"There is such a possibility, but who can get such a despicable thing? We don't have it."

"This kind of fighting method is really easy. If I had it, I could be glorious on the ring."

The monks talked all the time, some were excited, while others looked envious.

I have to say that the five puppets in Qincheng are definitely a highlight of the bloody beating in the past six months.

Jiang Bo walked slowly with the crowd without any conversation.

But I felt a little disdainful.

Ancient puppets are all legendary things in Jiuzhou Land. They are not so easy to find? Do you think they are ordinary immortal grass?

I witnessed a night of fighting and had not passed the excitement.

Jiang Bo did not go back to practice, but subconsciously wandered around the market.

In contrast to the bloody bell, the market is closed every night. It seems that the Shadow City is deliberately designed to allow monks to have something to do in the Shadow City regardless of day and night.

Without the intention of buying anything, Jiang Bo wandered around the market casually.

I have been in the Cinema for several years, and I can't fool myself with ordinary fakes.

"Fellow Taoists, come and have a look, the best puppet, the treasure of Tiangong Pavilion."

As he walked, a string of shouts came into Jiang Bo's ears.

"puppet?"

Jiang Bo was stunned.

In the market, there are occasionally monks selling puppets, and all the excuses are made by Tiangong Pavilion, but in Jiang Bo's opinion, they are all rags made by these guys themselves.

I didn't think about going to see it, but the scene of Qin Cheng summoning a puppet yesterday suddenly flashed in my mind. Jiang Bo walked over by somehow.

"Fellow Daoist, look at the puppets from the Tiangong Pavilion that I just obtained from the secret realm, are definitely the best."

When you see someone coming, you must immediately introduce it with a smile.

"How much is the price?" Jiang Bo checked the object before and after and said casually.

"It's not expensive, it's worth 150,000 yuan in one price." Eight characters said with a smile.

Jiang Bo said without comment.

"You are Tiangong Pavilion? You are almost the same when you refine it yourself."

He snorted in his heart. He could see such a puppet several times a year, and the price was almost the same, and the puppet drawings should be the same.

I have seen other people use this kind of thing, and it is like a mentally retarded person.

The speed is slow and the power is weak. Except for the aura of the Tribulation Realm, if you really fight, you can't even win the Combination Realm.

Thinking about it, I am really naive.

How could a puppet like Qincheng appear in such a place?

Withdrew his gaze, Jiang Bo was about to leave.

But after a glance, Jiang Bo stopped immediately.

"Um?"

His eyes fell on the puppet in front of Qin Cheng beside him, and after a glance, Jiang Bo couldn't pull out his eyes.

This puppet, at first glance, looked like the puppet that was hit on the bloody beating last night, was carved out in the same mold.

No matter how big or small it is, what it looks like or what it is on the body, there is no difference.

This is too similar.

No way? Jiang Bo suddenly felt a little excited.

"Fellow Daoist, how do you sell this puppet?"

Jiang Bo walked to the front a few steps, looked up and down at the puppet, and asked.

"One million spirit stones." Qin Chengdao.

"One million?"

Jiang Bo almost bit his tongue.


Chapter completed!