Chapter six hundred and seventy seventh expulsion order
"I'm talking about Harry Potter," Jia Zhengjin looked at him impatiently, "Don't you understand human language? After eating, get out, it's that simple! OK?"
"Oh what?" Harry looked at Jia Zhengjin in confusion, blinked and said hurriedly, "Benefactor, Mr. Payton, Brother Payton! Well, I just want to thank you for your life-saving grace, that's all! Father.
I have said that repaying kindness is a must-have virtue for a person! I really have a lot of good things, which were given by my father in the past. During the process of escaping, in order not to be robbed by those bad guys, I put my treasures away.
They are all buried in a secret place in Maltis City."
"I don't need you to repay your kindness. I just need you to leave as soon as possible after eating! Can you?" Jia Zhengjin was a little unhappy, "I'm very sleepy and want to sleep! I have to continue traveling tomorrow, do you understand?"
Harry lowered his head and thought for a moment, then continued in a low voice: "Brother Payton, I really just want to repay you! Otherwise, you tell me what you want, and I can get it for you!"
"What you can give me now is a quiet space!" Jia Zhengjin frowned, "The way you repay me is to let me sleep well, okay? I'm really sleepy!"
"Brother Peyton, I'm serious!" Harry said anxiously, "As long as you can name it, I can get it for you! No matter what it is!"
"Are you bothered?" Jia Zhengjin was so noisy that he had a headache. "If this continues, I will want to kill someone!"
"You tell me what you want, and then I won't say anything!" Harry whispered.
Jia Zhengjin rolled his eyes again, he really couldn't stand this annoying guy. In order to make him calm down, he deliberately made things difficult: "Okay! You can get me anything you want, right? Okay! Then listen, give it to me
A magic core of a ninth-level magic beast! It can have any attribute, as long as it is the magic core of a ninth-level magic beast!"
"Uh~" Harry was stunned when he heard this and closed his mouth not knowing what to say.
"How is it? No, right?" Jia Zhengjin looked sideways at him.
Harry looked troubled: "Brother Payton, you are deliberately making things difficult for me! This ninth-level magic core... where can I find this thing for you?"
"Then I can get whatever you say is fine!" Jia Zhengjin snorted, "Now you say it's not possible?"
"No, Brother Payton! This ninth-level magic core is really..." The expression on Harry's face was quite exciting, "How about you make other requests? At least to the extent that I can do it..."
"Okay!" Seeing the wonderful expression on his face, Jia Zhengjin snorted, "You definitely can't give me what I want. The only thing you can give me now is a quiet sleeping environment! Let me have a good sleep.
I don’t need you to give me anything in return. Have you finished eating? Please leave after finishing your meal!"
The expulsion order was issued, and the expression on Harry's face became even more ugly. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly took a step forward and knelt down in front of Jia Zhengjin.
"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?" Jia Zhengjin was startled.
"Brother Peyton!" Harry supported the ground with both hands, raised his head and said seriously, "Just now those bad guys seemed to say that you are a necromancer, and I have also seen the undead you control with my own eyes. I know this request is a bit excessive, but now it's really
I am at my wits end! Please accept me as your disciple and teach me magic! Even the most evil undead magic can be used, please teach me!"
Seeing him knocking his head to the ground, Jia Zhengjin was speechless. He said in his heart that I would like to teach you magic. I am a being who cannot learn magic. All magic depends on equipment. Besides, I am not planning to accept a disciple! Not to mention.
Even I don’t know how to do necromancy!
Thinking of this, he immediately shook his head: "I am not a necromancer, and I don't know necromancy magic! I don't want to accept a disciple, so you can go out! I am really tired and need to sleep."
"Brother Payton..." Harry still wanted to beg, but when he saw Jia Zhengjin pointing an iron gun at him, he immediately shut his mouth knowingly.
"I am a warrior, not a necromancer!" Jia Zhengjin pointed to the wooden door, "I don't want to accept an apprentice either, get out!"
"Brother Peyton, I know you are just using your identity as a soldier to cover yourself up..."
"Get out!" Jia Zhengjin's voice became stern, "Don't force me to do it!"
Seeing that he seemed to be serious about it, Harry's heart skipped a beat, and he stood up in a hurry and carefully moved to the wooden door. But he was a little unwilling to do so, and turned around and wanted to beg for mercy again. As a result, Jia Zhengjin glared angrily, holding an iron gun in his hand.
About to throw it away, he was so frightened that he hurriedly opened the door and ran out.
Listening to Harry's footsteps getting farther and farther outside, Jia Zhengjin put away his iron gun and got into his sleeping bag.
Is that kid going to be okay? It's pitch dark outside and you can't see anything.
But this isn’t the Warcraft Forest, so it doesn’t matter no matter how dark it is outside, right? Besides, I’m not familiar with that kid, so what business does a stranger have to do with me?
Jia Zhengjin thought about it, and tiredness invaded his heart, so he closed his eyes and lay beside the warm bonfire and fell asleep.
I slept until dawn. I originally wanted to rush on my way late at night, but I overslept.
I woke up early in the morning and opened the door. I just stretched my body and was surprised to find a child lying on the wall next to the door, curled up in a ball and sleeping soundly.
I lowered my head and took a closer look. Isn't it the same Harry from last night?
Why is this kid still here? Jia Zhengjin frowned, reached out and patted his head: "Hey! Get up!"
Harry opened his eyes blankly, and his eyes lit up when he saw Jia Zhengjin: "Brother Payton, good morning!"
"Good morning, you big-headed devil!" Jia Zhengjin said speechlessly, "Why are you still here? Didn't I tell you to get out?"
"Brother Peyton," Harry stretched and stood up, rubbing his sleepy eyes, "I originally wanted to walk, but I suddenly remembered something halfway and came back!"
"I've made it so clear, what else do you have to say?" Jia Zhengjin said helplessly, "I don't have time to waste with you, I still have important things to deal with! Can you please leave? If you feel tired from leaving,
Can I give you a horse? If one horse is not enough, you can take another one! Is that okay?"
"Wait!" Harry saw Jia Zhengjin grabbing his hand impatiently and pulling him to the side of the horse, shouting anxiously, "Brother Payton! I was thinking about it last night, and finally remembered a very important thing.
Important thing! Didn’t you say you want a ninth-level magic core? I know where to find one!"
"What?" Jia Zhengjin stopped and looked at the other party in surprise.
Seeing Jia Zhengjin stop, Harry's eyes flashed with hope: "Brother Payton, I'm serious! I know where the ninth-level magic core is, and I have a way to take it out! But there is a condition, Payton
