Chapter 627 Tianxiang Tower Cao Wuliu
Just when Di Baotian was telling Chu Qing about the situation of the only one who knew how, the only person who knew how also received the news:
More than twenty patrolmen were wiped out.
Situ Keqing, who had high hopes, died.
The body became a mummy.
That magic weapon is gone too.
After receiving the news, Mr. Tian immediately resorted to means to search for the magic weapon.
But, there was no reaction.
It seems that the magic weapon has changed hands.
"Situ Keqing's death is not a pity, but I shouldn't and cannot lose my magic weapon!"
"This magic weapon was borrowed from the master in the restricted area."
"Next month, I have to pay it back."
"Now, the magic weapon is gone."
"What should I give in return?"
"A master without magic weapons would be worse than a dog in the restricted area..."
"He complained about me, what should I do?"
Mr. Tian has a headache.
The only old men and women who knew how to do it looked at each other and said indifferently: "Sir, the magic weapon must have been taken away by Chu Qing.
"
"When you kill Chu Qing, you can get the magic weapon back!"
"What's more, the restricted area doesn't really matter."
"The most important thing for us is to master more resources, seize more places in the martial arts academy, and accumulate strength during the millennium catastrophe."
"When the thousand-year catastrophe breaks out, it will sweep the world."
"Reinvent the world."
Mr. Tian said disdainfully: "A bunch of idiots!"
"The thousand-year catastrophe is inseparable from the restricted area."
"Only by suppressing the forbidden area can the power of the empire's thousand-year catastrophe be reduced."
"Otherwise, how could the Ninth Princess enter in person, and stay there for several years?"
The old men and women frowned.
They are also important figures in their respective families and know many secrets.
I also know that the restricted area is related to the Thousand-Year Catastrophe.
It is said that as long as the restricted area is bulldozed, a thousand-year catastrophe can be completely eliminated.
However:
Going in is dark and full of dangers.
In history, there was once an empire that was about the same size as the Great Zhou Empire. It drained the power of the whole country and entered the restricted area.
However:
Tens of millions of troops, after entering the restricted area, disappeared without a trace without even a bubble popping up.
There are hundreds of thousands of masters in the army.
There are also thousands of new realm warriors and strangers.
Since then, no one, no empire, has said anything about bulldozing the restricted area.
"Sir, the forbidden area is too far away from us. We are still thinking about how to take advantage of the thousand-year catastrophe to sweep the world and let this great empire rebuild the world."
Mr. Tian sneered and dismissed it.
A bunch of short-sighted people.
Even if this group of people controls the world, they will still be wiped out when a great catastrophe sweeps through them a thousand years later.
How about the Great Zhou Empire?
Thousands of years of catastrophe swept across the country, leaving hundreds of miles uninhabited.
Only one main city is still standing on the ground.
If the people of the Great Zhou Empire don't do much in the restricted area, the disaster will be even worse in the next few years.
The Great Zhou Empire is afraid of falling apart.
Mr. Tian thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "Don't discuss the restricted area and the thousand-year catastrophe now.
"
"You have to find a way to get my magic weapon back."
The old men and women were all silent.
They talked nicely, saying that if they kill Chu Qing, they can get the magic weapon back.
but:
Situ Keqing, who had magic weapons, was killed by Chu Qing who had no magic weapons.
now:
Chu Qing is suspected of having captured the divine weapon and is stronger.
Who can kill him?
Do you really want to invite strangers or new realm warriors?
What a price to pay.
"Sir, this matter is very important, why don't we discuss it another day?"
Master Tian said quietly: "Let's discuss it another day? What about my magic weapon?"
Everyone was silent.
Mr. Tian said helplessly: "Then let him go for the time being."
"Isn't he going to enter the martial arts academy?"
"A countryman who enters the martial arts academy is also cannon fodder among cannon fodder.
"
"
When the assessment is held at the end of the month, his tasks will be turned into restricted areas. "
"Let him go to the restricted area to guard the fire pit, where he will eventually die."
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"Master Qing, the most important industries are: Tianxiang Tower, Rouge Pavilion, Caishengmen, and Magpie Bridge Club!"
"One floor, one pavilion, one door and one club are the only four most important industries."
Chu Qing was curious: "What's so important?"
Di Baotian smiled and said: "An organization and power also want to make money."
"These four industries are the most profitable."
"Tianxiang Tower operates catering, secret medicine, etc.; the money earned by a single Tianxiang Tower is equivalent to the money earned by three or five top aristocratic families."
"The shopkeeper of Tianxiang Tower is a guy named Cao Wuliu!"
"He is just like us, infinitely close to the new realm. He is blessed by a stranger. The most powerful secret is the Little Sky Thunder Seal."
"Back then, he led Situ Keqing and others to surround and kill strangers, acting as the main force."
"During that siege, he was the first strong man to severely injure a foreigner."
"Besides, he is also a top pharmacist."
"He refines one-third of the top secret medicines in Tianxiang Tower."
"Killing him will cause immeasurable losses to Tianxiang Tower."
Chu Qing nodded and said: "Then go kill him."
at this time:
Someone in the kitchen shouted to Baotian: "Old man, come here and add fuel to the fire!"
Di Baotian smiled, went up and twisted the man's head, and threw it into the stove fire.
For a moment, the aroma of meat filled the air.
Although Cao Wuliu controls Tianxiang Tower, he rarely stays in Tianxiang Tower.
He has his own house.
Every day, he refines medicine and practices secret teachings in the house.
Dibaotian takes Chu Qing through the streets and alleys.
On the street, the wind and snow swept, and people came and went.
There were mud legs with ten rings sweeping the snow, and people fell to the ground from time to time.
Then they were slowly covered by the snow and finally transported to the mass grave outside the city.
Dibaotian told Chu Qing about Cao Wuliu's past.
"Cao Wuliu's killing methods are cruel, and he also has a pair of incomplete magic weapon gloves."
"Even if you hold a magic weapon, you may not be able to kill him."
The killing methods are powerful?
As long as I act quickly, he can't react, and even the little Leiyin hand can't be used, then what killing?
Overbite said again:
"However, Cao Wuliu has a shortcoming, that is: he will refine secret medicine every afternoon."
"When he refines the secret medicine, he will take off the pair of broken divine weapon gloves."
"When the time comes, you and I will join forces and we will definitely be able to kill him."
As they talked, the two came to the outside of Cao Wuliu's house.
Overbite smiled and said, "Let's step on the plate tonight and wait until tomorrow afternoon to do it."
The two walked around the house.
Chu Qing wanted to test Cao Wuliu's quality,
and jumped into the yard.
Overbite was anxious, climbed on the wall, and whispered: "Master Qing, stepping on the plate is just walking around the periphery, you can't go in."
"Be careful to be discovered."
Crack!
The window of the hall was pushed open, and an old man poked his head out.
He looked at Chu Qing and his eyeballs shrank.
"Cao Wuliu?"
Chu Qing's heart moved, stepped on the ground and rushed to the window in an instant.
Wave the sword!
The divine weapon blesses seventy-two kinds of secrets.
The bead that occupied the princess's mind was blessed with 108 secrets.
A total of 180 secrets, together to activate the magic sword.
Bang!
Cao Wuliu roared, holding the magic sword with both hands, sparks burst.
He wore a pair of broken magic gloves on his hands.
"Your sword is useless!"
"I have the blessing of an alien, and I can 100% catch the blade with my bare hands!"
Cao Wuliu sneered, with a look of disdain.
"In the past ten years, you are the first one who dared to sneak attack me."
"What a pity..."
Chu Qing let go, and stretched out his fingers:
Eight Gods' power blessing!
Hole wave.
Puff!
The finger pierced through Cao Wuliu's forehead, and the terrifying force pierced his head, and a bowl-sized hole was blown out on the back of his head.
The head inside was sprayed out with the hole.
"What a pity, what I am best at is actually fists and feet!"