Once you've made up your mind, set off. Master Wu has always done things so straightforwardly.
Wang Cheng was startled at first, and then showed an expression of surprise. With a boss of this level taking action, maybe he could set foot on his homeland again to rescue more people! Thinking of this, he became excited.
He stood up directly and bowed to Wu Chong.
"Thank you for your help."
"No, tell me the details first."
Wu Chong stood up and walked outside. Next to him were Ji Xiaohong and Feng Daoxi, who had their mouths hanging open.
When could such a major matter be so careless?
Just seeing that the elders were leaving, Feng Daoxi had to go out quickly and let Xiao Du drive the car over. Xinguo is still a long way from Wang Cheng's hometown, and it needs to be reached by plane. With the current situation, there are
It's the same thing if you don't have a plane to go.
"this is necessary......"
Wang Cheng followed behind and began to seriously describe the story of the devil in his homeland. From the time he was first discovered to the time it developed into an uncontrollable level, the whole process lasted for about ten years.
When Wu Chong was preparing to leave abroad, the sewers of Jinghai City.
Huang Yu, who was covered in mud, was leaning on the wall, breathing heavily. His suitcase and drawing board were thrown away. He was now like a beggar, with ragged clothes and a scar on his face.
A long wound.
This wound looked like it had been cut by a sharp blade.
Tread...
Deep in the dark sewer, there was a series of footsteps, followed by the sound of metal being dragged on the ground. Invisible black gray emerged again, and the color of the world began to fade, leaving only shallow traces.
, proving the existence of color.
"here we go again!"
Huang Yu coughed up a mouthful of blood, struggled to stand up, turned around and ran away to the other side.
Dream Demon, this is the monster that Huang Yu has not been able to get rid of for thirty years. He originally thought that it would be a little better if he escaped into the new country this time. Unexpectedly, this thing still chased it, and the distance seemed to have no real effect on it.
meaning, because it exists abstractly.
"We must find a demon of the same level."
Huang Yu fled forward desperately. The maze-like sewer was affected by invisible forces, making it impossible to escape.
But Huang Yu had already predicted it.
He had made a complete plan for his return this time. In addition to visiting his relatives who had forgotten him, the best way was to lure this monster to the antique market.
One of the three most famous top demons in New Zealand.
Rely on the power of the antique market to fight against the nightmare demon.
A trading nightmare.
Greed versus fear!
Only by letting them conflict can he, the ant, survive.
Huang Yu has completed the first goal, and his suitcase and drawing board have also been given to his relatives. With the protection of those two things, they should be safer than himself. As for himself, he is going to die anyway, so he might as well fight
A handful.
Finally, when Huang Yu was about to reach his limit, what he was looking forward to finally appeared.
Next to a sewage pipe, a copper coin appeared.
What is engraved on it is the imprint of the antique trading market. Anyone can enter the antique trading market by touching it with their hands. This place is the real antique trading market. Wu Chong and Feng Daoxi killed the 'New Year Painting' demon back then.
, which flows out from this market.
It can be regarded as a parasitic demon of the market.
In the past few years, Wu Chong has encountered the antique trading market twice, but he escaped from this guy both times. Compared with the stubborn "18th floor", the antique trading market is like a businessman, never
Frontal combat.
Wu Chong didn't bother to pay attention to such a cunning opponent after killing several of its parasitic demons.
They are all original demons who have mastered the alien space. It is not easy to kill them. To completely solve them, he must return to his prime state. Otherwise, it will be a waste of time and his own strength will be wasted. The original negative eighteenth floor
I retreated because of this.
However, Wu Chong has not gained nothing in recent years.
He also has a deeper understanding of the antique trading market. The 'Minus Eighteenth Floor' plunders 'fear', while the antique trading market plunders 'greed'. Each of these original demons is the same as him, carrying the same body.
His will robs him of the power he needs.
Huang Yu quickly rushed over, bit his index finger and smeared blood on the mark.
In an instant, a noisy voice appeared out of thin air, and the noise like a vegetable market forcibly dispersed the black ash that spread behind. The copper coin imprint came to life like a doll.
"welcome!"
After saying a word, the mark suddenly grew larger, and then Huang Yu was eaten in one bite.
After a period of spinning and twisting, Huang Yu fell to the ground with a 'Peng' sound.
He covered his abdomen with both hands and coughed violently on the ground. It took him a while to recover. Looking at the shadows of people coming and going around him, he took a deep breath and stood up.
Hey...
Severe pain appeared in his arm. He raised his arm and saw that there was an extra number on it.
'231'
"Are there so many people in front of you?" This is not the first time Huang Yu has come.
"But it's just right for me. The longer I stay, the more violent the incubus demon outside becomes. Until it can't help but attack the antique trading market!"
He took a long time to choose the trading market demon, so he knew the rules here very well. After confirming the number on his arm, he quickly stood up and walked towards the largest building in front.
Huge square.
The pure black building complex is like a shadow. The huge building in the front is like a toad crawling on the ground. The full moon above the head shines, bringing light like white gauze to this space.
Walking along the toad's mouth, Huang Yu saw an old man with a wrinkled face trading there.
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"I want to live forever!"
The antique trading market never involves forced buying or selling.
But greed will make people actively look for it and make deals with it. The antique trading market will also create loopholes in the rules, and you will be tricked by it if you pay attention. The most important thing is that the antique trading market has not violated the agreement.
This is the devil's contract and a portrayal of the most greedy desires in the world.
"Can."
The trader opposite raised the oil lamp, looked at the man trading opposite, and said in a sinister tone.
"Really? Exchange it with me!"
The old man who is nearly 70 years old fears death most every day. When he came to the antique trading market before, he thought he had entered the Temple of Hell, but he did not expect that it was a place where he could trade freely. As long as you think about it, you can do anything here.
Can be exchanged!
"Don't you look at the price?" The trader on the opposite side was also shocked by the old man's initiative, and he couldn't help but kindly remind him.
"As long as you can live forever, a little price is nothing!"
The old man laughed. In his opinion, so what if he pays some price? As long as he has an immortal life, he will one day be able to pay it off. By then, he will be sure to make a profit without losing any money!
"As you wish."
The corners of the trader's mouth are raised like a crescent moon.