Haikui turned his head to look at the clouds, cherish the moon and be fragrant.
Cloud precious little month shook his head and Shizuka shook his head.
Haikui saw that both of them shook their heads and said to the stall owner, "Thank you for not watching."
"I’ll sell my brother 200,200,000," he said earnestly to Haikui.
Haikui was going to have a look, but the mood was gone at all. Three grains of blood melt Dan will cost eight million yuan, and Ting Yun’s meaning of cherishing the moon can be refined if he has time to collect it, but his instrument only needs two hundred thousand. Forget it. I have this two hundred thousand, so I might as well go to pick up a girl and keep it for a year or so.
His idea is the typical idea that the higher the price, the better the goods.
Thought of here, Haikui shook his head again. "No," he said, and the two of them went straight to the exit with Yunxiyue.
After the stall owner shouted fruitless, he looked around, tidied up his booth, followed Haikui and Yunxiyue in the income storage bag, and they also came to the exit.
This exit is like a pool built by laying bricks or stones, which is generally octagonal. It is not water but white light shining like fog. Haikui took the lead in stepping into the flowers at the moment and came outside.
Outside, it’s halfway up the mountain where they were before, not on the back.
On the back of this mountain, a bush full of thorns, Haikui subconsciously stepped forward and made a creaking sound of stepping on the branches before looking around to determine where it was.
Cloud precious little moon and Jingxiang came out behind him. He turned his head and was about to talk. Before he saw it, the vendor followed him. Haikui frowned slightly.
"Brother, I really need money, otherwise I wouldn’t have sold this sleepy soul lock," said the man.
Haikui raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "The soul-trapping lock can still trap the soul with this silver lock." Haikui asked.
He replied, "It’s my lock. If you trap a person, you can trap his soul. You can’t cast any spells. Believe me, I’ll show you how it works."
"How to experiment" Haikui asked.
The man looked at Haikui and said, "Look, there are three of you. These two are ladies. It’s not convenient. I’ll show you how to trap you, brother." He asked Haikui for advice.
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Chapter 148 Trapped soul lock
Haikui glanced at his cultivation, but it was really not high, and it was only in the middle of the foundation. In Haikui’s view, the magic weapon he took out should be useless.
The magic weapon is also cultivated according to people’s cultivation. If it is a high-level magic weapon, it can’t be controlled if it is cultivated low. Since he said that this trapped soul lock can be used, it can only show that it is also a low-level magic weapon.
But seeing that he was sincere, Haikui had to nod. "Well, show me."
The man said, "Please two ladies, please stay away a little."
Cloud precious little moon and Shizuka smell speech stepped aside a little bit.
He added, "Brother, please don’t resist."
Haikui nodded. "I see. Come on."
The man hit a resolution on the silver lock in his hand, and the silver lock sounded like a ringing bell. At the same time, the emerald in the middle of the silver lock gave off a faint green light, which wrapped the whole silver lock. He threw it up, and the jingle of the bell was loud, and Haikui was a little tinnitus, so he was a little lucky.
The man pointed at the silver lock floating in the air. The silver lock slowly flew to Haikui’s head, and a green light shone on Haikui, and the bell rang loudly at the same time.
Haikui only felt a surge of qi and blood rising, and it was better to bite on the base of his tongue. My heart was surprised, but I was trained in Yuan’s infancy. This silver lock actually had an effect on myself, and at the moment he dared not dismiss it again.
I’m afraid this silver lock is not simple.
The man’s handprint was flying, constantly hitting the silver lock, and ripples were issued from the lock, forming the shape of runes, and the town was on Haikui.
Suddenly Haikui felt her body stiff, but then she returned to normal.
Haikui’s heart was shocked, and he suddenly felt that this trapped soul lock had the same effect as Zhou Lin’s broken magic finger, but he wore a hat on his head, and his face became insensitive because of Dan medicine, and his appearance changed greatly, so others could not see his expression, and only he knew about the inner surge.
After a performance, the man put away the soul lock, and the green light on it was restrained, and slowly returned to the jade, asking Haikui, "How?"
"I’ll take 200 thousand." Haikui didn’t hesitate.
The man was beaming and said, "Thank you so much." He handed the sleepy soul lock forward, and at the same time took out a jade slip and handed it out. "This is the use of the sleepy soul lock."
After reading the verdict first, Hai Kui put away the ghost lock and the use of the verdict, then took out twenty stacks of bills from the storage bag and handed them to him. At the same time, he asked, "Why didn’t anyone else buy this thing?"
"Hey, maybe it looks too ordinary." He said with a sigh.
"Brother, what’s your name?" Haikui suddenly asked.
"this." The man’s face turned pale, but he finally told Haikui, "My name is Gao Chen."
"My name is Haikui, and I want to ask my brother a question." Haikui stared at him and asked.
Gao Chen thought for a moment and said, "You ask."
"I want to ask you, what magic weapon are you going to buy after you sell this sleepy soul lock?" Haikui also thinks this is each other’s * *, but he can’t help it. What kind of magic weapon is better than this trapped soul lock? But if I were myself, I’m afraid I would never say it, but he couldn’t help it, so he asked rudely.
Gao Chen didn’t hide it, saying, "I want to buy a flying sword, but I only need 200,000 yuan, so I can only sell this trapped soul lock. To tell my brother the truth, it’s really useless to lock this trapped soul in my hand."
"I take the liberty to ask again, brother, how did you get this ghost lock?" Haikui asked rudely again.
Gao Chen thought that Haikui bought his own soul lock and helped him collect 200,000 yuan. He said with gratitude, "I found it in an ancient tomb."
"Ancient tomb?"
Gao Chen confirmed nodded.
"Well, thank you, Brother Gao, for telling me this. I wish you a happy flying sword." Haikui said.
However, he felt that I’m afraid the flying sword didn’t drop very much. This trapped soul lock can’t play a big role in Gao Chen’s hands, and it’s better to sell it.