Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 2813 [The Witch of Nan] debuts
Breakfast, as a supper.

The maid's food cannot be wasted... Lao Di doesn't dare to waste it now.

"Mr. Di, this is your latest treatment fee list, please confirm it."

"Don't you say it's best not to talk about business at the dinner table?"

Di Qinglong couldn't help shaking his hands at this time, he knew that it must be very expensive - the cost of repairing his appearance.

I saw Dr. Luo calmly holding the dishes at this time, very, very educated to eat the overnight meals - really can't be wasted.

"Mr. Di, this is your latest treatment fee list, please confirm it."

"Okay… okay."

It's useless, all the means that can be used on women seem to be ineffective on the female nurses in this clinic - Di Qinglong first gave birth to a sense of paleness and powerlessness towards a woman.

——How can there be such a terrible sense of coercion...

——New polymer nanomaterial skin grafting, supramolecular biological artificial artificial eye·K type, 3D face reconstruction... What the hell is this, never heard of it?

It was as if there was a kind of mountain called "I can't afford it" pressing down on him - there used to be one, but now there are two.

Di Qinglong quickly signed his name on the bill, and then threw it aside. As for the debt, he didn't feel it when he had more, and he would die if it was a big deal.

The morning news on TV was broadcasting the events of the abandoned building.

"...It is reported that this time it was caused by the remnants of alien species. After receiving the tip, the Fire Cloud General Administration immediately dispatched to calm down. It is temporarily impossible to die in the incident, but the law enforcement officers have launched hundreds of weapons from the ground floor of the building. Skeletons..."

Of course, the female anchor is decent in appearance, otherwise there will be no ratings.

Lao Di's eyes were not on the handsome anchor, but he frowned and said, "Doctor, there is one thing I don't quite understand... With Yuan Qinghua's ability, why can you build such a terrifying space?"

"If not alone." Dr. Luo said casually.

"Not alone..." Di Qinglong was stunned, his heart moved, "You said yes, those bones in the ground..."

"Resentment." Dr. Luo put down his chopsticks, looked at Di Qinglong and said, "You've seen it too, the birth of Specter."

Di Qinglong nodded. Before they found the building, the two had encountered a homeless person who died tragically... He even turned into a ghost because of his resentment. Later, there was even a daytime wanderer in the [Ninth Prison]. .

The process is not very pleasant.

"The resentment of hundreds of people, such a huge amount of resentment... The people in [Ninth Prison] didn't take action?" Di Qinglong frowned subconsciously.

Dr. Luo said: "The news I received is that recently [Ninth Prison] has temporarily stopped all operations for unknown reasons... Of course, it is unknown why they appeared again last night."

"The things to be dealt with, have been dealt with... etc.?" Di Qinglong asked tentatively, he always felt that the doctor knew, but he was a riddleman.

"It's possible." Dr. Luo nodded.

--Again!
Old Di sighed secretly, a lot of things happened in the past night, especially the last dream... It seems to be between the cracks between reality and illusion.

"Yuan Qinghua..." Di Qinglong suddenly stared at Dr. Luo seriously.

"About Miss Yuan, do you have any questions?"

"No." Di Qinglong finally shook his head, "There is no more... there is no need."

Mature men have to learn to let go, and men with stories know how to be smart... The duck king, who was a smash hit, bid farewell to the clinic quite gracefully at this time.

——It's nothing, I won't come to this place after being killed.

He secretly thought.

"Mr. Di, remember to pay the first installment on time next month!" The lady maid waved her off, not busy reminding.

- Can't get up at all! !
——I don’t know if the house and car are sold, enough for the first phase...

——Would you like to, simply...return to the arena?
——I always feel that I am not interested in women at the moment...

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——The Rich Woman Happy Ball you ordered has been placed.

——The goods are expected to arrive the day after tomorrow...

On the bench in the park facing the street, Di Qinglong shook the cigarette case, lit a cigarette for himself, and used the smoke he exhaled to dye the halo of the street lamp into a haze... in a daze.

The phone suddenly shook... An unfamiliar phone number came into Di Qinglong's eyes at this time.

He frowned.

It was indeed a completely unfamiliar number - he remembered all the numbers, customers, passers-by, important, unimportant - as long as there was a call log.

connected.

In the silence, a slightly hoarse voice sounded slowly, like a murmur, whispering something.

——[Vacuum hometown, no biological parents]

——【Red Sun...】

At the moment when the second sentence didn't seem to be finished, Di Qinglong cut off the phone...even the phone was crushed to pieces in his hands.

He stared blankly at the fragments of the mobile phone in his palm, and said to himself, "It's sloppy..."

Cell phones are also very expensive.

Di Qinglong didn't sit for long, then threw down the cigarette butt, turned and disappeared into the night.

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boom--!
The bullet, the armor-piercing kind, was being fired from a purely mechanical long-barreled shotgun at this time—faced with such a bullet, Kobayashi SIR rolled around like a donkey in a panic, avoided embarrassedly, and ate a mouthful. of mud.

I only heard Uncle De put down the shotgun at this time, and sneered: "At this level, do you want to learn from others to participate in the battle of [Twelve Cities]?"

"..." Xiaolin SIR said: "I can't protect my body, I can't use my cultivation, I can't use my body skills, and I have to cover my eyes..."

He tore off the black ribbon on his face, and said with a bitter expression, "Are you really planning to let my father give the black-headed man the white-headed man?"

The ghost knows how efficient this uncle who I met for the first time in his life is... Just after delivering the pickles from Mother Lin, he was immediately assigned to special training, and the training lasted all night.

"Your cultivation is very high." Uncle De said indifferently: "But your foundation is superficial. I don't know if it's because of the chance, or because you stepped on shit luck, but you can't even hold a sword well, so you have to get on it. Just wait in the ring to be hacked to death."

"Who said I'm not good at swords?" Kobayashi SIR was somewhat dissatisfied, stretched out his hand to grab it, and pulled out a law enforcer's stick from the motorcycle he was riding.

With a flick of the black stick, it instantly became three feet long. Without saying a word, Kobayashi SIR took his sword and swung it towards Uncle De, his sword energy was extremely fierce.

"[Xieyueshan] Peerless Sword Art?" Uncle De's eyes narrowed, and he seemed to recognize the origin of this sword style in an instant.

"Uncle, take the move!" The Law Enforcer's stick in Xiaolin SIR's hand instantly erupted with a three-foot sword gang, which swept across.

And then...and then nothing.

He seemed to see the stars, and then the sky turned around for a while, and then the Law Enforcer's Stick was thrown into the sky. At the same time, the barrel of the shotgun in Uncle De's hand was directly inserted into his mouth.

What the fuck?

"Although I don't know where you learned the Unparalleled Sword Art." Uncle De sneered: "But there are eight guys I have killed who can use the Unparalleled Sword Art. You dare to use this kind of sword art. Come to attack me, it's purely courting death."

Xiaolin SIR was shocked, how fierce was his uncle back then?Why do you want to be like this now—the most important thing is that when Uncle Fang Caide knocked him down, he didn’t even use a single bit of spiritual power?

"Yes... there is something to say!" Xiaolin SIR pulled the barrel of the gun away from his mouth, and then knelt down in front of Uncle De, "Uncle, I was wrong!"

"Let's go." Uncle De said calmly.

"No, I was really wrong! Uncle!" Xiaolin SIR was shocked, thinking that he was really annoyed.

"It's dawn." Uncle De said expressionlessly: "The cemetery will open after seven o'clock. I don't have time to greet you."

Xiao Lin SIR's heart moved, and he said quickly: "Then I will come to your old man at three tonight?"

"Why three shifts?" Uncle De asked in surprise.

"You just shot me three times, one, two, three, isn't it just three more?"

"Come back after dinner." Uncle De directly kicked Xiaolin SIR off the hill, "It's enough for the old man to stay up all night!"

Later, Kobayashi SIR flew away on a motorcycle.

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At seven o'clock in the cemetery in the southern suburbs, there were no worshippers immediately, but Uncle De continued to do his job as a cemetery administrator.

The little girl quietly followed behind Uncle De, and when she passed by each tombstone, she would bow respectfully.

Dad had told her to respect the dead.

Some tombstones were left there, and no one came.

In the beginning, I came here every year, and then only once every few years, and then suddenly one day in a certain year I would tell myself that next year, I must visit him.

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After having breakfast ([-] sticks of sandalwood), Uncle De touched the little girl's head and said softly, "There are a few tombstones on the back of the mountain that need to be cleaned today, Dad is a little tired today, can Wenwen help? Did Dad wipe it?"

"Okay!"

Carrying the bucket, she slowly floated towards the back of the mountain... The girl who is already a ghost, even under the sun, will not look too fragile.

It wasn't until the child landed on the mountainside that Uncle De looked back and slowly walked into the hut where he lived--I saw Uncle De bent over in an old fashion, and moved out from under the bed like a suitcase. The size of the box was then placed on the table.

The box was opened... The opened box turned out to be a boxed monitor screen.

I saw that Uncle De pressed one of the limited buttons... The screen flashed, but it remained pitch black, but there was already a sound.

It was a man's low voice: "At your command!"

"Three things." Uncle De said ponderingly at this time: "The first thing is to inquire about the latest movements of the [Ninth Prison] and report it every day. The second thing, I want this battle of the [Twelve Cities]. The detailed information of all the participants, their life, record, and practice characteristics, the more detailed the better... The third thing, buy me a batch of the most popular little girl clothes at the moment."

"Little... little girl?" The voice on the screen seemed surprised, but he quickly responded again: "Okay! I'll do it right away... Lord [Tian Wang]!"

Uncle De didn't speak, just turned off the screen, closed the box, and then stuffed it back under the bed.

"[Kunlun]?"

He closed his eyes slightly.

——Lin Youde, you kill my holy son... Heaven and earth allow you, but this seat will not allow you!
——Too much nonsense, let’s fight!Let me see how strong the so-called Half-Step Emperor is!

He coughed a few times suddenly, and it took a while for him to relax... Uncle De walked out of the hut where he lived and came to a secluded tombstone alone.

In front of the tombstone, it is almost difficult to find its existence if one is not careful.

Gently wiping the dust on the tombstone, I saw that the tombstone was written: [Lin Youde's Tomb].

"Young man is successful." Uncle De murmured to himself, "Don't be the second Lin Youde..."

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Miss Nan has her own private house - a small apartment rented outside.

Only Zhou officials are allowed to be ashamed, but the common people are not allowed to be shy?
- How can it be repaired!

"Sure enough, a little private space is the best."

She had nothing to do these days, and [Red Boy] began to practice ascetic music, which was ordered by Tie Luosha, the kind that could not leave the customs until the goal was achieved.

Miss Gao Nan of Huoyun has not gone back for a long time, the ghost knows why the school has not moved its address.

"Your Highness, the great witch, when will you find a suitable host for me?"

[Little Left].

"Got it, I'll find it when I finish watching this soap opera."

"Your Majesty the Witch, you said the same thing before your morning massage."

"Understood, I'll find it for you as soon as I finish the massage tomorrow."

"..."

——If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't beat it... I miss my uncle [Xiao Zuo], who used to be a dignified alien lord with an alien army under his command...

On the sofa, a beep, beep, beep... is a vibration sound.

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This is a space like a castle hall.

Different from the [Sacrificial] space Hui Ye Qianfeng entered last time, what he saw this time was actually a splendid hall—all around the hall were carved with reliefs of a completely different style from the Grand Alliance.

Hui Ye Qianfeng couldn't help frowning, feeling that the feeling of entering the [Sacrificial] space this time was a little different.

【quiet】!
In the splendid hall, an old... rather blunt voice suddenly sounded.

Hui Ye Qianfeng instinctively held his breath, and saw that the throne of the main hall suddenly lit up... On the throne, there was already a man in a long black dress, holding a three-meter long What a long wand... a woman.

On the staff, the stars, the sun and the moon kept spinning, but Kaguya Qianfeng couldn't see the face of the woman on the throne... as if it was covered with a shadow.

"Who are you?" Hui Ye Qianfeng was on guard at this moment.

[Sacrifice] The space is already the last ceremonial guard for his comeback. If there is an accident here, he will face a more serious end of being killed - the big league will not let him go, [Beasts] Hui Ye's family is more Will not let him go!

"Witch." The woman in the black dress on the throne said indifferently: "The witch who rules the stars is also the real master of this place."

"Master?" Hui Ye Qianfeng frowned.

"Yes, this is the real space hidden in the black card." [Witch] said indifferently: "Hui Ye Qianfeng, you have passed the test of this witch, I was very troublesome with the things you sacrificed last time, so I only I deliberately showed my true body to see you."

Hui Ye Qianfeng just looked at it suspiciously, obviously not believing it.

[Witch] chuckled softly: "Hui Ye Qianfeng, what are you going to sacrifice this time? Judging from your appearance, you have experienced a difficult battle, right?"

Hui Ye Qianfeng's face was a little ugly. If he hadn't been driven to a dead end, he really wouldn't risk entering this [Sacrificial] space in the [Desolate Realm], and there was only one maid by his side who could betray him at any time. Chu Rui.

"I encountered a group of aliens on the road, and after repelling them, I met people who came to chase me." Hui Ye Qianfeng said solemnly: "I need to recover from my injury as soon as possible, if I can further improve my cultivation, it will naturally be more it is good."

I saw [The Witch] swipe the staff in her hand, and in front of Hui Ye Qianfeng, a man-height scale instantly appeared, "Place the thing you want to sacrifice on the left side of the scale, and it will tell you that you can Get something in return."

Hui Ye Qianfeng had nowhere else to go. At this time, he could only take out a fresh heart from his arms with suspicion and placed it on the left side of the scale.

I saw that the right side of Libra was only slightly tilted upwards at this time, and then Libra released a ray of light and threw it on Kaguya Qianfeng's body - this body after a hard fight was injured in many places.

After Huiguang submerged, Hui Ye Qianfeng only felt that the pain was a little lighter, and at the same time, a relatively serious wound on his body also healed instantly.

"That's it?" Hui Ye Qianfeng frowned, "This is the heart of a heterogenous warrior comparable to a seventh-order monk! Do you know how much it is worth on the black market?"

[Witch] smiled and said: "Hui Ye Qianfeng, if I look down on this heart, does that mean I look down on you?"

"What do you mean?" Hui Ye Qianfeng was stunned.

[Witch] calmly said: "Hui Ye Qianfeng, you are already a high-ranking eighth-order Taoist. If there is no accident, you will become the overlord of one party. It will not be difficult for you to kill a heterogeneous war, but you must It's hard for a cultivator of the seventh rank to hurt you... You mean, you're weak, right?"

Hui Ye Qianfeng pondered: "In other words, the items that will be sacrificed in the future must be based on my ability as a reference?"

"Of course." The [Witch] smiled slightly, and then said again: "It can be filled even if it is not too large... For example, four or five hundred pieces of this kind of heart material can actually be used."

Four or five hundred alien warriors that are comparable to the seventh rank, should the emperor of the half step kneel down when he comes?
How come the castle hall that came in after passing the test seems to be more... darker? ?
Hui Ye Qianfeng took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice, "If I want to be promoted to the Great Emperor, what would I need to sacrifice?"

"Please sacrifice..." Only the voice of the [Witch] whispered in the hall, "Your only love."

"what?!"

A surge of excitement caused Hui Ye Qianfeng to instantly burst into a beast-like aura, but at this time, the [Witch] in the hall just waved the staff in his hand at will.

In an instant, Hui Ye Qianfeng was driven away by an irresistible force...withdrawn.

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In the wilderness under the darkness of night, danger is everywhere.

The woman was holding a long sword at this time, and looked around nervously... She wiped her palms, which had been soaked with sweat, from time to time.

At this moment, there was a slight movement behind him.

The woman...Chu Rui turned around quickly and said in surprise, "Master Qianfeng, you're awake...your injury?"

"It's not all right." Hui Ye Qianfeng's face sank at this time, his eyes fell on Chu Rui, and it was uncertain.

"Qian... Master Qianfeng?" Chu Rui only felt her heart skip a beat... frightened.

"Although it's not perfect." Hui Ye Qianfeng said indifferently: "But it's more than enough to deal with a few white steel brocade clothes... Let's go, get rid of these pugs before dawn, and we'll be able to arrive at [Beimang Ghost Creature] in no time."

Under the night, in the wilderness, a fierce aura instantly rose.

"No, it's Hui Ye Qianfeng! He... isn't he seriously injured? How can he still have spare strength!"

Screaming everywhere.

(End of this chapter)