The City of Terror

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"What's busy?" After the Ming Dynasty messenger spit out a word, he buried his head in a stone bowl until the last breath was finished before the two words were finished. ∷∷,

“Help me expand this little treasure bag a little?”

Wei Xiaobei looked at the Ming Dynasty messenger with hope, and he was really worried that the other party could not speak the words.

The bright wheel messenger reached out and Wei Xiaobei felt the chest empty, and the small treasure bag, together with the stone card, fell into the white tender hand of the paddle wheel messenger.

The Ming Wheel messenger looked at the small treasure bag and showed his face disdain: "It's too bad."

After spitting out these three words, the Ming Dynasty messenger turned his attention to Wei Xiaobei: "The messenger can help you, but this is impossible."

To tell the truth, Wei Xiaobei is so busy, thinking is to use the porridge of the porridge to make the Ming Wheel messenger a favor, even if the treasures of the porridge cost a little more, it does not matter if you can keep the porridge of the fairy, even if you can It is earned.

But the words of this Ming Dynasty messenger will suddenly turn Wei Xiaobei into the abyss, and the other side knows the value of his own shot. This porridge is indeed more like the other party, but the Ming Dynasty messenger seems to have his own principles and never sells himself. Labor.

Wei Xiaobei even took out the treasures that he had made for the last time. Although the eyes of the Ming Dynasty messenger revealed the eyes of the **, they still shook their heads.

In the end, Wei Xiaobei had no choice but to take out a piece of Xianpin porridge. The Ming Dynasty messenger did not grab a drink this time, but compared two fingers: "This is five copies! The messenger will help you. !"

At this time, Wei Xiaobei suddenly found a problem. This Ming Dynasty messenger is like an autistic patient. There are some defects in communication skills, and you have **** to say that you want five copies. What do you want to do?

To be honest, if the other party is not much stronger than himself, Wei Xiaobei really has the urge to squander.

have to say. This land is too powerful, and it is accurate to judge that the Ming Wheel messenger needs five copies of porridge to be shot!

The remaining four porridges were taken out, and the paddle wheel made a wave of right hand. The five cents of porridge were instantly surrounded by a circle of golden light, and the next moment disappeared.

Obviously, it is not the Ming Dynasty messenger who ate directly. Obviously, this fairy porridge has other uses.

After receiving the benefits, the Ming Wheel messenger dropped a sentence. It turned into a golden light and fell toward Baita Mountain: "Wait for the messenger for a while."

Ran?

Wei Xiaobei looked at the golden light that disappeared in Baita, and his heart slammed into a small drum.

Although Wei Xiaobei essentially believes that the Ming Dynasty messengers cannot corrupt their own small treasure bags, it is psychologically difficult to rule out this possibility.

If you think about it, you will know that if the small treasure bag is smeared by the Ming Dynasty messenger, then Wei Xiaobei will lose money, and then the convenient life that is easy to use will go away from him.

This is like a modern human being. If one day suddenly, there is no way to use a computer, the mobile phone will be painful if you think about it, and there is an impulse to jump off the building.

Fortunately. The Ming Wheel messenger did not know whether he really couldn’t look at this little treasure bag, or in the idea of ​​maintaining the reputation of Baitashan. He waited for a little half an hour in Wei Xiaobei, and he really wanted to think that the Ming Dynasty messenger had a small treasure bag to flee. At that time, a golden light came late, emerged from the White Tower, and the next moment fell in front of Wei Xiaobei, showing the Ming Dynasty messenger.

What makes Wei Xiaobei's eyes shine is that the small wheel of the Ming Dynasty messenger is holding a small bag, which is his own small treasure bag.

Ok? Looks like there have been some changes. There is a white tower on it?

"Take it, your bag is too bad, etc., the messenger accidentally broke it, this is for you."

Finished the conversation. The Ming Wheel messenger gently tossed, and the small bag flew over, letting Wei Xiaobei catch up with a mess.

However, it has not waited for Wei Bei to attempt to open the bag to see if the Ming Dynasty messenger is entangled in Wei Xiaobei to eat. Fortunately, this time she did not want any fairy goods or treasures. Just plain grilled fish.

To tell the truth, Wei Xiaobei has never had such a torment, and when he wants to look at the bag, he thinks that his little treasure bag is broken, and the things inside will be broken, and the heart is uncomfortable. You have to pay attention to the grilled fish on your hands.

In short, when the fish is finished, Wei Xiaobei will wear the branches of the grilled fish to the hands of the Ming Wheel messenger, which is a property to explore the small bag that falls on the hand.

Name: White Tower Ordinary Storage Bag (Boutique)

Introduction: This is the storage bag used by the disciples of Baitashan. As the name suggests, this is the most common storage bag in Baitashan.

Effect 1: The micro space has 10 cubic meters of independent space. It is not allowed to store creatures with wisdom. It is not allowed to store unlicensed real objects.

Effect 2: Bleeding blood binding, after blood-binding, only the host can use, mind meditation on an item, take it out, the host is dead, and the object is untied.

Effect 3: The transformation of the body can transform the item specified as the host, but the item must not exceed 30% of the bag volume. The ordinary storage bag after the conversion camouflage does not have the function of the item.

Well, from the name, introduction, Wei Xiaobei understands that this Baita Mountain is indeed a cow.

Light is the most common storage bag, and the independent space inside it is ten times that of the small treasure bag!

Ten cubic meters!

How many things can I load?

Blood drop binding? Drop it!

Wei Xiaobei sent the index finger to the entrance and bite a few mouthfuls before he let the index finger out of the two drops of blood. He hurriedly applied the blood to the white storage bag.

As the blood on the Weibei's index finger was contaminated on the storage bag, the white tower sign on the storage bag turned into a faint red color.

As for the effect three, the transformation of the body, Wei Xiaobei bound the storage bag after the blood drop, and then understood its usefulness.

Wei Xiaobei thought about it in his heart. This storage bag immediately became a watch. It is more common to look at the shape, what should be the knockoff.

Low profile! This stuff must be low-key, Wei Xiaobei can not want to cause trouble because of this storage bag.

Of course, since the storage bag does not have the function of a watch, the watch that is converted into a disguised watch will not be timed, and any one of the hands will not rotate.

Well, these are clouds.

Wei Xiaobei couldn’t wait to look into the storage bag, and the heart that was originally hung in the sky, even fell on the ground.

In this ordinary storage bag, whether it is a white fog, a big gun, a vajra, or a barbecue, drinking water, salt, fort tea and so on!

It’s good that the paddle wheel messenger is not so pithy.

Wei Xiaobei's face was satisfied. In any case, the things in his little treasure bag were not lost. This kind of rejuvenation and excitement made Wei Xiaobei hold the fisherman's paddle wheel messenger.

Fortunately, the Ming Wheel messenger did not understand what happened after he was put down by Wei Xiaobei, and was quickly distracted by Wei Xiaobei, who was busy grilling fish.

Wei Xiaobei tried his best to bake the fish for the Ming Wheel messenger free of charge until the Ming Dynasty messenger could not even eat it.

The fish bones in the ground, and the golden light that flew to the Baita Mountain, Wei Xiaobei spit out a long breath.

After all, I still earned it!

The so-called broken small treasure bag is in the ordinary storage bag.

Wei Xiaobei tried it. Although it was forcibly removed, it was forcibly removed from its own binding, and it could no longer be bound. The independent space inside was about 0.8 cubic meters, and lost 0.19 cubic meters.

But these are not problems, at least small treasure bags can still be used!

It should go back first. At this time, the excitement that had been stirred up seems to have faded a lot. Wei Xiaobei also feels a little tired. He does not continue to stick to it. He is lying next to the stream, closing his eyes, and meditation back to reality. The body is a little transparent and eventually disappears into the air.

When Wei Xiaobei woke up and didn't open his eyes, he smelled the aroma of breakfast.

"Master seems to wake up."

"Master, Master."

The arm was shaken twice by the soft hand.

Opening your eyes is Zhu Xinyi's concern.

But then again, the little hand is really soft.

Wei Xiaobei then enjoyed the service of an apprentice.

Millet porridge, pot paste small cake, red oiled salted egg, pickles, end to Wei Xiaobei.

The scent is tangy and the tongue is fluid.

Of course, as a senior chef, Wei Xiaobei Shunkou pointed out Zhu Xinyi's cooking skills, especially the cooking of porridge. Wei Xiaobei has now reached a new level.

Let Zhu Xinyi look at Wei Xiaobei’s eyes and bring out a bit of worship.

After breakfast, Wei Xiaobei went to buy some ceramic medicine bottles. After a bang in the house, Zhu Xinyi and Huang Kun were called in.

"Xinyi, for the teacher to remember that you are going to have a birthday, this is a gift for you in advance."

Wei Xiaobei's face with a smile, handed a small bag to Zhu Xinyi.

Zhu Xinyi took a small bag and couldn't help but stunned.

This thing, Zhu Xinyi knows, Master's favorite little treasure bag, although he has not used it, but Zhu Xinyi also knows that this thing has its own space, can store a lot of things, it is really a treasure.

Once, Zhu Xinyi also thought that he could have such a baby, just say nothing, eat, drink, and have some of his own private things inside, but it is better than carrying a big backpack. too much.

But now, Master suddenly handed over the baby and said that it was a birthday present for him. This time, he scared Zhu Xinyi: "Master, this is not good, it is too precious."

"What is precious, Master told you to hold it, and the teacher has a new one."

Wei Xiaobei lit up the watch worn on his left hand and smiled again: "This little treasure bag, some problems, can't be bound, are you a little disgusted?"

Wei Xiaobei said that Zhu Xinyi had to pick up the small treasure bag, but his face was hung with uncontrollable happiness. When he rushed to Wei Xiaobei, he smashed one: "Master, this is me. The best birthday present I received." (To be continued.)