MTL - Trafford’s Trading Club-Chapter 2885 life is short

  Chapter 2885 Life is short for a few years

  A pair of sausages on his lips, probably ugly... But Sikong Zhaiyue feels that he is already old, it doesn't matter if he is ugly, it doesn't hurt or itch.

   But just as the idea came up, the lips felt a burning pain, as if the pain had penetrated into the bone marrow.

  Anything that can’t pass a word of reasoning, the little old man feels that he wants to be reasonable, but the maid lady has already brought 【Xia Ji】and Bai Zhi, and went out directly from the dug-through place, without giving a damn.

   "I'm angry too!" The little old man suddenly exploded... His anger rose and he felt his blood pressure start to soar again, and he couldn't help but hurriedly searched for the spit in his pocket.

   "Old man, do you want to reason?" Zhao Huai'an suddenly patted the little old man on the shoulder, and asked again: "Are you sure you really want to reason with a woman?"

  Sikong Zhaiyue was silent, and after the silence, he said with a look like looking at a traitor: "Why are you okay?"

  Zhao Huaian shrugged, didn't say anything, and followed up.

  …

   I have to say that the little old man's hole-drilling ability seems to be beyond the standard—when Zhao Huaian climbed out of the hole, he was almost blinded by a burst of precious light.

   "[Red King] Treasure House..." Zhao Huaian murmured, "It's so easy..."

   What did he do?

  Holding an engineering shovel, the road was unimpeded like digging tofu, neither thrilling nor exciting... And then, the whole process was so incredible.

[Red King]'s treasures are naturally not simple vulgar items such as gold, silver and jewelry... At this moment, Zhao Huai'an seemed to have entered a material market, and they were all priceless materials, some of which could only be found in legends. mentioned.

  He casually picked up a hanging long sword, only to feel a burst of numbness coming from his palm, the blade was shining, as if there was a thunder dragon swimming in it.

  The spirit of a powerful dragon beast is sealed in this sword...I'm afraid it's about to give birth to a dragon spirit!

   "Such a magical weapon is thrown here casually..." Zhao Huaian let out a sigh of relief, but quickly put the long sword back to its original place.

"Take it if you like it, it's all here." The little old man climbed up from behind at this time, his eyes turned to the greedy brilliance, and he shook off a tattered bag, opened it, and a wave of air floated in the treasure house instantly. Scrolling in the middle, he intends to collect all the things he sees in his pocket, "If you have it quickly, if you don't have it quickly, take as much as you have, each depends on his ability!"

   This is really an old bastard, only turning back to remind after sneaking away!

Zhao Huaian shook his head, but he was not in a hurry to collect all kinds of natural and earthly treasures here. Instead, he observed the actions of the maid lady at this time - he found that the maid lady was standing in front of a gilded door... in front of the door It is a dark green floating bead the size of a millstone.

   "Miss You Ye, did you find anything?"

  The maid said indifferently: "The defense level of this door is relatively higher...it is another craft."

   It is relatively new to describe it as a craft. Zhao Huai'an couldn't help taking a few more glances, and pondered: "There is a secret door in the treasure house. It seems that the things inside must be more precious, but I don't know if this door can be opened."

"I'll try." I saw Sikong Jieyue coming with a smile at this moment, and the broken bag was suspended in the air to follow, still constantly sucking and swallowing the treasures around, "If I guess correctly, it must be the [Chi Wang] 】The real secret treasure...【Red King Armor】!"

  The maid lady took a look at the little old man.

  Zhao Huai'an is a smart guy, so he asked directly: "What is [Red King Armor]? Senior, you have come here, you can't hide it!"

At this time, Sikong Jieyue's ears were directly attached to the gate, and his fingers kept tapping, "It is said that [Red King Armor] is the battle armor of [Tian Shen]. In the former [Red Desolation], [Tian Shen] is the supreme Yes, the battle armor of [Tian Shen] is the source of all power. God gave the battle armor to [Red King], and then [Red King] has the capital to wrestle with the second emperor of the empire, and in the [Red Desolation] In the process, a huge civilization was created that was completely different from the Sorcerer God Empire. You may not know that [Red Wasteland] was an oasis ten thousand years ago. It was brought about by the power of [Tianjin]... Strange, there is no flaw in this door?"

  The little old man couldn't help frowning at this moment.

   "Senior, let Miss You Ye come, she is a master of mechanisms." Zhao Huaian said: "She also successfully cracked the gate of [Red King Tomb]."

  Sikong Zhaiyue was silent...but he had personally experienced the ability of the maid to crack the secret box easily, "Well, let her try it."

  The two looked at the maid at the same time.

I never thought that the maid lady seemed to have not heard it at this time—it seemed that she had lost interest in this door, and instead studied an ancient scroll that she did not know where she found it—Zhao Huaian believed that this Miss You Ye is professional... At least this mysterious lady is wearing white gloves at the moment, it seems that she doesn't want to destroy the ancient scroll, so she looks very professional?

   "Miss You Ye?" He called softly.

   "Ah, sorry." The maid raised her head at this moment, "I was too fascinated, so I didn't hear what you two said, what's the matter?"

The treasure house is so quiet that you can hear the sound of the wings of flies flying by... Sikong Zhaiyue frowned, "Girl, if you like ancient scrolls and documents, I will pick out all these things for you later Yes, but if you want to study it, wait until you take it home and study it slowly, the most important thing now is to open this treasure door, the one inside is the big head! See if you can open the treasure door here!"

  The maid suddenly narrowed her eyes, "Is the old gentleman telling me to do something?"

Zhao Huai'an shuddered suddenly, but Sikong Zaiyue frowned and said: "It's meaningless to say that, if you can open this door, it's fine for me to kneel here and call your mother. Since I'm here to hunt for treasure , don’t care about such details!”

   "Oh, what the old man meant is that I'm a little narrow-minded..." The maid sighed, "Is that what you mean?"

  —Damn it, this woman is poisonous?

Sikong Jieyue's face changed slightly, and he sneered immediately, "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here. I've seen a lot of things like this old man rebelling in the nest when I'm about to kick the door. Every time I get this kind of real treasure before I touch it The plot of just biting each other is really meaningless, even if you want to share the spoils, you have to wait until you get out."

   "Mister, I don't understand what you're talking about..." The maid said indifferently, "Do you want to share something here with me?"

  Sikong Zhaiyue couldn't help rolling his eyes, and was about to speak, but Zhao Huaian suddenly pulled the corner of his clothes.

   "What are you teasing me for?" The little old man said slightly angrily, "It's just a step in the door, do you want to make trouble too?"

  Zhao Huaian curled his lips, shrugged and said, "Senior, I am doing it for your own good."

   "Hmph! Do you really think I'm an old man easy to bully?" Sikong Zayue took a deep breath at this moment, and immediately agitated his arms, his extremely shriveled body instantly filled up, and the clothes on his body exploded instantly with a squeak.

Little old man... No, at this moment, Sikong Zhaiyue, who has a strong muscle, hits the green dragon with the left, the white tiger with the right, and finally the white crane spreads its wings. s level.

   "This is... the secret of [Xianyue Mountain], the technique of [God Strike]?" Zhao Huaian's expression changed, "Old man Sikong, are you from [Xianyue Mountain]?"

   "I have the blue dragon on the left, and the white tiger on the right!" Sikong Zaiyue was unparalleled at this time, and when he opened his mouth, he saw two short sticks flying out, turning into silver nunchakus, dancing like a breeze.

   "Ada! Whoa!" The nunchaku was clamped around his waist, and the little old man stretched out his hand at this moment, beckoning, "Tell you! Sikong Zhaiyue is definitely not the sick man of the oblique moon!"

boom-!

A mace slammed down, and the scene of the green dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right was smashed away in an instant, and the terrifying big stick hit the back of the little old man's head abruptly, causing the little old man's eyes to stare and his feet to stagger... He After stumbling around a few times, he fell directly to the ground.

  The muscles of the little old man shriveled up like a leaking balloon, leaving rows of ribs in the end.

  Behind Sikong Zhaiyue, Bai Zhi was holding up the mace with a funny face, innocent and innocent.

   "Hit, hit!" Bai Zhi said to 【Xia Ji】, "Hit?"

   "Okay." [Xia Ji] nodded, signaling Bai Zhi to come back.

  Bai Zhi threw the mace on the little old man, and ran back to 【Xia Ji】 like a bunny, "Hit! Hit!"

   "Let's call again next time." [Xia Ji] said expressionlessly.

   "Mmm..." Bai Zhi pressed her lips, nodded after thinking about it, "Mmm!"

But Sikong Zhaiyue finally slowed down, but was pressed down again by the thrown mace—this big stick was so heavy that it almost broke the old man's back... But the man was no longer Can't get up.

"I thought you were really the secret son of [Xianyue Mountain]." Zhao Huaian shook his head: "Old man, it seems that you haven't learned the essence of this secret technique... did you learn it secretly? Or was it a pirated copy bought on the black market? Cultivation technique?"

   "You... bully the old man, immoral!" Sikong Zayue wailed, "The world is declining, people's hearts are not old, if you cross the bridge, you will die... Help, bully the old man!"

  Seeing 【Xia Ji】appeared in front of Sikong Jieyue in a flash at this time, she lifted the wolf smoke stick away with one hand and the little old man with the other, and returned to the maid lady's side.

   "First." The maid smiled and said, "This is for you."

  The maid lady casually handed the ancient scroll in her hand to Sikong Jieyue—he instinctively took it in his hand... What's going on?

   "This is information fees." The maid said: "Mr., let's settle the score."

   "For... what account?" Sikong Zhaiyue suddenly felt bad.

"The information just now was for you to tell us when it is safer to enter the [Red King] Palace." The maid lady glanced around again at this time, reached out and grabbed a spar from the air, "This is As a toll for using your channel. Although you have spent a lot of effort to develop the channel, but considering that you developed this channel for yourself at the beginning, it cannot be counted in this action... Is it fair for us to pay tolls?"

  Sikong Zhaiyue opened his mouth, only to feel that the palm of [Xia Ji] holding the back of his neck seemed to be crushed, and quickly said in surprise: "Fair! Fair!"

  The maid said: "Next is the section from the bathing place to here, using the tools I provided, right? So, I will share first."

   Saying that, the maid lady hooked her fingers—the little old man's tattered bag suddenly flew towards Bai Zhi as if out of control, and Bai Zhi grabbed it in her hand without saying a word.

   "?" Sikong Jieyue was dumbfounded at this moment, "You...what are you going to do, this is me..."

   "Of course this bag is yours." The maid said seriously, "So, I didn't intend to take this bag at first... However, I remember my predecessors also said that entering the treasury, how much you can get depends on your ability."

  Sikong Zheyue's mouth was about to fall to the ground.

   "So." The maid narrowed her eyes, spread her palms, and the little old man took out the ancient scrolls and spar in an instant, "Sorry, old man, I want them all."

"Do not-!!"

  …

   It was like a body that had been invaded countless times by alien beasts and lost its soul.

  Sikong Zhaiyue lay on the floor of the treasure house that was as smooth as a mirror, staring blankly at the same smooth ceiling of the treasure house, a tear slipped quietly from the corner of his eye.

   It's gone, it's empty... the treasury is all emptied, and it's right in front of him—and none of it fits into his pocket.

  Old Zhao stretched out his fingers and rubbed the little old man's face, "Senior, are you okay?"

   "Kill me..." Sikong Jieyue said blankly, and immediately kicked his feet like a child rolling on the ground, "Kill me! My treasure!"

   "Senior, this is for you." Zhao Huaian sighed, took out a bead from his pocket, and stuffed it into Sikong Jieyue's hand.

  Sikong Zhaiyue was startled.

  Zhao Huaian lowered his voice and said, "I just quietly put this in my pocket, don't say anything."

   "This..." Sikong Jieyue was moved in his heart, but he opened his mouth and subconsciously said, "What kind of treasure is this? Why do I feel as if I have seen it somewhere..."

"This is an embalming bead." Zhao Huaian said with a smile: "It is used by dead people. It can keep corpses in their mouths for thousands of years. Senior, you should be familiar with it. I'm afraid you may die suddenly. Think about it It should be quite suitable for you."

   "I, I, I, I... I'll kill you!" The little old man threw the beads at Old Zhao without saying a word.

   At this moment, only a strange noise was heard... A gap was opened in the gilded door at some point—at this time, the maid was standing in front of the door.

  Zhao Huaian and Sikong Jieyue held their breath at the same time, staring at the opened door.

  The maid lady suddenly looked back at this moment, "Old man, do you want to go in and get the things first? I will take it from you later with my ability."

"..." Sikong Zhaiyue touched the spray in his pocket, took a few sips, and then grasped Zhao Huaian's collar out of breath, "Quick...quick give me the antiseptic beads...beads ..."

   Zhao Huaian suddenly had a thought: Is this old man not going to make it to the end of the Red King Ceremony?

  (end of this chapter)