I Can Become a Treasure by Picking Up Garbage

"I almost died this time..."

Bo Anzhi walked in the city and used that paintbrush to smear the wound.

A magical thing happened, and the wound gradually disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a figure in front of him.

Bo Anzhi sneered: "Is it you?"

"it's me."

Lin Hong came closer, and the two were less than ten meters away.

"I'm also curious about which thief is so courageous and dare to come here to steal things, it turned out to be you." Bo Anzhi twisted his neck.

"I'm not stealing, it's fair and honest."

With a thoughtful smile on Lin Hong's face, after speaking, he waved a knife and appeared, just killing.

Bo Anzhi pondered for a moment: "We don't need to be enemies."

"But, I'm not interested."

After Lin Hong finished speaking, he disappeared instantly.

Bo Anzhi's secret path was bad, and two monsters were summoned from the ground in a flash, and then he began to paint.

Lin Hong chuckled: "Don't you know, no matter how large the number is, isn't it worth mentioning in front of me?"

After he finished speaking, he fiercely released the Slaughter Body, blood-red murderous aura spread out, and soon, the entire city was summarized.

"what?"

The Lord of the Undead, who was rushing back to the Undead City, stopped.

He looked at the murderous city, clenched his fists: "It's him, it must be him!"

The murderer who killed his own son!

"I can't spare you..."

The Lord of the Undead was angry and immediately began to turn back.

...

...

"People are coming back." A heavy voice filled the heart demon's voice.

"how long will it takes?"

Lin Hong pondered for a while and asked, frowning slightly. He didn't expect the Lord of the Dead to react so quickly.

The demon said: "At most three minutes."

"enough."

Lin Hong disappeared in place instantly, came behind Bo Anzhi, and swung down the evil sword in his hand.

Countless monsters have been melted, and there is no time to help.

"You really are a **** against me." Bo Anzhi's eyes regained clarity, and he threw his hand to block the attack with a paintbrush.

"Thanks for the compliment."

Lin Hong chuckled.

Indeed, his own body of slaughter is very counterintuitive to him, especially since the murderous aura is so strong.

No matter how many monsters there are, there will only be flying ash left in the end.

Bo Anzhi forcefully flicked the sword he had chopped off, and then swung down his paintbrush.

The pain struck.

Lin Hong's eyes widened, and back again and again, looking down, a huge scar had already formed.

Bo Anzhi's complexion remained unchanged.

Lin Hong chuckles: "Sure enough, he is a master."

Even if he used the ability to draw, he would be considered a master at the same level as the Lord of the Undead.

"Die here."

After Bo Anzhi finished speaking, pressing hard every step, the paintbrush in his hand danced quickly, and the afterimages were like small snakes.

Just when he was about to be attacked.

Lin Hong suddenly pumped out strong sunlight.

Bo Anzhi closed his eyes subconsciously, received a serious injury, and scolded, "What's the matter?"

"You got it."

Lin Hong finished with a smile, took out the Eastern Emperor Bell, directly covered it inside, and then dragged it away, all the way to the treasure house, and at the same time dissipated the murderous aura.

Inside the treasure house.

"I will be defeated by you." Bo Anzhi looked at Lin Hong outside the East Emperor's Bell.

"Don't underestimate anyone... From now on, I hope you can keep quiet."

After Lin Hong finished speaking, he closed his eyes and waited quietly.

After a while, Bo Anzhi felt that the timing was good, so he took out the paintbrush, and wanted to use the previous method to get Jin Chan escape again.

"What do you want to do?" Lin Hong was already standing outside as soon as the door was drawn.

"You have to give me some healing medicine, right?"

Bo Anzhi pondered for a moment and said, as an unborn master, he is actually very poor, and he doesn't even have medicine to recover from his injuries.

Of course, a large part is because these medicines are very precious in the undead world.

Lin Hong pondered for a moment: "Yes."

He looked around, took out two recovery pills from the treasure in the treasury, and threw them into the Eastern Emperor Bell.

"..."

Bo Anzhi took the pill in his hand and went back to sit cross-legged.

Lin Hong came to the painted door and slammed his punch out. Hearing the bells, the door disappeared.

"Sure enough..." Lin Hong whispered and turned to look at Bo Anzhi, "What does this pen in your hand have to do with the holy pen? It's one of the three holy pens."

"It doesn't matter."

Bo Anzhi said directly.

Seeing Lin Hong staring at him, he couldn't help frowning: "I didn't lie to you, these two are basically two things."

"Ok."

Lin Hong shrugged, holding his shoulders and waiting quietly.

When the time was up, he cut off the sound of the Eastern Emperor Bell and closed his mouth.

The Lord of the Undead has arrived in the city.

The reason why Lin Hong hid here with Bo Anzhi was because he was ready to attack the black hand, and he could solve one of them.

"He has already started looking for it," said the inner demon.

Lin Hong nodded and sat down in the corner of the treasure house gate.

When people first come in, they will notice Bo Anzhi who is locked in the East Emperor Bell, and it is difficult to notice this corner.

At that time... directly solve the Lord of the Undead!

Inside the East Emperor Bell.

"Two dogs fight, play off?"

Bo Anzhi realized what he wanted to do, took the pill, and healed himself.

It's no use knowing it, now I'm too weak, and I just won a narrow victory after fighting the Lord of the Undead, but Lin Hong missed it.

Gradually.

Lin Hong, who was guarding in the corner, moved his heart.

The sound of footsteps came slowly. Someone was walking towards the treasure house. Who else but the Lord of the Undead?

The demon couldn't help reminding: "Be careful."

"Ok……"

Lin Hong nodded slightly and responded in his heart.

Soon, a figure slowly walked into the treasure house. Without leaving the place, the first thing that noticed was the Eastern Emperor Bell.

It's now!

Lin Hong quickly rushed over and cut off the sword in his hand.

A precise hit. When a person's head fell, he frowned and looked out of the treasure house: "You are really cautious."

I saw that the one who was decapitated by himself was a monster that was exactly the same length as the Lord of the Undead.

It is the ones that Bo Anzhi drew before!

"If you are not cautious, your head will fall."

The Lord of the Undead said lightly, standing outside, holding the Shadao in his hand, but much more advanced than his own.

Lin Hong twisted his neck: "Let's do a break today, I won't let you run away."

"You just killed the monster outside?"

The Lord of the Undead asked instead.

"Yes." Lin Hong nodded and admitted frankly.

"I'm so courageous."

After the undead Lord finished speaking, he slowly approached, his body filled with anger and arrogance.

This person in front of you.

The murderer who killed his son!

Lin Hong's expression remained unchanged, and he stopped the evil sword in front of him: "Come on!"

He used Taxue Wuhen, quickly rushed over, cut off the evil sword in his hand, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the air had even been cut away.

"boom!!"

The Lord of the Undead raised the sword~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The two knives collided, and there was a loud noise, like an explosion.

"Dead!" Lin Hong hit another backhand, and at the same time, the Shadow Sword appeared in his left hand, and he flashed his sword light.

"So annoying..."

It is difficult for the Lord of the Undead to discern the sword light flashing, the Shadao that strikes from time to time, frowning.

the other side.

Bo Anzhi sneered and took out his paintbrush, and drew another door on the Donghuang Bell.

This made Lin Hong frowned, rushed over quickly, and stopped fighting with the Lord of the Undead.

however.

The Lord of the Undead obviously didn't think so, so he stopped him directly, and it seemed that he wanted to die endlessly.

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