Chapter 677

The genius remembers the address of this site in a second: (Apex Chinese), the fastest update! No advertisements! "I said Harry Potter," Jia Zhengjin looked at him impatiently, "Do you not understand human speech? After eating , Get out, it’s that simple! ok?”

"Oh what?" Harry looked at Jia Zhengjin suspiciously, blinked his eyes and then hurriedly said, "Benefactor, Mr. Payton, Brother Payton! Well, I just want to thank you for saving your life, that's all! Father As I said before, knowing how to repay kindness is a must-have virtue for a person! I really have a lot of good things, which were bestowed by my father in the past. In the process of fleeing for my life, in order not to be snatched by those villains, I will They are all buried in a hidden place in Martis City."

"I don't need you to repay the favor, I just need you to leave quickly after eating! Is that okay?" Jia Zhengjin was a little displeased, "I'm sleepy and I need to sleep! I have to continue on my way tomorrow, do you understand?"

Harry lowered his head and thought for a moment, then continued to whisper, "Brother Peyton, I really just want to repay you! Otherwise, if you tell me what you want, I can get it for you!"

"What you can give me right 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 something, I can get it for you! No matter what it is!"

"Are you annoying?" Jia Zhengjin had a headache from his noise, "If this continues, I want to kill someone!"

"You tell me what you want, and I won't talk!" Harry whispered.

Jia Zhengjin rolled his eyes again, he really couldn't stand this annoying guy. In order to make him calm down, he simply deliberately made things difficult: "Okay! You can get me anything, right? Good! Then listen, give me a magic core of a ninth-level monster! Any attribute is fine, As long as it is the magic core of a ninth-level monster!"

"Eh~" Harry was stunned when he heard this, and shut his mouth not knowing what to say.

"How? No, right?" Jia Zhengjin looked sideways at him.

Harry had a troubled expression on his face: "Brother Peyton, you are deliberately making things difficult for me! This ninth-level magic core... where can I find it for you?"

"Then you can get anything you said, and I can get it!" Jia Zhengjin snorted softly, "Now you can't say it anymore?"

"No, Brother Peyton! This ninth-level magic core is really..." Harry's expression was quite exciting, "Why don't you make another request? At least to the extent I can do it..."

"Okay!" Seeing the wonderful expression on his face, Jia Zhengjin snorted softly, "You must not be able to give me what I want. The only thing you can give me now is a quiet sleeping environment! You let me have a good sleep I don’t need you to repay me with anything. Have you finished eating? Please leave after eating!”

All the eviction orders came down, 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! What are you doing?" Jia Zhengjin was taken aback.

"Brother Payton!" Harry propped his hands on the ground, raised his head and said seriously, "Just now those villains seem 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 I am desperate! Please accept me as an apprentice and teach me magic! Even the most evil undead magic is fine, please teach me!"

Seeing him knocking his head on the ground, Jia Zhengjin was speechless. Xin said that he also teaches you magic. I am an existence that cannot learn magic. All magic depends on equipment. Besides, I don't plan to accept apprentices either! Not to mention that I don't know undead magic either!

Thinking of this, I immediately shook my head: "I'm not a necromancer, and I don't know necromancer magic! I don't want to accept apprentices either, so go out! I'm really tired and need to sleep."

"Brother Peyton..." Harry wanted to plead, but seeing Jia Zhengjin pointed his iron gun at him, he immediately shut his mouth tactfully.

"I'm a warrior, not a necromancer!" Jia Zhengjin pointed at the wooden door,

"I don't want to accept apprentices either, get out!"

"Brother Peyton, I know you are just using your identity as a soldier to cover yourself..."

"Get out!" Jia Zhengjin's voice became severe, "Don't force me to do it!"

Seeing that he seemed to be serious, Harry's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly got up and moved carefully to the wooden door. But he was a little unwilling, and turned his head and wanted to beg again. As a result, Jia Zhengjin stared angrily, holding the iron gun as if he was about to throw it away, so scared that he hurriedly opened the door and ran out.

Hearing the sound of Harry's footsteps getting farther and farther outside, Jia Zhengjin put away the iron gun and got into his sleeping bag.

That kid will be fine, right? It was pitch black outside, and nothing could be seen.

But this is not the Warcraft Forest, so it's okay even if it's dark outside, right? Besides, I don't know that kid well, so what does a stranger have to do with me?

Jia Zhengjin thought about it, tiredness invaded his heart, so he closed his eyes, lay down next to the warm campfire and fell into a deep sleep.

After this sleep, I fell asleep until dawn. I thought about rushing late at night, but I overslept.

I got up early in the morning and pushed open the door. Just after stretching, I was surprised to find a child lying on the wall by the door, curled up in a ball and sleeping soundly.

Looking down carefully, isn't it 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 in a daze, and when he saw Jia Zhengjin, his eyes lit up: "Brother Peyton, good morning!"

"Good morning, you big-headed ghost!" 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 wanted to walk, but I suddenly remembered something halfway and came back!"

"I have made my words so clear, what else do you have to say?" Jia Zhengjin said helplessly, "I don't have time to waste with you, I have important things to deal with! Please leave, okay? If you feel tired from walking, Is it okay to give you a horse? If one is not enough, you can take another one! Is this all right?"

"Wait!" Seeing Jia Zhengjin grabbing his hand impatiently and pulling himself to the side of the war horse, Harry shouted anxiously, "Brother Peyton! I was thinking about it last night, and finally remembered a very Important thing! Didn't you say you want a ninth-order magic core? I know where it is!"

"What?" Jia Zhengjin stopped and looked at him in surprise.

Seeing Jia Zhengjin stop, Harry's eyes flashed hope: "Brother Peyton, I'm serious! I know where there is a ninth-level magic core, and there is a way to take it out! But there is a condition, Peyton Brother, you want to teach me the magic of undead!" Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.