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"I didn't expect that you would also have moments when sparks of wisdom burst out." Harley said with envy on her face.

Who wouldn’t envy the youth and immortality?

Xanadu glared at her, "If I wasn't smart enough, could I have gone through all the hardships and lived peacefully until now?"

——With your forest fairy's start, the lake fairy's sister's background, and the iron-mouthed magic skills, as long as you have some wisdom, you don't have to go through so many hardships and humiliations.

Harley complained in her mind.

"You are very smart. Then help me think about how to deceive my sister again."

Xanadu shook his head and said: "There is no hope at all. Just be a down-to-earth human being. Don't you also have the curse of Cain? You can live forever."

Harley touched her face and said, "But I will grow old!"

"Ms. Death only freezes the years and cannot bring people back to youth, but..." Shangdu thought for a while and said: "I will brew you a few bottles of immortality potion later. It is pure natural, has no side effects, mint flavor, and is medicinal. Come back in spring.”

"It's possible, but the magic potion can't bring me back to life. If I'm beaten to death by a demon, my pretty and energetic face will be wasted," Harley said.

"I can't rise from the dead either," Xanadu explained: "Essentially, Lady Death just avoided me and gave me an endless lifespan.

If someone kills me, I will still die and cannot be resurrected. "

"But you were resurrected by my sister in front of me before."

Mrs. Shangdu said: "This situation is special, because I can activate my magic power again because I become the dependent of Lady Death.

At the same time, I also received a blessing from her - as long as I don't take the initiative to peek at the supreme being, I can be guaranteed to be immune to fatal attacks during divination.

Lady Death is keeping her promise by saving me. "

Harry thought for a while, put "my sister's death" aside, and considered a more pressing question, "What are your opinions or suggestions on the divination results?"

"As you said to Lady Death, your best bet is to immediately seek shelter in Heavenly Mountain.

You have seen what happened to me before. I shot my head directly without even knowing who the enemy was.

If it attacks you, you will end up no better than I did. " Xanadu said seriously.

"What do the meteorites falling from the sky and the steel city walls mean?" Harley asked again.

"It must have been the devil's method to deal with you. I was also curious, but when I was about to investigate further, I was murdered." Xanadu said awkwardly.

After thinking about it, she suggested: "If you don't plan to abscond with your family immediately, you can go to Midnight Bar to find Father Midnight.

Do you know Father Midnight?

He is a tipster and knows the secret news about hell and heaven far better than the bartender at Oblivion.

If you ride a motorcycle, you won't be afraid of traffic jams and can go back and forth in about two hours. "

Harry frowned and said, "I've heard of him, but I've never had any dealings with him.

I don't like interacting with stinkers with 'father' or 'papa' in their names.

Unless one day, when I get older, I get the nickname "Harley Mama". "

Xanadu's mouth twitched, "Actually, you don't need to avoid him, he is more afraid of you.

The Midnight Bar was originally opened in midtown Manhattan. Because of your sudden rise and your strength, he has always been afraid of conflict with you.

After you led the 'Paradise Mountain Team' to raid the Sons of the Three Houses' lair in Las Vegas and destroy the Shadow Warriors Alliance with hundreds of tons of fear gas at midnight that day, he simply moved the industry to Blüdhaven next door.

Your methods are too vicious and he is afraid. "

"But I haven't had any conflict with him at all." Harley said strangely.

"Why not?" Xanadu reminded: "In the third year after becoming mayor, on your birthday at the end of the year, you sent invitations to all gang leaders in Gotham with more than 20 gang members.

Ask them to come to the manor on time to celebrate your birthday.

It's called birthday celebrations, but it actually sets rules to let them know who's the boss.

After that day, almost all the black and white sides of Gotham fell into your clutches.

Some people don't want to surrender under your high-heeled boots and simply evacuate Gotham.

Among them is Midnight Daddy.

His midnight bar was well-known in the wizarding world, so it was quite a sensation at the time. "

"Is it sensational? I don't know at all, and I don't know his thoughts." Harley asked doubtfully.

"It was sensational, but not the headline news. At that time, everyone was discussing your raid on the lair of the Son of the Third Palace."

Mrs. Xanadu sighed, "Midnight is also a well-known figure in the magic world, but you forced her to move, but you didn't realize it.

It’s so bullying and so hurtful.

Don't let Midnight know that you don't know him, otherwise you may not be able to have a good conversation about the next topic. "

Masters in the Chinese dynasty all like to live in low-key seclusion, be reserved, show off, and behave like a master.

Western masters are very 'arrogant', very straightforward, and don't have the demeanor of a master.

For example, as an "old god" who has lived for more than a thousand years, Shangdu did not escape the world in a small place. Instead, he pursued prosperity and came to the noisiest metropolis. He hung a big sign in front of the small garden of his apartment and wrote "Shangdu" The four big characters "Mrs. Du" are extremely ostentatious.

The same goes for Midnight Daddy. On the busiest street, in the most magnificent building, in the most conspicuous position, the brightest lantern sign - Midnight Bar - is hung.

There are small words on the side that say "non-extraordinary people are not allowed to enter".

As soon as Harley's heavy-duty motorcycle stopped at the door, a muscular young man walked over. As if testing for color blindness, he held up a card and asked, "What's written on it?"

An ordinary whiteboard flashes with magical light that is difficult for ordinary people to detect, proving that it is not color blindness, but Muggles.

If Harley didn't have a hooded leather jacket and a skull-mouthed mask around her face, the mage apprentice would definitely not have done anything unnecessary.

"Go away, rookie!"

Harry didn't read out the words 'The stars will shine tonight' on the card, which was what ordinary people did at that time.

She is not ordinary.

Therefore, she directly used the God's force field and combined with the mental impact of Ten Thousand Thoughts to Unite, forcing the young man to take several steps back, his face pale and his eyes frightened.

At that moment, not only did his sea of ​​consciousness take a heavy blow, but the thin magic power in his body suddenly lost control and was scurrying around.

——Just one look, so terrifying. This is the legendary extraordinary giant!

The flowery arms stood there blankly, sweat dripping from their foreheads.

Harley passed him and headed straight for the door.

Two beautiful puppets whose souls were sealed in the corpses opened their doors and said, "Welcome, this is Papa Midnight's bar. Please abide by the rules and don't cause trouble no matter who you meet in the bar."

Inside is a world more bizarre than the Forgotten Bar.

More than 70% of the drinkers are demons and angels, and most of them are mixed-blood hybrids. They look nothing like angels, devils, or humans.

There are no goblins, goblins, elves, murlocs, aliens, etc. that are common in the Forgotten Bar. However, in the hybrids, you can see some characteristics of goblins, goblins, elves, and almost all extraordinary creatures.

"This 'Winschut Ace' is no ordinary demon-hunting weapon."

Under the guidance of the bartender, Harley soon met the bar owner on the second floor. He was introducing his products to several human mages.

Well, the midnight bar is a place to hang out, and it also functions as a pawn shop, loan shark and grocery store.

Midnight Daddy's physique and appearance are similar to NBA's Shaquille O'Neal.

Tall and burly, with bulging muscles that give people a sense of oppression, he looks more like a warrior than a warlock.

"It can completely kill demons!" Midnight said solemnly, holding an old-fashioned wooden-handled flintlock gun.

"Are you sure?" The mustache exorcist asked doubtfully: "The exorcism books I have read all teach people spells to expel demons.

Because even if demons are killed in the human world, their souls and magic will return to hell. "

Midnight frowned and said, "Are you new to the industry?"

"Of course not." Mustache touched the mustache on his upper lip and said proudly: "I have been an exorcist in Vancouver for ten years."

"You have been an exorcist for ten years and you have never heard of the deeds of Witch Harley?" Midnight asked.

Harry, who was about to go over to say hello, paused and stood aside to watch them talk.

"The living in the world, the dead in hell, the gods in heaven, as long as they have ears and eyes, who doesn't know the Witch Harley?

Vancouver may not be as prosperous as Gotham, but it is also on Earth and connected to the Internet. "Mustache frowned.

"Then do you know that the demons killed by Witch Harley never have the chance to come back again?"

"The case of the legendary giant is not universal." Mustache shook his head.

Midnight rolled her eyes at him, "I didn't say whoever holds this gun will become the second Witch Harley.

Otherwise, I would have used it myself, so why would I sell it?

And it’s only 1.25 million US dollars. What kind of price and what kind of goods.

The witch can kill the devil, but even if this gun is filled with silver bullets soaked in the holy water of the holy spring pool, it can only kill the viscount. "

Mustache hesitated and said: "Church silverware is easy to get, but I have never seen the holy spring pool in my life! If you buy a shotgun and it doesn't work, it's no different from a fire stick."

Midnight pointed to a glass bottle on the counter behind him, "This is the most advanced holy spring pool in heaven. It comes from Gotham's Paradise Hill Cathedral and was consecrated by the Witch Harley herself. A bottle of 150 ml costs only 30,000 Beautiful knife.”

"It's a bit expensive. 150ml is not enough for me to drink in one mouthful." Xiao Hu said.

"The great Demon Viscount is not even worth thirty thousand dollars? So, if I recycle the demon corpse, I will give you three million for the Viscount's heart alone."

"I won't sell it for 30 million yuan."

"Then you still think holy water is expensive?"

Mustache gritted his teeth and swiped the card to get the shotgun and holy water.

Before the last customer left, a fashionable woman in a beautiful bright green leather skirt said eagerly: "I need a holy object that can protect me from evil spirits."

Midnight looked her up and down and suddenly said: "Your beautiful clothes are tanned by devil's skin.

You summon low-level little demons to kill the Skinned Clothes, and they return to the world from hell to take revenge on you? "

The fashionable woman looked panicked, "You, how do you know?"

Harley yawned and said casually: "No one here is blind, please hurry up."

The fashionable woman looked around and whispered: "I just can't help it. Devil's leather is unique. The color and texture are too attractive, too gorgeous, and the touch is too comfortable."

"Don't you think it's leaking?" Harley asked curiously.

The fashionable girl shook her head, "Who are you? Are there not many people wearing furs?

There is no difference between animal skin and devil skin.

And in order to look beautiful, I worked hard to lose weight. I even ate seven or eight parasites with thick fingers, long arms, and lively parasites, and two of them were found in the devil's intestines. "

Harley bared her teeth and her pretty face turned pale.

The fashionable blonde continued: "It's hard to get a devilish figure, but you have to have an appearance that matches your figure, right?

I cut the bones, cut the flesh, and stuffed them.

In order to be worthy of a good figure and good looks, I also need good skin. In order to whiten my skin, I have not been exposed to the sun directly for ten years.

I'm not afraid of all the hard work, why should I be afraid of a mere devil's skin? "

Harley was speechless.