Chapter 2199
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Of course, it is inevitable that the spicy chicken system is afraid of flattery, but it is directly sealed by the ancient famine. If it is spread, he has transcended with the help of miracles and reached the superior detachment sequence in 9000 years. What a terrible thing it is. There is no need for noumenon infusion power, and even can feed the noumenon.
The endless deep space just a moment ago has already been contacted with the noumenon. The noumenon has all known about the acquisition of the miracle side. It is up to the noumenon to deduce the road. As a sprouting new trumpet, he will well witness the civilization on the miracle side.
"Bart, old Bart, damn drunkard, where have you been?"
"The best tobacco from my hometown. If you don't come out again, I'll sell it in the grocery store."
At this time, a dusty dwarf old man in a blue cloak appeared at the door of the blacksmith's shop. He shouted at old Bart's blacksmith's shop. His thick voice could definitely spread half the street.
"Wager, you old man, you're here!"
"According to the time, you should have come three months ago. Was it sucked dry by the demon on the road?"
"Shet, give me the tobacco."
Old Bart ran out of the tavern next door, looked at the dwarf in front of him with a red face, and went straight up to give him a huge hug. The etiquette of the dwarf has always been so rough and simple.
"Hi! Old drunkard, all the doors of miracles have been destroyed. I came all the way. "
"Not only me, but many large chambers of commerce are now trapped in green city."
"It's getting more and more restless. May miracles come and tide over this disaster."
Wager was an old dwarf with a big red nose. He sat at the door of the blacksmith's shop and sighed. He saw the ancient wasteland coming from behind and couldn't help looking more curiously.
"Wager, his name is wuthirteen. He was brought by mu mu."
"Tell me, what disaster is it? Can't the strong of green city solve it?"
"The city Lord is a strong man who holds high miracles. The miracle sword in his hand has been blessed by the daughter of miracles."
Old Bart was sober with a strong smell of wine. If green city can't resist the disaster, who else can resist it.
"Old drunkard, what you think is too simple. It takes three days to use the high miracle power. Although the miracle sword has been blessed, the disaster level is too terrible."
"It is infinitely close to the nightmare level. It is said that the existence of the nightmare level will produce the master of the nightmare, which is equivalent to the controller of the miracle power of the holy order."
"There is only one high-level miracle strong man in green city, and only the main city of the province of Arnia has several holy order miracle strong men. Without the blessing of the miracle gate, even the miracle creation will take ten days to arrive."
"Once the disaster is promoted to nightmare level, it is enough to turn everything within a thousand miles of green city into a disaster area. Now what green city master can do is to send an army to stop the growth of the disaster. I heard that the disaster moved towards your camp when I came."
"The Legion stationed here can't stop the expansion of the disaster, and this time it's said that the disaster comes from death..."
"Old drunkard, there are few days of peace..."
Wager took out a palm sized card from his backpack and directly poured out countless fine iron, copper, secret silver and other materials. It was piled into a hill. Finally, he took out a small cloth bag. It was full of top-grade tobacco, but his face was also melancholy.
"Wu13, go to the third cabinet behind the counter. There is a wooden box with a second-order miracle gift card in it. Go and bring it to me immediately."
Old Bart looked back at the ancient wasteland and ordered him to go down.
Gu Huang quickly walked over and took out a white card, about the size of a palm, with strange lines on one side and no patterns on the other.
significant?
Is miracle civilization compatible? This is obviously a card side means. It seems that miracles are really omnipotent.
High level miracles should be equivalent to seven or eight levels of cultivation.
The holy order miracle is equivalent to the saint who controls the rule level.
It doesn't matter. Anyway, there is only a hundred years. I can afford to wait and see where this miracle civilization can go.
At this time, Gu Huang came to old Bart with his cards. He saw that old Bart threw the cards back, and all the materials on the ground were included.
"Old... Old Bart... Wager, quickly... Quickly repair our weapons."
"In one hour, I'll give you a hundred miracle gold coins. You can repair these weapons. I have to hurry to find the priest of the church for blessing."
"Many dead souls have run outside our camp. The defense line is less than 100 miles. They must be repaired for me in an hour."
Miss spirit Mu Mu came panting and directly took out a weapon card and poured out hundreds of broken weapons, including shields, armor, bows and arrows, hatchets
"Wager, old man, give me a hand!"
"Nothing can be said to let these damn undead trample on our camp."
"Mu Mu, this is the repair fee. We only charge the cost price and kill all the dead with these weapons."
Old Bart woke up in a moment, grabbed a few weapons with a hammer, and went to the nearby worktable to repair them. Wager also took off his cloak and revealed his strong muscles. He also picked up a big hammer and began to repair the damaged weapons.
Gu Huang was not idle. He watched two old dwarves repair weapons and sent one to him when they were repaired. But he saw at a glance that these weapons repaired twice would eventually be broken even if they were taken to war. Even if they were blessed with miraculous power, they could be used only a limited number of times.
"Wu13, how are you doing here? Is anyone bothering you? "
"No."
"Wuthirteen, what is your hometown like? Is there a miracle Island beautiful?"
"No."
"Wu13, when we fight back the scourge of the dead, I'll take you to church and ask the priest to test your potential to become a miracle warrior."
"Not good."
"Alas! I said No. 13. Miss Ben is your lifesaver. Why are you so cold to me? "
"Miss mu, I will repay you for your help, but now the two masters are busy. Please don't make noise and don't affect their work."
“……”
In the face of the coldness of the ancient wasteland, Miss elf couldn't help grinding her teeth. If she didn't see that he was a mortal, she really wanted to beat him up.
"Bang!"
"I'm so tired. It's finally repaired, wager. Your craft hasn't fallen behind."
"Old drunkard, of course."
More than half an hour later, wager and old Bart took over guhuang's wet towel, left their hammers, and finally repaired all the weapons. Even wager was quite satisfied with guhuang, and he was a diligent young man.
"This is the repair fee. You have collected it. In addition, I'm offering ten gold coins to hire him for a long time. Old Bart, do you have any opinion?"
Miss elf Mu Mu took out a bag of gold coins and looked at the ancient wasteland next to her. She couldn't help thinking of a little revenge.
"Mu Mu, you brought people. You want them to work."
Old Bart smiled and took the money bag. As for wu13, she was automatically ignored. The little girl was angry and wanted to be whole.
"Wuthirteen, from now on, you listen to my command."
"Give these weapons and armor to miss Ben and move to the church in the East."
Miss spirit Mu Mu pinched her waist with both hands and hung a very proud smile on her face. She wanted to clean up a guy. She dared to be so cold to me. The lightest weapons here are ten kilograms. It's up to you, a weak mortal, to see how you beg for mercy later.
"Good!"
Gu Huang answered and found a rope from the blacksmith's shop. In the shocked eyes of old Bart, wager and mu mu, he made the rope into a net bag and hundreds of weapons, armor and shields, forming a super large burden. His backhand was so carried on his shoulder and went step by step towards the Church in the East.
"Old drunkard, is he really a mortal? The weapons, armor and shields here add up to at least 2000 kilograms, so he carried them away. "
"Old man, where do I know?"
"Don't ask me, I don't know."
Miss elf Mu Mu chased out and followed Gu Huang so far. She looked like she had seen a ghost. A mortal carrying a heavy weight of 2000 kg, his face was not red and breathless. She walked to the church calmly and leisurely. This is really a mortal. She should not be a practitioner of Kyushu in the legend!
But it's not right! If you are a practitioner, there should be fluctuations in Yuan powe
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Of course, it is inevitable that the spicy chicken system is afraid of flattery, but it is directly sealed by the ancient famine. If it is spread, he has transcended with the help of miracles and reached the superior detachment sequence in 9000 years. What a terrible thing it is. There is no need for noumenon infusion power, and even can feed the noumenon.
The endless deep space just a moment ago has already been contacted with the noumenon. The noumenon has all known about the acquisition of the miracle side. It is up to the noumenon to deduce the road. As a sprouting new trumpet, he will well witness the civilization on the miracle side.
"Bart, old Bart, damn drunkard, where have you been?"
"The best tobacco from my hometown. If you don't come out again, I'll sell it in the grocery store."
At this time, a dusty dwarf old man in a blue cloak appeared at the door of the blacksmith's shop. He shouted at old Bart's blacksmith's shop. His thick voice could definitely spread half the street.
"Wager, you old man, you're here!"
"According to the time, you should have come three months ago. Was it sucked dry by the demon on the road?"
"Shet, give me the tobacco."
Old Bart ran out of the tavern next door, looked at the dwarf in front of him with a red face, and went straight up to give him a huge hug. The etiquette of the dwarf has always been so rough and simple.
"Hi! Old drunkard, all the doors of miracles have been destroyed. I came all the way. "
"Not only me, but many large chambers of commerce are now trapped in green city."
"It's getting more and more restless. May miracles come and tide over this disaster."
Wager was an old dwarf with a big red nose. He sat at the door of the blacksmith's shop and sighed. He saw the ancient wasteland coming from behind and couldn't help looking more curiously.
"Wager, his name is wuthirteen. He was brought by mu mu."
"Tell me, what disaster is it? Can't the strong of green city solve it?"
"The city Lord is a strong man who holds high miracles. The miracle sword in his hand has been blessed by the daughter of miracles."
Old Bart was sober with a strong smell of wine. If green city can't resist the disaster, who else can resist it.
"Old drunkard, what you think is too simple. It takes three days to use the high miracle power. Although the miracle sword has been blessed, the disaster level is too terrible."
"It is infinitely close to the nightmare level. It is said that the existence of the nightmare level will produce the master of the nightmare, which is equivalent to the controller of the miracle power of the holy order."
"There is only one high-level miracle strong man in green city, and only the main city of the province of Arnia has several holy order miracle strong men. Without the blessing of the miracle gate, even the miracle creation will take ten days to arrive."
"Once the disaster is promoted to nightmare level, it is enough to turn everything within a thousand miles of green city into a disaster area. Now what green city master can do is to send an army to stop the growth of the disaster. I heard that the disaster moved towards your camp when I came."
"The Legion stationed here can't stop the expansion of the disaster, and this time it's said that the disaster comes from death..."
"Old drunkard, there are few days of peace..."
Wager took out a palm sized card from his backpack and directly poured out countless fine iron, copper, secret silver and other materials. It was piled into a hill. Finally, he took out a small cloth bag. It was full of top-grade tobacco, but his face was also melancholy.
"Wu13, go to the third cabinet behind the counter. There is a wooden box with a second-order miracle gift card in it. Go and bring it to me immediately."
Old Bart looked back at the ancient wasteland and ordered him to go down.
Gu Huang quickly walked over and took out a white card, about the size of a palm, with strange lines on one side and no patterns on the other.
significant?
Is miracle civilization compatible? This is obviously a card side means. It seems that miracles are really omnipotent.
High level miracles should be equivalent to seven or eight levels of cultivation.
The holy order miracle is equivalent to the saint who controls the rule level.
It doesn't matter. Anyway, there is only a hundred years. I can afford to wait and see where this miracle civilization can go.
At this time, Gu Huang came to old Bart with his cards. He saw that old Bart threw the cards back, and all the materials on the ground were included.
"Old... Old Bart... Wager, quickly... Quickly repair our weapons."
"In one hour, I'll give you a hundred miracle gold coins. You can repair these weapons. I have to hurry to find the priest of the church for blessing."
"Many dead souls have run outside our camp. The defense line is less than 100 miles. They must be repaired for me in an hour."
Miss spirit Mu Mu came panting and directly took out a weapon card and poured out hundreds of broken weapons, including shields, armor, bows and arrows, hatchets
"Wager, old man, give me a hand!"
"Nothing can be said to let these damn undead trample on our camp."
"Mu Mu, this is the repair fee. We only charge the cost price and kill all the dead with these weapons."
Old Bart woke up in a moment, grabbed a few weapons with a hammer, and went to the nearby worktable to repair them. Wager also took off his cloak and revealed his strong muscles. He also picked up a big hammer and began to repair the damaged weapons.
Gu Huang was not idle. He watched two old dwarves repair weapons and sent one to him when they were repaired. But he saw at a glance that these weapons repaired twice would eventually be broken even if they were taken to war. Even if they were blessed with miraculous power, they could be used only a limited number of times.
"Wu13, how are you doing here? Is anyone bothering you? "
"No."
"Wuthirteen, what is your hometown like? Is there a miracle Island beautiful?"
"No."
"Wu13, when we fight back the scourge of the dead, I'll take you to church and ask the priest to test your potential to become a miracle warrior."
"Not good."
"Alas! I said No. 13. Miss Ben is your lifesaver. Why are you so cold to me? "
"Miss mu, I will repay you for your help, but now the two masters are busy. Please don't make noise and don't affect their work."
“……”
In the face of the coldness of the ancient wasteland, Miss elf couldn't help grinding her teeth. If she didn't see that he was a mortal, she really wanted to beat him up.
"Bang!"
"I'm so tired. It's finally repaired, wager. Your craft hasn't fallen behind."
"Old drunkard, of course."
More than half an hour later, wager and old Bart took over guhuang's wet towel, left their hammers, and finally repaired all the weapons. Even wager was quite satisfied with guhuang, and he was a diligent young man.
"This is the repair fee. You have collected it. In addition, I'm offering ten gold coins to hire him for a long time. Old Bart, do you have any opinion?"
Miss elf Mu Mu took out a bag of gold coins and looked at the ancient wasteland next to her. She couldn't help thinking of a little revenge.
"Mu Mu, you brought people. You want them to work."
Old Bart smiled and took the money bag. As for wu13, she was automatically ignored. The little girl was angry and wanted to be whole.
"Wuthirteen, from now on, you listen to my command."
"Give these weapons and armor to miss Ben and move to the church in the East."
Miss spirit Mu Mu pinched her waist with both hands and hung a very proud smile on her face. She wanted to clean up a guy. She dared to be so cold to me. The lightest weapons here are ten kilograms. It's up to you, a weak mortal, to see how you beg for mercy later.
"Good!"
Gu Huang answered and found a rope from the blacksmith's shop. In the shocked eyes of old Bart, wager and mu mu, he made the rope into a net bag and hundreds of weapons, armor and shields, forming a super large burden. His backhand was so carried on his shoulder and went step by step towards the Church in the East.
"Old drunkard, is he really a mortal? The weapons, armor and shields here add up to at least 2000 kilograms, so he carried them away. "
"Old man, where do I know?"
"Don't ask me, I don't know."
Miss elf Mu Mu chased out and followed Gu Huang so far. She looked like she had seen a ghost. A mortal carrying a heavy weight of 2000 kg, his face was not red and breathless. She walked to the church calmly and leisurely. This is really a mortal. She should not be a practitioner of Kyushu in the legend!
But it's not right! If you are a practitioner, there should be fluctuations in Yuan powe
Of course, it is inevitable that the spicy chicken system is afraid of flattery, but it is directly sealed by the ancient famine. If it is spread, he has transcended with the help of miracles and reached the superior detachment sequence in 9000 years. What a terrible thing it is. There is no need for noumenon infusion power, and even can feed the noumenon.The endless deep space just a moment ago has already been contacted with the noumenon. The noumenon has all known about the acquisition of the miracle side. It is up to the noumenon to deduce the road. As a sprouting new trumpet, he will well witness the civilization on the miracle side."Bart, old Bart, damn drunkard, where have you been?""The best tobacco from my hometown. If you don't come out again, I'll sell it in the grocery store."At this time, a dusty dwarf old man in a blue cloak appeared at the door of the blacksmith's shop. He shouted at old Bart's blacksmith's shop. His thick voice could definitely spread half the street."Wager, you old man, you're here!""According to the time, you should have come three months ago. Was it sucked dry by the demon on the road?""Shet, give me the tobacco."Old Bart ran out of the tavern next door, looked at the dwarf in front of him with a red face, and went straight up to give him a huge hug. The etiquette of the dwarf has always been so rough and simple."Hi! Old drunkard, all the doors of miracles have been destroyed. I came all the way. ""Not only me, but many large chambers of commerce are now trapped in green city.""It's getting more and more restless. May miracles come and tide over this disaster."Wager was an old dwarf with a big red nose. He sat at the door of the blacksmith's shop and sighed. He saw the ancient wasteland coming from behind and couldn't help looking more curiously."Wager, his name is wuthirteen. He was brought by mu mu.""Tell me, what disaster is it? Can't the strong of green city solve it?""The city Lord is a strong man who holds high miracles. The miracle sword in his hand has been blessed by the daughter of miracles."Old Bart was sober with a strong smell of wine. If green city can't resist the disaster, who else can resist it."Old drunkard, what you think is too simple. It takes three days to use the high miracle power. Although the miracle sword has been blessed, the disaster level is too terrible.""It is infinitely close to the nightmare level. It is said that the existence of the nightmare level will produce the master of the nightmare, which is equivalent to the controller of the miracle power of the holy order.""There is only one high-level miracle strong man in green city, and only the main city of the province of Arnia has several holy order miracle strong men. Without the blessing of the miracle gate, even the miracle creation will take ten days to arrive.""Once the disaster is promoted to nightmare level, it is enough to turn everything within a thousand miles of green city into a disaster area. Now what green city master can do is to send an army to stop the growth of the disaster. I heard that the disaster moved towards your camp when I came.""The Legion stationed here can't stop the expansion of the disaster, and this time it's said that the disaster comes from death...""Old drunkard, there are few days of peace..."Wager took out a palm sized card from his backpack and directly poured out countless fine iron, copper, secret silver and other materials. It was piled into a hill. Finally, he took out a small cloth bag. It was full of top-grade tobacco, but his face was also melancholy."Wu13, go to the third cabinet behind the counter. There is a wooden box with a second-order miracle gift card in it. Go and bring it to me immediately."Old Bart looked back at the ancient wasteland and ordered him to go down.Gu Huang quickly walked over and took out a white card, about the size of a palm, with strange lines on one side and no patterns on the other.significant?Is miracle civilization compatible? This is obviously a card side means. It seems that miracles are really omnipotent.High level miracles should be equivalent to seven or eight levels of cultivation.The holy order miracle is equivalent to the saint who controls the rule level.It doesn't matter. Anyway, there is only a hundred years. I can afford to wait and see where this miracle civilization can go.At this time, Gu Huang came to old Bart with his cards. He saw that old Bart threw the cards back, and all the materials on the ground were included."Old... Old Bart... Wager, quickly... Quickly repair our weapons.""In one hour, I'll give you a hundred miracle gold coins. You can repair these weapons. I have to hurry to find the priest of the church for blessing.""Many dead souls have run outside our camp. The defense line is less than 100 miles. They must be repaired for me in an hour."Miss spirit Mu Mu came panting and directly took out a weapon card and poured out hundreds of broken weapons, including shields, armor, bows and arrows, hatchets"Wager, old man, give me a hand!""Nothing can be said to let these damn undead trample on our camp.""Mu Mu, this is the repair fee. We only charge the cost price and kill all the dead with these weapons."Old Bart woke up in a moment, grabbed a few weapons with a hammer, and went to the nearby worktable to repair them. Wager also took off his cloak and revealed his strong muscles. He also picked up a big hammer and began to repair the damaged weapons.Gu Huang was not idle. He watched two old dwarves repair weapons and sent one to him when they were repaired. But he saw at a glance that these weapons repaired twice would eventually be broken even if they were taken to war. Even if they were blessed with miraculous power, they could be used only a limited number of times."Wu13, how are you doing here? Is anyone bothering you? ""No.""Wuthirteen, what is your hometown like? Is there a miracle Island beautiful?""No.""Wu13, when we fight back the scourge of the dead, I'll take you to church and ask the priest to test your potential to become a miracle warrior.""Not good.""Alas! I said No. 13. Miss Ben is your lifesaver. Why are you so cold to me? ""Miss mu, I will repay you for your help, but now the two masters are busy. Please don't make noise and don't affect their work."In the face of the coldness of the ancient wasteland, Miss elf couldn't help grinding her teeth. If she didn't see that he was a mortal, she really wanted to beat him up."Bang!""I'm so tired. It's finally repaired, wager. Your craft hasn't fallen behind.""Old drunkard, of course."More than half an hour later, wager and old Bart took over guhuang's wet towel, left their hammers, and finally repaired all the weapons. Even wager was quite satisfied with guhuang, and he was a diligent young man."This is the repair fee. You have collected it. In addition, I'm offering ten gold coins to hire him for a long time. Old Bart, do you have any opinion?"Miss elf Mu Mu took out a bag of gold coins and looked at the ancient wasteland next to her. She couldn't help thinking of a little revenge."Mu Mu, you brought people. You want them to work."Old Bart smiled and took the money bag. As for wu13, she was automatically ignored. The little girl was angry and wanted to be whole."Wuthirteen, from now on, you listen to my command.""Give these weapons and armor to miss Ben and move to the church in the East."Miss spirit Mu Mu pinched her waist with both hands and hung a very proud smile on her face. She wanted to clean up a guy. She dared to be so cold to me. The lightest weapons here are ten kilograms. It's up to you, a weak mortal, to see how you beg for mercy later."Good!"Gu Huang answered and found a rope from the blacksmith's shop. In the shocked eyes of old Bart, wager and mu mu, he made the rope into a net bag and hundreds of weapons, armor and shields, forming a super large burden. His backhand was so carried on his shoulder and went step by step towards the Church in the East."Old drunkard, is he really a mortal? The weapons, armor and shields here add up to at least 2000 kilograms, so he carried them away. ""Old man, where do I know?""Don't ask me, I don't know."Miss elf Mu Mu chased out and followed Gu Huang so far. She looked like she had seen a ghost. A mortal carrying a heavy weight of 2000 kg, his face was not red and breathless. She walked to the church calmly and leisurely. This is really a mortal. She should not be a practitioner of Kyushu in the legend!But it's not right! If you are a practitioner, there should be fluctuations in Yuan powe
