Huadu Beauty Hunter

Chapter 368: Living Gu Refining

After Judge Bai's flesh and blood soul was eaten by the little centipede, the little centipede crawled out from a pool of blood on the ground. It was only half the length of a chopstick at first, but now it is half as long as a chopstick.

The size has also become larger, and the color has become more eerie...

At first, the color of the little centipede's body was light yellow, but now its color is dark red. Lan Yinuo waved his hand and said: "Good baby, come here!"

The little centipede slowly crawled towards Lan Yinuo, crawling up Lan Yinuo's trouser legs...

Finally, the little centipede climbed onto Lan Yinuo's palm.

Lan Yinuo said: "Have you eaten enough today?"

The little centipede seemed to understand Lan Yinuo's words, circling in the palm of Lan Yinuo's hand...

"Well, I know you haven't eaten enough. Next time you meet a suitable person, I will let you eat again!" Lan Yinuo was like a mother who deeply loves her children, her tone was very gentle, and her hand was still on the little centipede's head.

Touching the body gently, the movements are also very gentle...

Lan Yinuo's action seemed nothing to Yang Hao, but to Xie Lingjia, Lan Yinuo's words seemed particularly weird. In the eyes of the old knife seller, they looked very scary...

A beautiful girl killed a man with good martial arts skills with a centipede. The centipede also ate the man's flesh and soul. Although the old man selling the knife could tell at a glance that it was a witchcraft, he also said

I couldn't help but feel surprised. This picture was so surprising...

This was the first time that the old knife seller saw someone using a living person to refine witchcraft on the spot!

Lan Yinuo put the centipede in her calico pocket, and she was very happy.

Of course Lan Yinuo is happy, because she used Judge Bai to make centipedes today. It is the best for martial arts masters like Judge Bai to make witchcraft. Unfortunately, Lan Yinuo still cannot kill innocent people indiscriminately under normal circumstances. She will not follow suit casually.

She just kills people to refine witchcraft, and she becomes a female devil...

And Judge Bai brought all the blame on himself. In the Cave Heaven Realm, no one will care if Judge Bai is killed. Here he relies on his own strength to speak. If you are not strong enough and still go around arrogantly, then your death will be in vain.

No one will sympathize with you, and no one will even bother to take a second look.

Judge Bai turned into a pool of blood, no one looked at him, and no one even bothered to watch the excitement...

"Come on, take me to the bank and I'll withdraw money for you!" Yang Hao said.

The old knife seller handed the purple gold sword in his hand to Yang Hao and said, "Brother, I will give this ancestral sword to you. I don't want your money. If it weren't for you just now, I would have gone down to see the King of Hell."

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The old man who sells knives is still very sincere, and he also knows basic gratitude.

Yang Hao took the purple gold sword. This sword weighed dozens of kilograms and was heavy in his hand. It was indeed a good sword.

Yang Hao said: "This sword is actually worth more than 50,000 yuan!"

The old man selling the knife nodded quickly and said: "Yes, it is impossible that my ancestral sword is worth only fifty thousand, but no one outside knows the goods, and there are not even customers who bid more than ten thousand. I finally got in."

When I came here, I thought I could meet some knowledgeable people, but unfortunately, the knowledgeable people all wanted to steal my knife and had no intention of giving me any money. I don’t have Xuan Gong. It’s really hard to save my life here, so what else do I expect to sell?

knife?"

The old man selling the knife burst into tears as he spoke. Yang Hao read that the old man selling the knife must have some unspeakable sadness, so he said: "Then you want to give it to me for free?"

The old man selling the knife said: "If your life is gone, why do you need money? Brother, you saved my life today, I can't take your money!"

Yang Hao smiled and said that this old man selling swords was sincere, so he wanted to take more care of him and asked: "You have no choice but to bring this purple gold sword in to sell it, right?"

The old man selling the knife said: "Well, my old lady is sick and needs to spend money for chemotherapy. I have spent all my family's savings. Now I have no money to treat her illness, so I am waiting to sell this knife and give it to her.

My old lady is treating a disease!"

Yang Hao said: "If your wife is sick, won't your children take care of you?"

The old man who sold the knife was already in his fifties or sixties. Logically speaking, it was time for his family to be full and to take care of his old age, but he was reduced to the embarrassing situation of selling an heirloom sword to treat his wife's illness.

The old knife seller shed tears. Yang Hao's words directly touched his heartache. He said: "My woman married a poor family, and now she is living a very miserable life. My son-in-law treats my daughter very badly."

It's not good either. He often punches and kicks my woman.

Adding together, my two unlucky sons, one is in prison with three years left in his sentence, and the other is now an unemployed homeless man. When he has no money to buy cigarettes, he still asks me for cigarette money. Their mother is sick, and they don’t care.

Too lazy to take a look, let alone pay."

Yang Hao clenched his fists tightly and said, "Your three children really deserve to die!"

The old man selling the knife nodded and said, "Yes, they deserve to die for committing evil!"

When Yang Hao saw that the old knife seller was in such a bad condition and even wanted to give him the purple gold sword, Yang Hao became moved and asked: "How much does your wife's illness cost?"

The old man selling the knife said: "We have spent more than 300,000 yuan, but her condition still hasn't improved at all!"

Yang Hao said: "I will accept your knife. If you believe me, I can help you treat your wife."

The old man selling the knife said: "Believe it, I believe you!"

Yang Hao can easily subdue Judge Bai, and the women around Yang Hao are so awesome. How could the old knife seller be so vague?

"This knife is very heavy. It's so big that it's not a big deal to hold it in your hand!" Yang Hao said.

"This is easy to do. If you buy a space ring, you can put this knife in it. A low-level space ring can hold at least five of my knives." said the old knife seller.

Yang Hao was stunned. He knew about space rings. The old man once told him that there are some cultivators in the world who like to use space rings.

Yang Hao immediately became interested in space rings and asked: "Are there any space rings for sale here?"

The old knife seller said: "There are low-level and mid-level space rings for sale here!"

"How much?" Yang Hao asked.

"A low-level space ring costs 500,000, and a mid-level space ring costs 1.5 million!" said the old knife seller.

"Do you know where they are sold? Take me to buy one!" Yang Hao said.

"I know!"

The old knife seller took Yang Hao to a shop that sold space rings. Yang Hao swiped his card and bought a mid-level space ring for 1.5 million.