surroundings.

"My sword has nothing to say about its quality. The biggest feature is that it is sharp, sharp... and it's damn sharp!"

"As long as your skill is strong enough, as long as your sword is fast enough and you hold it in your hand, there is nothing that cannot be cut or split."

"And now... the question I want to ask is, if I give the sword to any of you, will you be willing to use it for me and obey me?"

When this person spoke, a monument suddenly rose above his head.

There are some strange characters on the stele, which are ancient and jerky, making it difficult to understand.

Many primordial spirits who were watching the excitement chewed up the 'willing' that came to their lips and swallowed it back.

One of them sneered and said, "Are you just playing word games for us? Do we seem to be so easily fooled?"

"If you want to be an empty-handed white wolf, you don't even look at where this place is. Which one of us silver is not well-informed?"

"Look at your discoloration, go back and practice again!"

There was an echoing voice all around.

But Ke Xiaoliang walked up to the short but confident Yuanshen, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Go! Promise."

The short Yuanshen turned his head, looked at Ke Xiaoliang with dissatisfaction, and said, "You are trusting me! I, Yi Zhidiao, can be fooled so easily?"

Ke Xiaoliang said: "Brother! It's too small! The structure is too small! He can use if to ask questions, but you can't use if to answer?"

"Even if it is a contract like the Word Spirit, it must follow the complete contract rules. The magic weapon that can force certain unequal treaties is definitely not in this shape. It should look like a sword, a knife, a hammer or something."

The short primordial spirit's eyes lit up, and he immediately felt that it made sense.

But he asked Ke Xiaoliang alertly: "Since you thought about it, why didn't you go by yourself?"

"How can I be as handsome as you? I don't deserve such a good sword!" Ke Xiaoliang said.

Hearing this, Yi Zhideng immediately agreed with this statement, and nodded his head: "You are very honest, I like it very much! Give you a chance, tell me your name, I will accept you as my younger brother, and in the future I will become the emperor of the immortals, you are The rolling shutter general under my command!"

Ke Xiaoliang said: "You're welcome! I don't deserve it!"

Yi Zhideng wanted to persuade him again, but Ke Xiaoliang said in advance: "You'd better hurry up, otherwise others will understand."

Yi Zhideng immediately jumped up high, stepped on a cloud with difficulty, and then said: "If you give me the sword, then I will promise you."

After saying this sentence, Yi Zhideng suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The primordial spirit, who was holding the sword and waiting for the wisher to take the bait, looked at Yi Zhidiao with a very obvious expression of disgust on his face.

Although Yi Zhideng's answer hit the point, I'm sorry... this is not the fish he wanted.

However, Yi Zhideng's answer directly ignited the inspiration of many people.

Immediately, someone followed up and replied: "If what you said is just a hypothetical, then I will agree to your conditions. Please give me the sword, and I will obey you."

"If I get the sword, then I'll pretend to be at your beck and call."

"If I do your bidding, will you give me the sword?"

"You give me the sword, and I'll give you a fake crutch!"

All kinds of messy words and sentences began to challenge the bottom line of the Chinese teacher.

But Yuanshen, holding the sword high, stared at Ke Xiaoliang in the crowd, waiting for his answer.

"Hello!"

"Everyone has answered your question, who do you give this sword to, there is a promise!"

"You don't want to renege on your debt, do you! No one is so stupid, thinking that if you can't do anything in the city, the big guy can't do anything about him!" The surrounding crowd began to boo.

Whether the sword can be obtained is luck and skill.

But if you dare to play tricks... you must pay the price.

The Primordial Spirit cultivator holding a sword saw that Ke Xiaoliang was still silent.

He could only take the initiative to come over, holding the sword in both hands, swinging it in front of Ke Xiaoliang's eyes.

Then he asked: "You answered very well!"

"This sword is yours!"

This turning point is very blunt.

There was an uproar around.

Ke Xiaoliang didn't take the sword either, waiting for the primordial spirit to explain.

"I said it was a fake, so the standard answer to this question is all false. No answer is true."

"So, this sword belongs here, the only friend who didn't answer."

This primordial spirit's explanation is not only far-fetched, it is simply a perfect level of fooling.

A large number of people around protested loudly, but to no avail.

This is inside the city, and if you do anything, you will be kicked out of the city.

Single beep, no hands, who is afraid of whom?

"He's my little brother!"

"What's his is mine!"

"So... why don't you just give it to me!" Yi Zhideng jumped up again, reaching out to grab the sword.

The pitch-black sword looks ordinary, simple, and ordinary. No matter in shape or aura, it is like an ordinary weapon in the world.

But those present, there are not many with average eyesight.

Even if you have no eyesight, you can peek with the eyes of the primordial spirit.

You can also see the evil spirit of this sword, which is like a vast ocean, and the sharp breath that seems to tear everything apart.

Yi Zhideng reached out to grab the sword.

The Yuanshen holding the sword did not fight back, but only touched the inspiration of the sword itself.

Surrounded by sword energy, Yi Zhideng's palm was cut into several big holes.

The golden primordial spirit jade liquid dripped from Yi Zhideng's palm.

Yi Zhideng quickly covered the wound with his mouth, and stared at the Yuanshen holding the sword with wide eyes, as if he was extremely wronged.

Ke Xiaoliang still did not receive the sword at this moment.

Instead, he said: "I, Ma Yuantao, have never been rewarded for meritorious service. The sword is very good, and I want it very much, but if I am so ashamed to receive it, I will not be able to understand the sword."

There was a sneer all around immediately.

People are not so easy to set up.

It is not a one-time achievement.

These guys present are all human beings who have lived for many years. How can they believe that the state shown by a person is the truth with just a few words?

Ke Xiaoliang put down such a sentence, but turned around and left.

He walked crisply.

Starting from his nature, he really has no idea about this sword.

"Wait! This sword is for you, as long as you do one thing for me!"

"If you do it, it will be written off!" Na Yuanshen shouted at Ke Xiaoliang.

He said that on purpose in public.

Ke Xiaoliang continued to walk forward without looking back.

"You do not dare?"

"Because my condition is related to Baotong Realm, you just escaped from Baotong Realm, so...you dare not?" Na Yuanshen prodded with words.

A smile flashed across Ke Xiaoliang's eyes, but he turned around.

Then he walked towards the primordial spirit with strides.

Then... he took off the sword he was holding in his hand.