What are you doing?
The robot looked back and confirmed that he had just stepped through a space gate, not a time gate.
"Where are the people?"
He looked at the birdman of the Cloud Clan, angry at his lack of fighting spirit.
The point has been marked, how can people escape?
After sneezing several times in succession, the birdman finally stopped.
This feeling was too uncomfortable.
In his memory, he had only had a similar experience in his childhood.
Later, after taking the first Qi Gathering Pill, the disease completely left him.
"Let's go."
"Didn't I tell you to close the exit?"
The birdman shrugged: "They opened the door again."
The robot turned his head and looked at the gloating blonde queen on the side.
She snorted coldly: "Why are you looking at me? I was in the vault with you at the time."
"No means no, is it difficult to admit that you are a bad boy?"
The robot, whose half of his body melted and deformed, was trembling with anger.
What kind of teammates were matched with him?
The blonde looked around and didn't see the red-eyed man.
"Why are you alone?"
She got angry when she mentioned this birdman: "He ran away a long time ago."
The red-eyed man came out from the shadows not far away, looking embarrassed.
"I just got sick for no reason, and even my blood circulation was not smooth, so I could only avoid the sharp edge for a while."
The blonde looked at the other party suspiciously: "A level 8 warrior is sick, are you kidding me?"
"And how can you look sick now?"
The red-eyed man was silent for a moment: "I'm fine."
The robot's fist hardened.
The birdman was indignant: "That swordsman was hit by my sword and is already seriously injured."
"If you had cooperated with me to find the person quickly, it would have been over long ago."
The red-eyed man gritted his teeth and said: "You hit me with that sword!"
The birdman didn't believe it at all: "Bullshit! How could I not know who I hit?"
The red-eyed man said coldly: "Blind bird."
The air around the birdman flowed rapidly: "You want to practice, right?"
The red-eyed man: "Afraid of you?"
Seeing the two people constantly blaming each other, the robot finally couldn't stand it anymore.
"Enough!"
"Treat the wounded immediately, I will report this to the board of directors."
The blonde sister turned and left, raised her right hand and waved.
"How can a group of insects like you manage the black market of all races?"
"I won't accompany you anymore."
The face of the birdman of the cloud tribe became more and more gloomy.
This scene is a one-to-one replica of the scene three years ago.
The red-eyed man shouted at the robot's back: "What about the auction?"
The robot paused: "The auction items are gone, what do you say about the auction? Return all the crystals."
The red-eyed man glanced at the birdman: "You are the accountant, go and deal with it."
After that, he immediately disappeared into the shadows.
The birdman slapped the door of the vault with a wind blade: "Stupid teammate."
...
Qin Ze and Miao Daoren ran for a long time, and stopped only after making sure that no one was chasing them.
"Exciting!"
The output of this copy of the Ten Thousand Races Black Market is really too much.
In the future, if I don't go there regularly every few months, I will be sorry for those old friends.
Facing ordinary level 8 warriors, Qin Ze can handle it easily now.
Once the fog of war and the plague pollen are opened, the level 8 warriors will not be able to react for a while.
The only pity is that the plague pollen will be extremely effective when it is first used on the target.
From the second time on, the effect of illness will be weakened again and again until it completely loses its effect.
As the target level increases, this process will be shortened.
Plague pollen attacks the warrior's immune system, but if it happens too many times, the immune system will evolve to produce corresponding "antibodies".
The next time the plague pollen acts on the red-eyed man and the birdman, Qin Ze estimates that the effect will only take effect for a few dozen seconds.
Qin Ze happily counted the gains in the storage ring. Although he didn't use most of the things, he could share some with his clones.
The captain exclaimed in the LAN: "What? We have to strengthen our flying circus man again?"
Last time, the output of the Ten Thousand Races Black Market dungeon was allocated by Qin Ze to the captain and his team.
After all, their position is the lone wolf of the abyss, and they can't stand without strengthening a wave.
But as they keep playing in the wild, their strength has been greatly improved.
Qin Ze is going to give the dungeon output to the head clone this time.
The other clones protested loudly: "You don't care about your face! You eat, drink and have fun every day. Are you worthy of using what the brothers fought for with their lives?"
The captain retorted: "I was building a bridgehead for the captain."
"Captain, don't you think so? Captain, say something!"
A group of people chattered, giving Qin Ze a headache.
"Okay, shut up, the leader has his own arrangements."
At this point, Qin Ze was ready to say hello and part ways with Miao Daoist.
However, Miao Daoist was not in a good state at the moment.
His body was shaking like a sieve, his skin was red like a cooked shrimp, and beads of sweat fell from his forehead one by one.
White water vapor rose from the top of his head, as if the water was boiling.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Qin Ze quickly stepped back to keep a distance, fearing that he would be splashed with blood.
Miao Daoist could no longer say a word at this moment.
He knelt on the ground with his hands on the ground, panting.
The falling sweat soon soaked the ground under him.
Qin Ze raised his hands and said, "I didn't touch you, don't touch me."
"Even if your second sister comes, I am right."
The Dharma King was amazed: "Is this guy going to die?"
The Light Prayer suggested: "Why not help him get rid of the sea of suffering, and by the way, see if he has any treasures of the Lieyang Clan."
The Lord of Mist made a sharp explosion: "Are you crazy? Do you want to be hunted down by the Lieyang Clan to the ends of the earth?"
Qin Ze crossed his arms and watched silently.
If Taoist Miao is fine, everyone will be happy.
If he really dies, he can help collect the body and collect a fee for collecting the body.
After a long time, Taoist Miao finally stopped shaking.
He took out a pill from the storage space and swallowed it.
After a while, the red skin gradually returned to normal, and the top of his head stopped steaming.
Taoist Miao slowly stood up: "Sorry, I made you worry."
Qin Ze said regretfully: "It's okay."
Taoist Miao immediately explained: "It's an old problem. I've gotten used to it over the years."
It was a chance meeting, and it was a private matter, so Qin Ze didn't continue to ask questions.
"Let's say goodbye today."
"If there are similar flying swords with attributes in the future, remember to contact me."
"The price is absolutely fair."
After that, Qin Ze was about to leave.
"Wait." Taoist Miao stopped him: "Can you give me the Soul Purifying Pearl?"
"I'll buy it. Crystal or source of life, just ask."
The quality of the Soul Purifying Pearl is actually very ordinary. As the Holy Son of the Lieyang Clan, Taoist Miao should not be short of this thing.
Qin Ze asked curiously: "What do you want this pearl for?"