Emperor of Nine Suns Chapter 1945: You are too weak, let you go.


"You..."

The calf of the middle-aged monk is spinning.

"The thing I hate the most in my life is someone like you who betrays my brother at a critical moment." Chu Chen shook his head, watching the middle-aged monk with extremely cold eyes, without the slightest mood swing, "A person like you, Keeping it is a curse."

"Boy, don't deceive people too much!!"

The middle-aged monk roared and seemed to be forced out of his final anger.

He violently pulled his hands for a point, and a copper sword suddenly appeared in his palm.

But this sword has only a blade, no hilt.

As soon as the copper sword blade came out, a thick dark purple sword glow suddenly burst out, breaking through the void and slashing towards Chu Chen.

"Oh, the incomplete legendary magic weapon, is your last heritage?"

Chu Chen shook his head, without much nonsense, Jian simply blasted towards the blade with a single punch.

His fist was surrounded by a faint light of thunder, and the blade was smashed to pieces with a pop.

A pale golden fist rushed out and hit the middle-aged monk's heart with a bang, smashing his heart.

Even if it is a strong person of the Tianhe rank, the heart will not survive a crush.

Chu Chen shook his head, walked over and picked up the corpse of the middle-aged monk, and then unfolded his posture. In just a few breaths, he came to the place where the robbers ambushed him. The bodies are piled together.

He moved his hands slightly, and swiftly lifted the storage rings of several people.

The prohibition on the storage ring was easy to break, and Chu Chen waved his hand, and the contents suddenly crashed to the ground.

To be honest, there is nothing good about these people.

Usually there are a few semi-legendary artifacts, even if they are rich.

Other than that, there are things like elixir, pill, and refining materials.

Holding the idea that no matter how small a mosquito is, Chu Chen put all their things in his storage ring, and then piled the bodies of several people together.

With a finger movement, a pale golden flame floated out, which quickly turned into a billowing flame and swallowed several people.

After doing all this, he clapped his hands, but was a little stunned the moment he looked up.

On a high wall about hundreds of feet away from him, a slender figure is looking at him faintly.

It was a woman who seemed to be about twenty-three or four years old. She was dressed in white, with a distinctive temperament and picturesque eyes.

The white clothes fluttering in the wind, she is coldly and arrogantly chivalrous.

However, her dark eyes stared at Chu Chen coldly, with a deep contempt.

"The young man who kills and overturns goods! If it weren't for your low level of cultivation, I would have walked for the sky!"

The white-clothed woman is upright, her beautiful face is full of disgust, "Killing a moth like you is simply dirtying my hands, don't let me see you elsewhere!"

With a cold snort, the figure of the white-clothed woman moved, turning into a graceful streamer and flying towards the distance. The rest of Chu Chen stared at all this with wide-eyed eyes, and was a little confused in her mind.

"What the hell? Obviously I am the victim. They wanted to kill me for treasure!!!"

The helpless bitter laughter floated in the air, but the woman in white was destined to be unable to hear it.

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After killing a few little thieves who had no vision, Chu Chen temporarily returned to the state of panicking.

Looking at the sky, it was in the afternoon, and the warm sun was shining on the body, which made people feel lazy.

Glanced around, Chu Chen finally decided that he still wanted to look around as crowded as possible.

After all, people are unfamiliar with places, and it is not easy to find a safe point.

The ancient city of Wangtian is really deserted, and as long as there are more than ten people coming and going, it is considered lively.

This is a street, but unlike other places, there is a stall in the center of the street.

From time to time, one or two monks walked past the stall, took a few closer glances, and left.

Chu Chen also glanced roughly. The monks' stalls were basically jade slips of various techniques.

Next to the jade slip, there are sheets of silk and silk with the level and efficacy of the exercises. It can be seen that most of them are Linghe-level exercises, and there are also several Tianhe-level exercises mixed in them.

There is basically no market for things like cultivation techniques in Wangtian Ancient City.

After all, the monks below Tianhe basically cannot enter, and those who can enter basically have their own cultivation techniques. The cost of changing exercises is very high, and no one will take this risk in such a place.

So after a few glances, Chu Chen lost interest, but walked down this street while looking for a safe spot.

Just walking around, he found that something was wrong. I don't know when it started, and there was an extra bamboo forest!

The planning of houses in Wangtian Ancient City is extremely tight. It can be said that every inch of land is very expensive. Basically, all vacant land is occupied by large and small houses.

It is very rare and extravagant to vacate a large area for growing bamboo like this.

The bamboo in the bamboo forest is not ordinary, it is as black as ink.

The bamboo is connected by a thin gold wire from the root to the top. Most black bamboos have only one gold thread, and a few have two or three, which looks very strange.

"Golden thread ink bamboo? This is a good thing!"

Chu Chen's eyes suddenly brightened, and the golden thread ink bamboo is an extremely rare treasure.

Its bamboo leaves are a rare elixir and one of the main medicinal materials of Anxinning Shendan.

Its bamboo body is hard and flexible, and it is also very light. It is one of the best materials for forging protective magic weapons.

The bamboo shoots are even more rare tonic, which can refine the best elixir to improve cultivation!

This piece of golden thread ink bamboo and bamboo forest can be said to be an extremely rare fine medicine field!

There is a white courtyard in the middle of the bamboo forest, which looks elegant and simple, quite quiet. On the edge of the bamboo forest stands a stone tablet with four big blood-red characters:

"The trespassers die!"

Chu Chen shook his head~IndoMTL.com~ The people here are so unkind.

It seems that the owner of this golden thread ink bamboo forest dislikes being disturbed by others, so he doesn't need to get close.

After walking a few steps, something different was found in the corner of his eye. Turning his head and looking intently, Chu Chen was stunned.

I didn't notice just now that there was a notice posted on the back of the stone stele "The trespasser died". The four words at the top of the notice looked vigorous and powerful, as if it hadn't been long since it was written.

"Recruit Luthier!"

The master of this golden thread ink bamboo forest is actually recruiting luthiers?

Chu Chen's mouth turned into a smile unconsciously. You can try this. After thinking about it, he walked to the courtyard and knocked gently on the door.

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