Chapter 1906 Messy News

"That's right! Power can be put down temporarily, but it cannot be handed over. This is a taboo for every person in power!"

Jiang Mo took a few steps and looked into the distance: "Maybe it's not that time, so I don't think there's anything that can't be let go of that thing! But when you really have it, you will understand that there are some things that you will never let go of." No more!"

"Geo, look for it, speed up the salvage of the fragment, we must get the answer, it is related to the whereabouts of the artifact!"

Jiang Mo suddenly didn't want to continue talking, because, as he said just now, he would never know what it's like to have nothing, but now, everything Jiang Mo has obtained cannot be let go! Otherwise, his wife, his brother, and everything about him will disappear.

Kindness is based on obedience. If they can threaten you, then kindness to them is cruelty to yourself!

Back in Huaxia City, Jiang Mo sat on the top floor of the City Lord’s Mansion, looking at the magnificent city. Everything here was as he remembered it from the past. The people on the street were wearing Huaxia’s unique costumes. They are creating a new way of fighting.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, and the emergence of a fighter has to go through countless generations of innovation. Right now, although nothing can be seen, but with the support of so many people, I believe it will definitely get better and better!

"Lord! We have already found out some clues, but it may take some time to believe in the confirmation!"

Old Zhao came up, holding a piece of animal skin paper, which recorded the message returned by Zhang Chao.

The Fallen possessed a total of four artifacts. Because Zhang Chao couldn't ask in depth, he only knew the general information about these four artifacts.

Among them, a helmet, a cloak, a cloth bag, and a scepter!

Jiang Mo looked at the news: "The scepter has arrived in our hands. So, the fallen still have three artifacts in their hands? Old Zhao, I don't understand. What is this cloth bag?"

Jiang Mo looked at the news strangely, is there a Granny Feng here? So you made a cloth bag?

Old Zhao shook his head: "I don't know about this, but according to Zhang Chao's account, this pocket is very scary. It can hold everything, but it can't be taken out. It is probably a warehouse bag from a storage god, but here There is no such god at all, and the fallen have never been to the holy mountain. They are just guessing what kind of god the holy mountain has, but this pocket also has the ability to put the enemy in it at a critical moment!"

"It is said that it is very difficult for people under the fifteenth level to escape the control of the cloth pocket!"

Jiang Mo glared: "What? Why is there a pocket for this? Damn, is it Journey to the West?" Jiang Mo really broke down, and he and Journey to the West are not on the same side! How come there is a pocket of income? Wouldn't that be a thing of the past?

Moreover, what kind of information is this mess, what is the cloak? helmet? What kind of joke is that? Just looking at these, can you tell whose treasure it is? This Zhang Chao is in a hurry to pass the news back. It is good to be afraid that Jiang Mo will be worried, but if you spread the news like this, won't everyone be more anxious?

"Tell Zhang Chao, I want the exact news, what is this mess, give me more details, it's so messy, I'm going to find someone to deal with it like this?" Jiang Mo slapped the news on the table, this Chao, after all, followed him The time is too short, even the soldiers of the Summoning Legion will not get such news for themselves!