I, the corpse breeder, the coffin spirit of the opening contract tyrant

An hour later.

Ye Mo left the Tomb Hunting Cemetery and prepared to go to the largest trading market in the outer city.

This time back to the city, he originally wanted Chairman Chen to bring Lin Yin and the others with him.

But the other party refused.

Because of the collapse of the Fierce Ghost Tomb Hunting Group, Lin Yin and the others were safe in the Valley of Doom.

At least, if the high-level coffin master does not come out, they can join forces and walk sideways in the valley of doom.

However, before leaving, several people also knew that Ye Mo's sister was still in the Valley of Doom, and immediately decided to secretly protect Ye Xiaoyao.

For the decision of several people, Ye Mo did not object, but just firmly remembered this human favor in his heart.

When he left with Chairman Chen, he also did not forget to give Lin Yin the key to the black heavy locomotive he bought before.

After all, if you spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy something, if you only use it once and lose it, it is too luxurious!

At this moment,

Ye Mo's mobile phone suddenly rang.

He picked up his mobile phone and looked at it, only to see a text message from Lin Yin.

Lin Yin: [We have already met your sister and the woman.

Lin Yin: [That woman is quite close to your sister, and there seems to be no malice. Lin

Yin: [If the situation is not right, we will shoot directly!] Looking

at the message sent by the other party, Ye Mo's brows slowly furrowed: "Is there no malice towards Xiao Yao?"

It seems that Wen Jing is only targeting me... In that case, it will be up to her to explain it. Ye

Mo didn't plan to trouble Wen Jing now, because the other party was still leading the team to practice, and Ye Xiaoyao was also among them.

There are also tutors from other classes nearby.

In short, everything has to wait until the end of her own sister's experience.

As long as the experience is over, Ye Mo will definitely take her life!

Of course, before taking her life, Ye Mo will let her release the coffin spirit to fight!

You know, the experience of the level 28 coffin spirit is not as good as the leader-level coffin spirit, but it is still very rich!

As long as you kill all the other party's coffins, you can gain a lot of experience!

Ye Mo is quite looking forward to this!

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face, and he quickly replied a message to Lin Yin.

Ye Mo: [Then thank you for the past two days!] After you return to Kaede City, remember to send me a message, and I will come to you when the time comes!"

Lin Yin: [Uh-huh. 】

....

Soon

, Ye Mo took the materials of a space backpack and came to the largest trading shop in the outer city, Wanbao Lou.

The shop is very large, and it is also a large quaint three-story pavilion, which is not much less than the grave hunting cemetery.

The gate of the pavilion is open, and from time to time there are coffin masters entering and leaving, which is very lively.

Ye Mo stepped directly through the gate and came to the shop.

The trading floor on the first floor is large, the size of two basketball courts.

There is a golden corridor in the middle, which divides the hall into two areas: one large and one small.

The area on the right is slightly smaller, with a huge sign [Low-grade Materials Trading Area].

The slightly larger area on the left is the [Intermediate Materials Trading Area].

Ye Mo glanced at the coffin master in the trading area on both sides, and a stunned look appeared on his face.

Because the trading area for low-level materials on the right is small and there are not many reception staff, these coffin masters can only line up in a few lines, complaining from time to time.

The specifications of the trading area on the left are relatively high, and there are not many coffin masters who can trade intermediate materials, so it is almost a one-on-one reception.

Ye Mo thought for a while, and then looked towards the intermediate material trading area.

I saw that the closest to him was a young beauty of about eighteen years old.

"Hello, I'm here to trade materials, please help me arrange it."

Ye Mo looked at the beautiful receptionist who stood upright in front of him, smiled, wearing black high heels and uniform skirts, and directly beckoned and said.

When the beautiful receptionist heard Ye Mo calling herself, a professional smile suddenly appeared on her face, and she quickly walked over.

"Sir, my name is Xiaoyu, I am happy to serve you!"

"Is Sir going to trade intermediate materials?" The beautiful receptionist asked with a smile.

"Yes." Ye Mo said lightly.

Although he didn't know why the material trading area was so clearly divided, the one in his space backpack was left by a high-level coffin master, and intermediate materials were definitely indispensable.

"Then sir, come with me here to determine the value of materials." Xiao Yu pointed to a spacious compartment in the intermediate trading area and said, "As long as these materials are verified, we will directly purchase them at the market price and transfer them to you in person without charging any fees."

After that, the beautiful receptionist led Ye Mo towards the compartment on the side.

At this moment,

suddenly an unkind voice appeared next to him.

"Sure enough, it's new, and I don't have a little eyesight!"

The one who spoke was a woman who was slightly inferior to Xiaoyu and was probably in her twenties.

She was standing next to Ye Mo and the two, with extreme disdain in her eyes.

"Hehe, even the beginner and intermediate coffin masters can't tell the difference.

This job is not suitable for you at all, you better quit as soon as possible. When

Xiao Yu heard this, her eyes suddenly became a little panicked.

"Sister Zhang... What are you talking about?

Are you saying that this gentleman is a junior coffin master?

"How else? If it is a middle-level coffin master, where will it be your turn to receive it? Sister Zhang said coldly.

As soon as these words came out, Xiaoyu's face showed embarrassment.

Here, all receptionists are well aware of one thing.

That is, it is almost impossible for a beginner-level coffin master to get intermediate materials!

Because most of the intermediate materials are produced on monsters of level 20 to 30, as well as in various secret realms of other worlds!

And Ye Mo looks so young, like a freshly graduated student, how can he be a middle-level coffin master?

"Sir... Excuse me.

I'd better take you to the low-level trading area. Xiaoyu still had a professional smile on her face, and said softly: "I will talk to the other side and let them arrange you as soon as possible."

"He's just someone who doesn't want to stand in line and wants to be opportunistic, and you're still so respectful to him?"

"What a disgrace to our intermediate receptionist!

You better resign quickly and make room for my sister. Sister Zhang said with disdain.

Hearing this, Xiaoyu's face became even more ugly.

She is just a newcomer who has just arrived for a few days, and she became an intermediate receptionist because of her excellent image, so she applied for this position by chance.

If you don't get things right, you can face dismissal at any time.

She cherishes the job!

But don't dare to refute anything in front of these old receptionists, let alone offend a coffin master!

For a while

, Xiaoyu's eyes were filled with a trace of mist, and he was a little overwhelmed.

Ye Mo seemed to have guessed the other party's thoughts, and his brows couldn't help but wrinkle, and then he showed a hint of a smile and said towards Xiaoyu: "Don't worry, I won't trouble you." When

Xiao Yu heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and showed a grateful look towards Ye Mo.

At this time

, Ye Mo looked at the sneering woman on the side again, and sneered: "The intermediate receptionist seems to be amazing? Can you see the first step coffin master?

"Is there a possibility that I will soon be able to become a mid-level coffin master?"

At that time, you will have to receive me respectfully?

When the woman heard this, she immediately smiled and showed a contemptuous look: "I'm sorry, because my work performance is protruding, I will soon go to the second floor to become a senior receptionist."

"And my husband is a middle-rank seven-star town coffin master, even if you become a middle-rank town coffin master?"

Could it be that I am still afraid of you?

"Want me to receive you respectfully?" Do you deserve it? "

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