On the second day, in the living room of the martial arts hall.

Yao Jinzhong sat on the chair nervously, his butt sitting only one-third of the seat, and the rocker was straight, looking like the way a primary school student sat.

He looked at Zuo Zhicheng, the head seat, and gave the gift box in his hand.

"Mr. Zuo, this is my sincerity. I have taught him a lesson about what my rebellious son did this time. I promise he will never appear in front of you again."

The warrior of the human star represents at least thousands of soldiers surrounded by fire, bows, crossbows, and poisonous gas, which can kill powerful warriors. The ability of stealth, assassination, and killing that the human star itself has is one of the trump cards of various major forces.

Now the Shadow Corps wants to absorb Zuo Zhicheng into joining, hoping to increase the strength of itself to confront the other two patrol supervisors and other martial arts sects. This is the general trend.

So Yao Jinzhong, who knew the pros and cons, chose to bow his head.

Zuo Zhicheng took the gift box with both hands and opened the lid on it. He found a three-foot sword lying quietly in it. The surface of the blade reflected a faint frost pattern, like a pool of autumn water, giving people a sense of sharpness with cold light.

"The sword is good." Zuo Zhicheng took out the sword and carefully stroked the sword blade. This was almost the highest craft that could be achieved in this era.

"The sword is given to famous scholars. This sword is called Qingshuang. It is rumored to be made of deep sea cold iron. It is extremely cold by nature." Yao Jinzhong introduced: "I heard that you have been looking for a handy sword recently, so I thought of it."

Zuo Zhicheng felt the coldness of the sword from the body of the sword. According to the frost pattern on the blade and the standard of the sword, it seemed that this was not the craft of the Great Qi Dynasty. As for the deep sea cold iron, Zuo Zhicheng didn't know if it was true, but the temperature on the sword was indeed lower.

Yao Jinzhong also knew that this kind of martial artist would be difficult to impress him with ordinary wealth. Moreover, Zuo Zhicheng now has martial arts schools and gangs, and has mastered more than 70% of the dock business in Xinlu. There is also matches as the future layout, so he is not very short of money. So he had to find this sword from the family's collection.

Qingyueqiu, who was sitting on the other side, looked at the patterns on the sword and suddenly said, "This pattern looks a bit like the Newman people. This sword may be the treasure of the Newman royal family in the past."

When Da Qi conquered colonies in the New World, when he invaded Newman, Hant, West Indian and other countries and races, he often plundered things from treasures such as the other party's palaces and treasurys.

Zuo Zhicheng nodded: "I have accepted the things. I will pretend that Lingzi has never happened." He has recently practiced the Cold Light Wave Sword. There is still a need for a good sword. After saying this, he paused again: "As for the batch of goods from the Hailong Gang..."

"I have sent someone back, but this match is really useful. I wonder if I can be shameless and order some first. I see that many places in Xinlu, and even in the army can be used."

This is to throw the purchase orders in the court to Zuo Zhicheng, which is equivalent to Zuo Zhicheng's continuous financial path.

After a while, Yao Jinzhong left a tired figure and left. He had a lot of things to deal with.

Qing Yueqiu glanced at Zuo Zhicheng who was touching the sword blade and asked, "Are you going?"

Zuo Zhicheng returned the sword to the sheath and said lightly: "Well, the spiritual fruit is almost useful. And with my current strength, I am more confident in dealing with the Pluto Snake."

Although he has reached a bottleneck due to the increase in body strength, he has low requirements for the spiritual fruit. However, in order to strengthen the strength of the people on his side, such as Jiang Tianzheng, Jiang Qing, A Fei, and Song Hao, and to strengthen his strength and to have more available people under his command, it is imperative to solve the Pluto Snake.

"I'll set off tonight. I'll be back tomorrow morning. At that time, I'll leave the mining of the psychic fruits to you, and I only need half of them."

"no problem."

That night, Zuo Zhicheng went to the direction of Goutou Mountain with one sword, and starry sky and moon again.

This time, he not only made great progress in strength, but also walked alone, and his speed was much faster than before. He was like a black ghost, moving forward rapidly in the mountains and forests.

It was still the cold winter season at this time, and the mountains were sparsely populated. Zuo Zhicheng let go of his speed, and deep footprints could be seen in the place where he settled. That was left by Zuo Zhicheng's power was too great.

There is no light skills in this world. Even if you have light skills, the greater the power, the faster the speed, and there is absolutely no martial arts of stepping on Xue Wuhen.

A hunter was crawling in the grass with a bow and arrow. More than ten meters away from his aim, a deer was constantly digging something on the ground.

This year his harvest was not good, so he came to hunt in the middle of winter.

Just as he was slowly aiming and preparing to shoot an arrow, the deer suddenly raised her head and ran away quickly as if she was frightened.

"What's going on?"

The hunter stood up, a little confused about what was going on.

Then a series of dense sounds came into his ears, and it sounded like it was thunder.

"This weather actually thundered?"

The next moment, a black shadow flashed past him, like a ghost. After a flash, it had surpassed him, and then another flash, and it passed over the escaped deer.

And what's strange is that as the ghost shadow flashed, the hunter felt a cold wind blowing, which made him feel cold. The deer fell to the ground, and then he checked it and it was frozen to death.

A cold air emerged from his heart: ‘Did you meet a ghost?’

The hunter ran back with a pale face and never dared to enter this mountainous area to hunt again.

Zuo Zhicheng naturally didn't care about such small things. It took him more than two hours to come to the underground cave again. Activating infrared vision, the Pluto snake was still curled up and lying in the woods of the psychic fruits.

‘Is it hibernation this year?’

Zuo Zhicheng let his footsteps lightly and carefully dived all the way. He came to the side of the Pluto Snake and took out the realgar, sulfur and alcohol that had been prepared from his arms.

The irritating odors emitted by realgar and sulfur can work on snakes, while alcohol can act as a thinner to enhance their volatility.

However, snakes just hate the irritating smell of sulfides very much, and it is not that the smell of realgar can really hurt snakes.

If Zuo Zhicheng did this, if he regarded the Pluto Snake as a person, he could imagine that he surrounded a person with a circle of fresh feces and then fought against the other party in this circle of fresh feces.

This is naturally to reduce the opponent's combat effectiveness and reduce the possible damage caused by the opponent to the psychic fruit.

After sprinkling a circle of things, the heat in the other party's body began to slowly increase, which means that the Pluto Snake is about to wake up.

Zuo Zhicheng pulled out Qingshuang, jumped to the top of the head of the Pluto Snake, and stabbed the Qingshuang sword in his hand hard into the Pluto Snake's head. (To be continued)
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