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Chapter 144 Mysterious Gift

"I've paid the money, it's time for you to deliver it!"

In a moment, Yan Xiu threw 9,000 chaotic coins into the chaotic card handed over by the undead, and handed the chaotic card back to the undead, and lightly opened the purple-green bone teeth.

"Give it, please check the goods!" The undead took the chaos card and looked at the chaos coins that had risen by 9,000 with satisfaction. The colorless and transparent hand just waved its lightly, and there was no idea where a small purple ball with a slightly violent energy came out.

"Examination? I don't think there is any need to. I can trust your integrity!" When Yan Xiu took the purple energy ball, he quickly distributed a trace of spiritual consciousness and injected it into the purple energy ball. It was extremely fast. In just a moment, the spiritual consciousness was taken back by him. Yan Xiu, who felt that the content was undoubtedly, waved his purple-green bone hand and put the purple energy ball into the space ring, shamelessly.

"Your trust is our honor!" Although he was clear about Yan Xiu's small movements, the undead still responded with a hint of hypocrisy.

"Where is it, but you seem to have forgotten something, right?" Yan Xiu responded shamelessly, and his purple-green pupils flashed and he asked embarrassedly.

"How could this be! This is the combat skill I want to give you!" Seeing this, the undead naturally understood what Yan Xiu was saying. I wonder if he couldn't stand Yan Xiu's shamelessness. He wanted to end the transaction with Yan Xiu as soon as possible. He stretched out his colorless and transparent hand, and a gray crystal that was only the size of a pointer and round all over appeared in the undead's hand.

"What is this?" Yan Xiu asked, looking at the gray crystal stone in the undead's hand, the purple-green pupil fire with a hint of confusion.

"This is the 'Crystal of Consciousness'. In this 'Crystal of Consciousness', there is a high-level combat skill at the general level." The undead seemed to have known that Yan Xiu would ask, and his colorless and transparent pupils flashed, explaining.

"It's just a top-level combat skill at the general level, why do you need to use this "Storing Crystal" to seal it? Why don't you use the middle-level "Mingle Thunder Dead" just now?" Yan Xiu's purple-blue pupil fire flashed with a hint of suspicion and asked.

"You don't know that the "Mingle Thunder Decision" just now was sold by others and our store, not the original one, so our store can only draw a copy of it with the skills of storage knowledge to sell. The best-quality combat skills in my hand are collected by our store for tens of thousands of years. It is because you sold more than ten martial arts and combat skills in our store at one time to get this gift!"

The undead's colorless and transparent eyes kept flashing, and said far-fetchedly.

"To put it another way, your combat skill is a garbage product that you have bought for tens of thousands of years but has not been sold!" Yan Xiu keenly grasped the flaw in the words of the dead. His purple-green bone teeth opened slightly, and his voice gradually became colder.

"I cannot agree with your statement. Although this combat skill has been kept in our store for tens of thousands of years, it has not been sold yet. But I believe that the reason why this combat skill cannot be sold before was not because of the problem of the combat skill itself, but because we set the price of this combat skill a little higher, which made the customers discouraged."

By the way, this undead is really not a business-oriented undead. He just said a few words a little, and he didn't even need to fight. The undead would say everything he shouldn't say about the combat skills in the "Crystal of Consciousness".

"Is that so? Show me, I want to see what kind of goods you bought for 10,000 years but haven't sold it for 10,000 years!" Yan Xiu was surprised to hear this, and became a little interested in the combat skills that he had bought for nearly 10,000 years but had not sold it for 10,000 years. He opened his bones and teeth slightly, and said.

"Your Excellency, I must think of you. Once you accept this combat skill, it means you have agreed with this gift. No matter how effective the combat skill is, you cannot ask for a replacement!" The undead did not hand the gray crystal to Yan Xiu like Yan Xiu's words, but instead shrank the crystal and warned him.

"I know, isn't it just a high-level combat skill at the level of general? I don't lack this thing!" Yan Xiu replied in a seemingly arrogant and reckless manner. In fact, Yan Xiu said that the high-level combat skill at the level of general is not a rare thing, even more ordinary than Da Baicai. There is no difference between one more and one less for him. The gray crystal in the undead's hand had an indescribable attraction to him. Although he didn't know the reason, Yan Xiu decided to put this combat skill in his arms!

"If this is the case, please accept it!" The dead soul heard this. The colorless and transparent corner of his mouth slightly pulled out a strange smile, which was fleeting.

Yan Xiu, who focused on the gray crystal, did not notice this smile. He reached out to take the gray crystal. Just as he was about to sink his mind into it, he saw the undead suddenly spoke, "Do you need anything else?"

"No need for the time being!" Yan Xiu also extinguished the idea of ​​watching the combat skills here. With a wave of his hand, he put the gray crystal into the space ring and looked up and replied.

"It's so regretful!" The undead looked at Yan Xiu who had put the gray crystal into the space ring. His colorless and transparent eyes slightly showed a hint of joy, but he pretended to be regretful.

Yan Xiu saw the fleeting joyful color, and the purple-blue pupil fire was confused and was about to ask, but at this moment, An Yue rushed in.

"Master, I have completed the temporary residence procedures."

Yan Xiu, who was beaten up again, naturally chose to put the doubts in his heart aside, because in his impression, he seemed to have no mistakes, which would allow the undead to take advantage.

"Is that true? If so, we will find a place and settle down! Lord Undead, we will leave first!"

"Goodbye!" The undead's colorless and transparent pupil fire flashed, and responded. When Yan Xiu heard this, he lit up the purple-green skull and walked out of the store with An Yue.

"Haha... I'm really a local bun. A mere spiritual hint plus a 'Store Crystal' worth less than 10 chaotic coins made him fool him!"

After Yan Xiu walked away, a sarcastic look appeared on the colorless and transparent face of the undead, which had been fooled by Yan Xiu. It was obvious that Yan Xiu was fooled. The previously inexplicable attraction of the gray crystal stone to Yan Xiu was just because the undead used a magic technique called "spiritual hint".

"An Xi, where should we stay?" Yan Xiu, who didn't know that he had been deceived, asked An Xi blankly after walking out of the store.

"This subordinate knows, lord, please come with me!" An Xi thought of this problem when she went to complete the temporary residence procedures for Yan Xiu. Now when she heard Yan Xiu's question, An Xi didn't even want to say anything.

Immediately afterwards, under the leadership of An Xi, Yan Xiu quickly came to an extremely huge building. Yan Xiu didn't know where it was, but he just vaguely guessed what place it was from the seven ancient words "City of Chaos Guesthouse" printed on the huge plaque on this building.

"The lord is here. This is the place where the lord of the city of Chaos was established 20,000 years ago, specially used to arrange temporary accommodation for the undead. All the undead who temporarily lives in the city of Chaos must live here. Otherwise, even if the temporary accommodation procedures are completed, they will be expelled from the city by the Deacon Hall! "An Xi explained to all the enlightened Yan Xiu.

"Is that true! It seems that after 30,000 years of accumulation and perfection of rules and regulations, this city of chaos is no longer as simple as I imagined!" Yan Xiu heard this, and after a moment of thinking, he naturally understood that the purpose of this move was to be able to perfectly and uniformly manage the undead who temporarily lived in the city of chaos. At that moment, the purple-green pupil fire flashed and murmured.

"Lord, let's go in!" An Xi looked at the two of them standing at the door of the "City of Chaos Guesthouse". He immediately plucked up his courage and leaned in Yan Xiu's ear and said softly.

"Let's go!" Yan Xiu quickly came to his senses at the reminder of An Yue, glanced around and said in response.

‘Squeak!’ Yan Xiu responded and then walked forward with great strides. In a moment, he came to the huge door made of blue metal under the guesthouse. The purple-green hands in the depths were slightly used, and with a slight squeak, he pushed the giant door made of blue metal open little by little.

As the giant door made of green metal was pushed open, a decadent aura that seemed to be forgotten by time oozing out from Long Xiang Yan Xiu. It is hard to believe that such a building that often comes in and out of the dead will precipitate such a decadent aura.

Yan Xiu stretched out a purple-green bone hand and waved it in front of his skull. Obviously, Yan Xiu didn't like a decadent aura. If he had a choice, Yan Xiu wouldn't live here no matter what. Unfortunately, Yan Xiu had no choice.

Yan Xiu, who strided into this building, had to turn his attention to other places in order to make him feel better. Yan Xiu, who was watching around, found that the undead in this building was not as many as he had imagined. On a hall of thousands of square meters, there were only hundreds of undeads scattered in the hall, communicating silently. At this time, hundreds of undeads had all turned their attention to Yan Xiu who had just pushed the door open.

"Everyone, I'm disturbing!"

Looking at the hundreds of undead spirits with different shapes and expressions, Yan Xiusui vaguely felt that several of them could threaten his biological names, but under the gaze of these hundreds of undead spirits, Yan Xiu was strangely fearless and spoke.
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