At night, Ye Xiong called Murong Ruyin before going to bed and told him that he was in the City of Death.

When he was in the Ice Palace, he was afraid that something would happen to him and dared not let her come. Now in the City of Death, he was confident that with his own ability, he would definitely survive safely, so he let her come.

When Murong Ruyin heard that he could return to Ye Xiong, he was very excited and said he wanted to come over immediately.

However, the City of Death is quite far from the 100,000 mountains, and she didn't come so quickly for a while.

Ye Xiong told her that he must bring the two Dukunshi spacecrafts. The Dukunshi spacecraft on his body has been destroyed and cannot be used anymore.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Xiong continued to dial Youming's number, but as always, the number still couldn't be reached.

He had long guessed that was so, and sighed, and sat at the table, handed Ma Kun to his soul to read, and learned how to practice the face inscription.

Seeing the understanding, he took out a metal strip from his body and began to engrave the inscription of Jin Fan on it.

After carving half of the text, it was almost dawn.

Ye Xiong stretched his waist and was about to go to bed to rest for a while, suddenly a knock on the door came from outside the room.

He walked over to open the door and found Xiaodie standing outside the door of the room.

"Master, why haven't you slept yet? It's almost dawn." Xiaodie asked softly.

"I'm still busy studying something." Ye Xiong replied.

"What are you studying? I'm so anxious?" Xiaodie asked casually.

"About the inscription, the sign has been shown, but I don't have any ink in my stomach. Isn't this panic and thinking about cramming in the face of danger?" Ye Xiong smiled awkwardly and asked, "Why did you get up so early?"

"Being a maid, I am used to getting up early. Am I going to get up and get something for everyone to eat?" Xiaodie said.

"Then you go and do your business!" Ye Xiong yawned.

"Master, take a break and take your time." Xiaodie advised.

"Oh, I always feel that I don't have enough time now and I want to sleep. You go and do my best to take a break."

Ye Xiong fell down to bed and rested. After sleeping for two hours, Xiaodie came over to let him have breakfast.

After breakfast, Ye Xiong ran to study the inscriptions again, as if he was obsessed with the insult.

The rest of the people went to practice and took turns to look at the shop at the door.

The door sign was hung up for a few days, but no one cared about it, and no ghost was seen.

Ye Xiong was not in a hurry. He was not short of money anyway, so it would be better to study the inscription quietly.

On the fifth day, Xiaodie suddenly hurried into his room and shouted, "Master, business is coming."

"Look at your excited look, calm." Ye Xiong said lightly.

Xiaodie stuck out her tongue and smiled, "I haven't had any business for so many days, and I finally have someone to come to my house. How can I not be excited?"

"The inscription sells technology. You can wait and see. In less than a month, you will definitely be too busy. Just don't complain to me when the time comes." Ye Xiong gave her a vaccination in advance.

"As long as there are business coming, I'm not afraid of many people." Xiaodie smiled.

Ye Xiong walked out and came to the hall where there was already a burly man with a chaotic beard and long eyebrows, looking like a savage, and looking fierce.

"Are you the boss of this Buddha's inscription?" The big man asked immediately when he saw Ye Xiong coming out.

"In the lower Ye Xiong, I don't know what the fellow Taoist is called?" Ye Xiong asked.

"My name is Ma San. Everyone around here calls me Ma San Master, you can also call me San Master." Ma San patted his chest.

You dare to make me call me "Master"?

Ye Xiong sneered in his heart, but his face remained silent and asked, "I don't know what can help you."

Ma San took out a large saw-saw machete from the storage ring, clanged it on the table, and said, "The inscription on my knife has no effect. Please hurry up and carve it for me. I will go to the striking battle in the afternoon."

Ye Xiong held the saw-toothed sword in his hand and found some inscriptions on it, but it had lost its luster.

These days, Ye Xiong found out that there were two inscription masters in the sphere of influence of this city of death, one was named Hu, and the other was named Qiu, and the other was named Master Qiu, and it was said that both of them had made a fortune in the city of death.

"You have carved an inscription with this knife, why don't you find a master to carve it from the previous one? That would be simpler and not that expensive." Ye Xiong said.

Just engrave back the previous inscription and copy it once. If you replace it with another inscription, you will have to grind off all the inscriptions on the knife. It will not only take a lot longer, but also cost a lot more.

"I think too, but the inscription master named Ma and Qiu said that at least it will be done tomorrow. I will have to lie down the grass. I will have to fight tonight, and the daylily will be cold tomorrow." After Ma San finished speaking, he looked at Ye Xiong and asked, "Boy, are you okay? I will fight tonight. If not, just say it."

Ye Xiong touched the blade and asked, "What was your previous power bonus?"

"Ten percent." Ma San replied.

"When will the fight be done?" Ye Xiong continued to ask.

"At 6:00 pm, life and death in the midtown."

Ye Xiong thought for a while and said, "Come here to get the knife at 5:30 in the afternoon, but I have a request."

"What are the requirements?" Ma San asked.

"If you win, you can't kill anyone."

"Lying on grass, fighting a life-and-death striking battle, not killing people is a life-and-death striking battle. Just be an inscription master and make your money. Where can you get such big rules?" Ma San cursed.

"This is my rule, whether it is true or not, you can do whatever you want." Ye Xiong said lightly.

Ma San picked up the big saw knife and strode out, cursing while walking.

"I've never seen such a sick person."

"Owner……"

Xiaodie wanted to speak but stopped. She lost the guest she had finally received, and she was very unwilling to accept it.

"Xiaodie, stop talking, I have my own sense of responsibility." Ye Xiong interrupted her.

Xiaodie is not good at saying anything else.

Ye Xiong was about to go back to the room and continue to study, but suddenly Ma San returned and slammed the big saw knife onto the table: "Forget it, I promise you that, if you win, cut off his hands and feet, and then he will feel even more uncomfortable than death."

After Ma San finished speaking, he laughed proudly, as if he was proud of his intelligence.

Xiaodie rolled her eyes. She had never understood what it means to be a fool before, but now she finally understood.

"At five o'clock in the afternoon, come here to get the knife." Ye Xiong put away the knife.

"How many spirit stones?" Ma San asked.

"You are the first customer, so I'll discuss the price next time."

After Ma San left, Ye Xiong immediately took the knife into the room and began to study it.

It is already ten o'clock in the morning, and there are only seven hours left before five o'clock. I have to wipe off the inscription on the knife and engrave a new inscription. Time is very tight.

If it weren't for the tight time, Ma San would probably not look for him. He probably would have done this as a silence.

A good opportunity, the masters of technology rely on reputation. Whether the reputation can be produced depends on this time.
Chapter completed!