I want to kill a god before I die

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"Pay."

Cheng Hai took out his card.

Because the Spirit Medicine Pavilion did not accept magic crystals, he had already sold the magic crystals in the Forging Pavilion before he came to buy the medicine.

Although the purchase price there will be the same as that of Xiaohuandan, which is a bit lower than that sold in the free market.However, retail investors in the free market may not necessarily have spare money to buy these things. In order to save time, this is also the best way.

Coming out of the elixir pavilion, Cheng Hai went to the next destination.

Pavilion of Thousand Machines!

Chapter 1 Seventy Foreshadowing

Sturdy mahogany forms the beams, and the stately cornices curve upward.The building in front of me, which looks like an ancient star-gazing tower, is the Qianji Pavilion on Zhisheng Street.

Stepping into the threshold of Qianji Pavilion, a woman covered in tulle sat on the front desk.

"Hello, man."

"Hello, Miss Yuan Ya." Cheng Hai nodded slightly.

"If you need the help of the messenger, please wait at the No. [-] entrance." Miss Yuan Ya said gently.

"Ok."

Cheng Hai followed her arrangement and entered a room surrounded by mirrors.

These mirrors are not simple, they are made of expensive magic crystals, and the interior is inlaid with a mysterious magic circle, which isolates the outside from detection.After the guests sit in, the space where they sit starts to rotate. These mirrors can attract the brain waves of the guests, making them less aware of where they are and where they are going.

This is not such a brilliant illusion, as long as there is a certain attainment in illusion, it can be easily broken.But if you do this, I'm sorry, Qianji Pavilion will never be opened for you again.

This is the rule.

After moving for about ten seconds, a closed dark room appeared in front of Cheng Hai's eyes.

"Please explain why you're here, man."

The figure of Miss Yuan Ya appeared in front of Cheng Hai again.She, the front desk of Qianji Pavilion, is also a fortune-teller who has the ability to see cause and effect, and is also responsible for arranging corresponding messengers for customers.

"I need a messenger who understands goblins and asks him to find someone for me."

"May I ask what you mean by understanding?"

"Habits and hobbies." Cheng Hai thought for a while.

"If you don't have a designated candidate, I'll recommend Messenger No. 106, Zhou Xiaoze." Miss Yuan Ya said.

"Uh, okay." Cheng Hai nodded.

Anyway, he didn't know many messengers, so he let her arrange it.

Seeing Cheng Hai's abnormal appearance, Ms. Yuan Ya added: "Although he is a virgin, he has a lot of experience in the study of women, especially petite women who are less than 1.5 meters tall."

"Eh lolicon?" Cheng Hai frowned.

"Who is praising me?"

The opposite door of the secret room suddenly opened, and a masked man walked in.

At this time, Miss Yuan Ya's voice came again from the secret room: "The courier you need has been connected, I wish you good luck."

"Hello."

"Hello, what do you want to know?" Zhou Xiaoze asked straight to the point.

"How much do you know about goblins?" Cheng Hai asked.

"You have found the right person!"

Zhou Xiaoze stood up abruptly, stepped on the chair, and his eyes lit up, "I'm an expert in this area!"

"Excuse me, are you a pervert?" Cheng Hai frowned.

The messenger is a group of mysterious existences, and he has a unique hobby for petite creatures. No matter how you look at it, it takes three years to start.

No wonder you have to cover your face!

"Not a pervert, but a serious feminist."

Zhou Xiaoze helped his mask, and explained in a serious manner: "When I face cute and pitiful petite women, I will take the initiative to lend a helping hand to them, and I will not do anything to hurt them. Please don't misunderstand."

"Tsk, if a swimming fairy and Miss Yuan Ya fell into the river at the same time, who would you help?"

"Fairy!"

Zhou Xiaoze's eyes were bright.

"Isn't Ms. Yuan Ya an acquaintance of yours!" Cheng Hai patted the table.

"Sorry, I said that I am a real feminist. However, only women who are under 1 meters tall can enjoy feminism." Zhou Xiaoze said.

"Sure enough, after finishing this group of demons, kill him and kill the people." The corner of Cheng Hai's mouth twitched slightly.

"Let's talk about it."

Zhou Xiaoze sat up straight, and then added: "If you want to monitor a certain goblin, I can only charge half of the price."

Cheng Hai: ""

The man feels hopeless.

"It's not a surveillance job." Cheng Hai narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I want to meet Chu Xuan, the catastrophe fairy. If possible, please build a bridge for me."

The desolate demon camp was full of dust, and dozens of red-bodied imps were busy in the wilderness with tools.

Demons are not comparable to human beings, and this independent world is not comparable to the living space of human beings.After just one day, half of the land destroyed by the war has been leveled.

Due to the sharp decrease in the number of people, the demon's living area has shrunk ten miles.The outer entertainment area was also surrounded by a flat area, and temporary healing points and resource supply points were built.

Four of the six magic cannons in the camp were dismantled by Dishan and the others, but due to the loss of the Eye of the Fool, the remaining two can only be manipulated by demons, and the accuracy may only be half of the original.

In the innermost part of the camp, that is, in Nessaly's palace, the demon kings and demon kings of the demon side are sitting in three directions of the conference table.

Gasco didn't like this kind of meeting, so there were only three badly injured demon kings present.

"How is your recovery?"

Nessari looked at the two spirited demon kings, unable to see his emotions or anger.

"It's not good! The holy light of Fibri has lost part of my memory, and now I perform the void transition a second slower than usual." Herter said angrily.

"Me too. I can still hear the judge chanting sutras in my mind until now. I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything for a while! He's coming again!"

As he said that, Kerrick patted himself on the head again.

Nessari was silent for a while, as if thinking.

Soul wounds are the most difficult to heal, and even if someone can heal them, these two demon kings will not easily hand over their souls to others.

So, Nessari took out two small bottles, placed them in front of the two of them, and said, "Menghun water, one bottle for each person."

The eyes of the two demon kings brightened, and they quickly put away the bottle.

This is a good thing to heal the soul.

"Last night, I let Lilith use the holy blood."

Nessari looked at the two demon kings until they looked up, and then continued: "The effect is not good. In addition to not being dirty enough, the holy blood itself is more repellent to evil than I imagined. So I don’t think the rumors about No.12 saint’s betrayal of the Lord were true, and it’s very likely that Judas would interfere with us when we snatched the severed finger.”

"If you interfere, let's interfere. After working for so long, we can't get it and can't give it to the Holy Cult. It's the same as the Holy Blood." Kerrik said.

"That's right, but in order to avoid the worst, I have to at least collect our taxes." Nessari stood up slowly.

"you mean"

Kerrick's soul fire narrowed slightly.

"Blood Moon's side will also close the net. If you are in a bad situation and face Huang Quan, why don't you go there on behalf of us."

Nessari turned his back and turned back, "It's time for them to fulfill their promise."

Chapter 171 The Mist

The three days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Cheng Yiyi completed their training journey.

Putting the folded quilt into the suitcase, Ji Youzhu turned around and asked, "Is everything packed?"

After two days of getting along, they became acquainted with each other.Although it is still far from the talk of heart-to-heart talk, at least I can actively find some topics to talk about.

"Ah."

Cheng Yi nodded and looked out the window.

There was no sunny day in Qingquan Villa in the past three days, and the fog outside was getting bigger and bigger, and the visibility was very low.

This is especially true today.

"Did you feel anything?" Cheng Yi frowned.

"what?"

Ji Youzhu looked out along her line of sight, and then stretched out his spiritual consciousness.

A bus was leaving slowly, it was a special bus belonging to another school.

A total of five schools participated in this training, and each school has a quota of six to seven people.

Originally, everyone planned to go back together today, but considering that the fog is too heavy and it is inconvenient to drive, and some parents want to take this opportunity to exchange feelings with the teacher, they booked a few tables next door tonight.

Therefore, in the end, two school teams decided to stay overnight and leave together tomorrow morning.

At this time, there was still about half an hour before we left for dinner, but the sky had already darkened.The parents had already gathered downstairs, and the bright street lights fell on them, casting a faint shadow.

The sound of laughter came from one side, and the children were chasing and playing in the open space not far away.

Going forward, the erratic mist was like cotton yarn, entangled Ji Youzhu's consciousness.She continued to explore, feeling trees and flowing water in the mist.

Nothing out of the ordinary here.

"As if I didn't find anything"

Ji Youzhu looked at Cheng Yiyi suspiciously.

Although she is the guardian on the surface, Cheng Yiyi is much better than her in terms of skills.When she said that, she probably discovered something was wrong.

"That fog has been moving towards us." Cheng Yi said.

"Moving towards us?" Ji Youzhu frowned.

Today's fog spreads quickly, but it's just fog.

"Then what should we do? Even if we propose to leave, I feel that the parents downstairs can't be settled by the two of us." Ji Youzhu was in trouble.

You can't just use violence to coerce others to leave just because of the suspicion of the two of them, right?

"Ugh"

Cheng Yiyi also sighed, and said helplessly, "Let's go down first."

Although she can eat their memories, she cannot modify them.And with so many people, it is beyond their ability to deal with the aftermath.

Before finding the correct answer, I just hope this is just their illusion.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door, followed by Cheng Yiyi's class teacher's voice: "Yiyi, sister Yiyi, go down to eat!"

"Let's go."

The two looked at each other, and went downstairs holding hands.

"Teacher Zhang is here!"

"Teacher Zhang has worked hard!"

The parents swarmed up enthusiastically, pushing Ji Youzhu aside.