The Stone Refiner

Zong Pin was troubled by Mo Huaishuang's stubbornness, "Ma'am, let me put it this way, your genes are generally biased towards humans, and unicorns only account for a very small part. Even if your idea is feasible, I wonder if you have thought about how many genes you need?" Blood is what makes it happen,"

"Actually, it's better to call me pregnant..."

Before Mo Huaishuang could bring forward his rebuttal, the loud ringing of the bell interrupted him.

Zong Pin nodded apologetically and connected to the communicator.

The moment the other party got connected, he chattered like a cannonball, his tone was anxious and irritable, as if something serious had happened, and Zong Pin's expression became serious amidst the other party's eagerness.

Mo Huaishuang couldn't help looking at Zongpin nervously, fearing that there might be some bad news.

But as the saying goes, what you are afraid of will come, Zong Pin said with a serious face after hanging up the communicator, "Something happened, we have to leave here, the sooner the better."

Seeing the anxiety in his eyes that Mo Huaishuang couldn't hide, he quickly ran out of the laboratory without asking any questions.

When the two got into the car, Zong Pin said, "Sit still!" He stepped on the accelerator to the maximum and rushed to the underground passage out of the city.

Mo Huai pulled up the handle on the roof with both hands, his face tensely adjusted as the car turned left and right.

There were not many cars on Fanlin Street, and there were no policemen chasing after speeding. The two of them drove all the way to the tunnel entrance.The soldiers guarding the tunnel entrance saw Zongpin's license plate quickly open the roadblock from a distance, and Zongpin rushed into the tunnel at an unabated speed and drove towards another third-level city-Duopei.

After waiting for the car to drive into Fan Lin for a while, Mo Huaishuang finally asked the question he had held back for a long time, "What happened?"

While driving, Zong Pin said, "Yu Kecheng's guards have gone to Fanlin."

Mo Huaishuang's expression tightened, and he blurted out: "Where are the others?"

"The head of the group is on his way to Duopei, and Yu Tou is going back to Yu Ke. Don't be too anxious. If we can get the news in advance, it means that it's not a big deal. Besides, the owner of Fanlin City belongs to us, and those people can't find out. to what?"

Mo Huaishuang did not relax because of Zongpin's comfort, but asked with a tense expression: "Why did the City Lord's Mansion send troops to Fan Lin? Or, how did he know we were in Fan Lin?"

Zong Pin drove without looking sideways.Mo Huaishuang's question was too sharp, he didn't know how to answer it, or he couldn't face it for a while.

Mo Huaishuang also knew the weight of the problem. He glanced at Zong Pin, who was concentrating on driving, and looked straight ahead. He didn't want Jiu Bo to have an inner ghost, but today's incident made him have to have such doubts.

Four hours later, the car entered Duopei, and the soldiers guarding the tunnel crossing saw Zong Pin's car number and let them go.

Obviously, Duopei is another control area of ​​Jiubo.

Zong Pin took Mo Huaishuang into an ordinary residential area in the center of Duopei City. After entering the door, he poured a glass of water for the two of them, sat down on the sofa, and dialed a number to find out the situation.

Mo Huaishuang, as the latest core member of Jiubo, has been invisible because of identity issues. Even if Yan Shaobai secretly introduced some confidant members to him, he has joined the group for a short time and has no foundation. Eat and wait to die.

Mo Huaishuang also knew this, but he couldn't change it in a short time, so he quietly waited for Zong Pin to understand the situation, and raised his eyebrows to ask.

"The guards are searching our community from house to house in Fanlin."

Mo Huaishuang frowned: "He went directly to our community?"

Zong Pin nodded solemnly, "Only the leader, Yu Tou and I know where you live." And the three of them, as the most backbone of Jiubo, could not betray Mo Huaishuang, the ninth-level An Zu.

Hearing what Zong Pin said, Mo Huaishuang frowned a little, "This may be done by Yu Kecheng's spies."

Zong frequency was noncommittal, as if he was thinking deeply.

Mo Huaishuang didn't want to entangle this topic anymore. He didn't know much about Jiu Bo. It would be more appropriate to leave these matters to Yan Shaobai. What he should care about now is how to strengthen Jiu Bo's strength. If they can defeat City Lord Yu Ke, Naturally, there is nothing to worry about.

So he turned the topic to extracting the will of the ninth-level unicorn, "Look, the City Lord's Mansion has already been dispatched. If we don't have a trump card, we will be passive. I think my proposal is still feasible."

Zong Pin's mind was full of news leaks, and he didn't realize what Mo Huaishuang was saying, "Ah? Say it again."

"I said, we can try to extract the ninth-level will from my blood. I know you don't agree, but you won't lose a piece of meat if you try it. And if it fails, I will give up. If it succeeds , It is also a great contribution to Jiu Bo, don't you want to walk sideways in the future?" Mo Huaishuang raised his phoenix eyes to look at him, and the stream of light flashed in his eyes, with an unknowing romance.

What a fucking goblin, he knows why the leader fell down!Zong Pin slandered quietly, rubbed his temples, and kicked the ball, "You should discuss this matter with the team leader. If he agrees, I will do it."

Mo Huaishuang cocked his mouth, with a look of indifference, "It's a fart for him to agree to draw my blood."

He was looking for Zong Pin because he was afraid of Yan Shaobai's jabbering, and kicking the ball back made a fool of himself!

Zong Pin didn't let go.

"Forget it." Seeing Zongpin, Mo Huai was almost in samadhi, rubbed his nose, and said to himself, "I'd better buy a production line and do it myself."

Zong Pin: "..."

Mo Huaishuang got up and went into the house to find the electronic board. He began to search for news about the production line in front of Zong-Fei, and contacted the factory in a serious manner to bargain with the other party.

Anyway, there are a lot of zeros on Yan Shaobai's card, so he is not afraid of running out of money!

Seeing him jumping up and down and starting to mess around, Zong Pin couldn't help showing a "#" on his forehead, but he had no choice but to stop: "Just 50l, if it fails, this matter will be over."

Mo Huaishuang hung up the phone with a smile, "Okay. Let's go."

He wants to take advantage of Shao Bai's absence and do it secretly!

From Mo Huaishuang's words and deeds, Zong Pin could also feel the smallness in his heart. He raised his hand and looked at his watch, estimated the time when Xiayan Shaobai would arrive, and said, "Your identity is sensitive now, and your goal is relatively big. , if you want to believe it, I will take the blood sample to the laboratory, and I will give you the data when the time comes. I guarantee with my personality that I will not fake it."

Mo Huaishuang did not doubt him, and nodded without hesitation.

Zong Pin got up, "I'm going out to buy a blood drawer."

When Zongpin went out, Mo Huaishuang thought that the trick had succeeded and got up to visit the house.The decoration of the room is simple, mainly white, and it is cleaned very cleanly. There is no shortage of daily necessities, but it is not very popular, and no one usually lives there.

After roughly turning around, there was the sound of the door opening, and Mo Huaishuang came out of the master bedroom in two steps. When he saw the person who came in, he couldn't help but pause.

Yan Shaobai carried a small suitcase in his hand, went in and put it down, and changed his shoes.

Mo Huaishuang: "..."

groove!Mo Huaishuang secretly gave Zong Pin a middle finger, if he still doesn't understand that he was tricked, forget about being stupid!

Yan Shaobai changed his shoes, put on the small suitcase, sat on the sofa, and waved to Mo Huaishuang expressionlessly.

Mo Huaishuang walked over with a little guilt, talking to him from left to right, "How is Fan Lin?"

Yan Shaobai opened the box, and skillfully pulled Mo Huaishuang's hands to disinfect, draw blood, and stop the bleeding. Finally, he closed the box and said indifferently: "Even if your guess is correct, I will not agree to refine the will of the ninth level. And I froze our cards and informed Liang Kun to freeze his brother's as well."

Mo Huaishuang: "..."

Hey, hey, it's fine if you freeze the two of us, but what's the matter if you freeze Liang Yu's too?Do you dare to be more shameless!

Of course Yan Shaobai dared to be more shameless, Mo Huaishuang deeply understood this at night!

The next day Zongpin came back with a big box, and when he saw Mo Huaishuang, the corners of his mouth curved upwards.

Mo Huaishuang gave him a sideways glance, resisting the urge to put his middle finger up.

First lied to him, and then framed him, so that he had to cede the land at night to pay compensation and sacrifice his life to accompany his wife.

Zong Pin didn't seem to notice Mo Huaishuang's resentment at all, so he sat across from him in a natural and friendly manner, and pointed to the box, "Your things in Fan Lin. I broke my promise about the blood draw, and I apologize. What compensation do you want?"

Zong Pin's posture was very low, his tone was very sincere, and his words were full of sincerity. Coupled with his appearance of letting others blackmail him, he was very weak.

Mo Huai rolled his eyes.

Zongpin smiled slightly, and stopped talking about compensation, and took out a small translucent stone from his arm pocket and handed it over, "This is what you left on the desk. Is it a new type of stone armor?"

Mo Huai took it with doubts on both sides. The "little stone" was about the size of a thumbnail, translucent, and so light that one could not feel the weight. It is not as clear as a diamond, but it is very special because of the brilliance contained in it.

It was also this impressive special that made Mo Huaishuang say with certainty, "I don't have this thing on my desk."

"Twelve hours ago it was a Jiayuan stone." Zongpin said with certainty: "I arrived in Fanlin at [-]:[-] p.m., and there was this Jiayuan stone with orange lines on your desk at that time. It's a waste rock, out of the mentality of being reluctant to part with eighth-level blood, I locked the thing in a drawer and planned to keep it as a private collection for two years, but I was looking at it this morning, and it became like this."

Mo Huaishuang's breath was stagnant, and he stared intently at the raw stone armor grains in his hands that could not feel the weight at all. Zong Pin's words only showed one possibility, he thought that the scrapped Golden Origin Talisman was actually a success!This realization made his heart beat wildly.

In order to prove his idea, Mo Huaishuang eagerly threw the original stone armor to Yan Shaobai, opened the box sent by Zongpin, rummaged through it, found the seventh-level refining stone pen, grabbed a piece of Jiayuan stone and rushed into the study.

The two men were left looking at each other in the living room without knowing why.

Three minutes later, Mo Huaishuang finished drawing No. 3 of the Golden Origin Talisman. Just as he was about to draw the second No. 60, his head hurt and his heart went empty. Something in his body was extremely important and irreversible What was drawn was forcibly absorbed, the nib of the pen was collected, and the pen was thrown down decisively. Mo Huaishuang ended the drawing.

The moment he left his hand, the collected things returned, and all abnormalities disappeared.

Mo Huaishuang touched the cold sweat on his forehead with great rejoicing, and vowed in his heart that he would never try the Golden Origin Talisman again.

However, after two experiments, he had a little understanding of this thing.Every stroke of the Golden Origin Talisman requires a huge amount of energy, and when the seventh-level refining stone pen cannot provide higher-level energy, he forcibly snatched it from the falling writer.