Well, at this moment, Gu Xiaoren seemed to have noticed the common point of some incident.

No, it's difficult to give birth again!

"Boom--"

The white lightning illuminated Gu Xiaoren's face.

The wind blows.

In October, it suddenly started to rain heavily.

...

...

Tiramie furnace in the sea of ​​the south.

A dense forest, with winding giant trees, crisscrossing each other, forming a green and lush paradise of life at the southern end of the entire Tiramilu Island, because towering trees are everywhere.

Well, even if these big trees grow a little unreasonably.

Because the trees in other people grow straight, but the trees here all look like horizontal and curved, and strange shapes like arches, as well as the rolling dragons that go deep into the sea.

And in this area, a large number of legendary creatures exuded a terrifying aura.

Obviously, after the Battle of Tiannan, the Tiromi Furnace still maintained the original order, and some wild demigods could still choose to enter the realm and adventure.

Of course, the premise is to hand over a tax that is brought from the boundary.

This tax is about nearly one-third of their territory harvest.

However, these wild demigods are probably used to being wild. When the Federal Council of America just drafted this decision, many demigods scoffed and even played a game of force confrontation, which led to a lot of bloody incidents in the Tiromi Furnace when it was implemented in mid-August.

Then a guy who loved research suddenly had a whim and drifted the central area of ​​the original war. He used mysterious rituals to lure the divine blood and corpse residues filled with thousands of miles to the Tyromi furnace. In the end, this battlefield of Tiannan, which had fallen into a world of legendary creatures, turned into a life grass country that spreads thousands of miles.

That's right, these towering trees are all made up of absorbing a large amount of divine blood and corpse residues, and some living organisms have gradually begun to produce some kind of spirituality.

As for the Aristocratic Commission, well, a wilderness where birds do not shit have become what they are now, so they can naturally enjoy their fruits.

At this time, under a towering tree that was at least 600 feet high and like a mountain peak, bursts of wine suddenly came.

"Well... it smells so good!"

This is a huge tree hole, located in this towering tree more than 600 feet tall. It is estimated that the inside of it has been emptied by someone.

At present, a wild demigod named Dionysus is making wine in a tree hole.

On the side of the isolated tree python, there is a strange life form floating on the stump, with a blurry body, like a cloud of gray fog.

These guys seem to have appeared gradually since the end of the Battle of Tiannan. They seem to have absorbed some kind of evil spirit and formed a certain natural spirit, and possessed some simple spiritual intelligence.

They were lying on the side of the tree python, and they seemed a little eager to try the strange fragrance conveyed from the tree hole.

"Get out--"

A divine light suddenly fell from the sky, and the airflow with tail flame swept the strange life bodies overturned the horse.

Afterwards, several divine lights rushed over quickly. The powerful sense of oppression made these strange living organisms tremble. The innate instinct for danger immediately made them unable to help but disperse.

"Several people, please come in." The guy who came first was a black robe, and in the entire Tirami furnace, many demigods who entered the realm probably dressed in this way.

The people who appeared later also looked like this. These guys entered the tree hole and then used a little mythical substance to exchange some characteristic wine from the God of Baccarat. Obviously, this place has become a gathering place for legendary creatures and has already become a tavern.

In the entire life paradise of Tiramilu, there are almost countless small gathering places like this. At present, this huge forest of thousands of miles has probably become a wild paradise for the European tiger, Hidden Dragon. Well, no one can find out how many wild demigods are there in it.

In the tavern, a demigod pulled out a parchment roll from his sleeve and slowly spread it out in front of several other demigods.

Several demigods looked at each other a few times, then whispered to each other. Finally, one demigod shook his head and said in a low voice: "The risk is too great. It does not match the benefits."

It seemed that he felt that this was too direct, and He explained again: "I will sooner or later stay in the realm for a while, but compared with each other, the level of danger in front of him is still higher. After all, a magistrate who has completely fallen into madness is still not something we can compete with."

"That's right, and although the Blood Day Sect is now facing suppression, it is still not easy to mess with." The companion added.

"Then I reject them?" said the demigod, who was the first to come.

"Let's just refuse. At the moment, we mainly focus on the realm."

"Okay, then." The demigod sighed and said: "But now, the days of Tiromilu are getting harder and harder. The tax revenue of the Sky Alliance is too heavy, and it is simply too much to deceive the gods."

"If it were the Tiandang Alliance to win the war, the result would probably be the same, and it might be even more difficult. After all, how could those powerful countries share such huge benefits with us for no reason? It would be good to have a drink of soup."

"It would be great if the President was there. As long as He raised his arms, our credit will be a considerable force."

"However, the president hasn't shown up for several months, right?"

"When I talk about the president, I remembered that this month's interest rate should everyone get together?"

“That’s right.”

Some demigods pieced together, and finally gathered two mythological substances of about two degrees, and then threw them directly in front of the God of Baccarat.

"Old man Bai, keep the account!"

"Don't worry, there will be no less." Some guy found the account book and recorded some data on it.

Well, that's right, from a certain perspective, this tavern-like place has become a temporary base for the Credit Association.

And a certain guy is naturally a member of the astronomical society who intends to deepen his cultivation here - Bai Qi.

Several demigods left, Bai Qi narrowed his eyes, and then used [Huanxiang] to transmit some information he had just heard to Yangshe. Then Yangshe, who was unknown where he was, would find a way to sell the news. Obviously, credit now has become a series of diversified loose organizations such as adventure, teaming, intelligence sales, financial lending, and acting as an intermediary.

"Old man Bai, we're leaving." These demigods left straight away.

"Boom--"

But not long after, thunder sounded in the sky.

Bai Qi felt that the thunder was a little strange, a special throbbing feeling made him unable to help but walk out of the tree hole, and then looked up at the cloudy sky.

The clouds seemed to be circling continuously, and then gradually formed a huge and strange human face.

The man stared at Bai Qi with a condescending face, his expression stiff, but as if he was smiling.

An extremely terrifying aura enveloped Him, making Bai Qi's body stiff, like falling into an ice cellar.

He widened his eyes and couldn't help swallowing.

"Help, help--"

This is the last message Bai Qi sent to Yangshe using [Huanxiang].

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...

In a misty space, Gu Xiaoren was wearing a black robe and quietly looked at Erwuzai Xiaoxiao in front of him.

After a long time, He asked: "Have you ever thought about changing another place?"

Erwuzai blinked his eyes, his expression a little strange: "Master, I just transferred to Tiannan, it seems that it hasn't been long, right? It's less than two years? And, can you transfer me away?"

The inheritance museum mentioned seems to be opened by your home.

Well, that's what she said.

"It should be no problem." Gu Xiaoren said lightly, as if the inheritance hall was really opened by his family.

"I can do it. But where are you going?" Erwuzai Xiaoxiao asked with a nervous expression.

After all, I just got to know a place, but in a blink of an eye I ran to another strange place. Perhaps anyone would feel a little uncomfortable.

"I've decided to tell you this." Gu Xiaoren narrowed his eyes: "I need you to help me stare at someone."

"one person?"

Erwuzi was a little strange.

Since you are staring at someone, why don’t you have a good place to be in love?

Is the other party's movement range also under the control of the leader?

"You will know then." Gu Xiaoren looked at Erwuzai Xiaoxiao and said: "The matter is over now. We are talking about other issues. How are you doing in Tiannan?"

Uh, is this considering the employees?

Some 25-year-old thought with a wry smile.

"It's OK. With the support of the Demigod Yousha, I have gained a firm foothold." Erwuzai Xiaoxiao thought for a while: "However, some time ago, Demigod Youshasha led me to meet an old man."

"Old man?" Gu Xiaoren narrowed his eyes.

"Well, the other party asked me a lot of questions. Basically, it's some questions that have something to do with you."

Gu Xiaoren immediately understood who it was. The old man should be the Jiuzhang Magistrate of the Inheritance Museum.

This guy asked openly and did not cover up the news. It was indeed very nine chapters.

"By the way, that old man also gave me the opportunity to tell you that someone has recently targeted the Credit Club." Erwuzai Xiaoxiao blinked and looked at the leader, looking at him with a little puzzled look: "Why did he tell me this? Could it be that what does it have to do with Credit?"

Gu Xiaoren narrowed his eyes and refused to comment.

Because nine chapters are likely to guess.

After all, credit will now have such a large plate and released so many mythical substances, no one else could guess that guy Jiuzhang would probably have some considerations, because at that time, no one in Tiannan would have more material than He, a mysterious person who started selling tokens.
To be continued...