Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 194

[Chapter 194 The shameless black-bellied man of the cat brand]

Below this black cliff, there is indeed a semi-solidified space warehouse that has not been discovered before. It should be a small arsenal of this ancient sect, but with the passage of time, it has been dilapidated, the internal space is chaotic, and the consciousness cannot be If you want to get in and get the things stored in it, you can only use the original method. You can reach out into the chaotic space and touch it. If you are lucky, you can touch a rare thing.

The entrance of the space warehouse is directly below the cliff.

In order to compete for the ownership of the warehouse, these loose cultivators fought fiercely. More than a dozen people died. The strong man with the halberd was at a disadvantage, and he was about to be squeezed out. It happened that Ding Hao and others came. Don’t look at his rough appearance, but he is rough If there is some detail, just clarify the matter of the space warehouse, maybe they still have a chance to get a piece of the pie.

“Yo, the hidden space warehouse? It’s a good thing.” The black-bellied man walked under the cliff with a smile, observed it for a while, and put his hand into the dark circle of light, with a lewd look on his face, talking about it inside. Fumbling around.

The loose cultivators watched the black-bellied man unceremoniously occupy the space warehouse. They were extremely unwilling, but they were helpless.

“Fuck, there’s nothing in it.” The black-bellied man touched for three or four minutes, his face changed, he pulled out his hand and cursed. .

The loose cultivators breathed a sigh of relief.

They were afraid that the master would touch the treasure inside, but now that it is better, they still have a chance.

“Okay, put away all the weapons, what kind of slapstick is it? Hey, what about you, what are you looking at, put away the guys, I’ll count one, two, three, everyone starts to line up, come and touch them one by one,” Fu said. The black man looked quite unreasonable, and with a slap on the forehead, he came up with a way to force everyone to line up.

Forced by this fellow’s arrogance, the loose cultivators could only line up with a wry smile.

However, this is also a feasible method, it is better than a white knife going in and a red one going out desperately.

At the beginning, someone wanted to cut the line, and the order was messy. The black-bellied man took action and picked up a few unruly guys and threw them to the back. Only then did the scattered cultivators become honest, and soon more than a hundred people lined up. The long dragon appeared.

The pudgy old man was the first in line, the middle-aged scribe was the second, and the strong man with the halberd was seventh.

“Well, yes, good boys are good boys in the queue. The thing I hate the most is jumping in the queue and being out of order.” The black-bellied man nodded with satisfaction, then waved to Ding Hao and the others who were in the middle of the queue, smiling. Said: “Come on, let’s touch first, haha.”

After speaking, he shamelessly stretched his hand into the dark circle of light again.

The faces of the chunky old man and the others suddenly collapsed.

It’s so shameless, it’s utterly disgraceful!

Didn’t you say don’t let jumping in? Don’t you say that you hate disorder the most? Why can people who ask Sword Sect jump in line to touch first? And you touched it twice yourself?

The black-bellied man didn’t care about that much, while he muttered “Baby, baby is coming to my hand”, while rubbing vigorously in the light ball, after about three or four minutes, his face suddenly became ugly. Once again, he jumped and scolded: “This is fucking unscientific, I have such a high level of strength, yet I can’t touch anything?”

He angrily looked at the chubby old man, the middle-aged scribe, the big man with the halberd and the others, and asked, “To be honest, you haven’t already touched the contents inside, have you?”

“No no, we haven’t had time to touch it yet.”

“Yeah yeah, really not.”

“If you don’t believe me, come and search.”

The three of them hurriedly explained to the black-bellied neuropathy with bitter faces—yes, the three of them had already classified this black-bellied man of the Swordsman Sect, who had no masterful demeanor, as a neuropathy.

“Damn it, it must be because I didn’t wash my hands when I left this morning.”

Ding Hao was also a little curious.

A semi-solidified space warehouse, although there is nothing good in it, otherwise it will not be left behind by the nine gates when they searched for the first time, but it is good to have a chance.

He reached into the black light ball.

This feeling is like reaching into a pool of cold water.

Because this space warehouse has been eroded by the years, it has become chaotic, so it is impossible to see the specific situation inside, so he can only try his luck. Ding Hao touched it for a long time, and it seems that he has not caught any objects, and it is completely empty.

He smiled wryly, shook his head, and took out his hand.

“Isn’t it, I didn’t touch it again? It’s too disappointing! Did you not wash your hands this morning?” The black-bellied man widened his eyes and was very dissatisfied with Ding Hao’s performance.

at this time–

“Meow! Meow!” The little white cute cat who had been squatting lazily on Ding Hao’s shoulder suddenly became excited, jumped up and grabbed onto the stone wall, stretched its furry claws into the light ball, and touched it like a wooden up.

Ding Hao was taken aback.

Others did not expect this scene to happen.

The hearts of the loose cultivators are bleeding.

Asshole, bastard, ask Jianzong’s people to cut in line, why ask Jianzong’s cat to cut in line, shameless, shameless!

“Meow, meow!” The little cute cat called out suddenly excitedly, and took out its claws from the light group and grabbed something dark.

Everyone’s eyes widened immediately.

“Yo, there’s really something in there. This bastard touched it, wow, hahaha, Ding Hao, you’re not as good as a fucking cat.” The black-bellied man was always so mean-spirited, and without hesitation he started to hate.

What kind of trouble are you going to make? You haven’t touched it, have you?

You are no better than a cat.

Ding Hao wiped the black line on his forehead and took the dark thing from the little cute cat’s paw.

When you look closely, it is an oval brand, the size of a palm, the edges are extremely smooth, but the middle is slightly rough like a terrazzo, with a pattern of three stars on one side and a cross on the other.

This oval brand is neither delicate nor small, and the weight is quite heavy, other than that, there is nothing unusual.

Ding Hao looked at it for a long time and didn’t know what the brand was used for.

The black-bellied man took it over and observed it for a long time, but he couldn’t tell why, and finally raised his hand and threw it to Ding Hao: “Congratulations, a commemorative award, I guess this thing should be the hand card used by the ancient sect disciples to identify their identity or something. Things, the material is ordinary, not much value, so you can pay tribute to the ancients, well, that’s it.”

“Meow!” The little cute cat called out in dissatisfaction.

Ding Hao didn’t have much hope. Hearing this, he smiled, rubbed the cute white cat, and said with a smile: “It’s okay, you grow up quickly, and when you’re older, I’ll use it to make you a unique one. The cat card, hehe!”