The atmosphere in this tavern is very lively. There are dozens of strong men sitting here drinking. Judging from their appearance, many of them are strong men from other planes. However, the strongest ones are only emperor-level ones and there are no demigods. After all, I want to
It is not an easy task to cultivate to become a godhead.
The three of them found a random table and sat down.
A strange-looking young man came over and asked, "What do you want?"
Shutrin said: "Bring us three portions of the best wine and food you have here."
"Okay, please wait a moment." After saying this, the strange young man turned and left.
Mu Bai raised his head and stared at the departing figure of the strange young man with surprised eyes. He was secretly surprised that even one of the waiters in the tavern was a saint-level expert.
"Haha! You heard about me! I was so lucky today that I actually picked up an artifact."
"I think you drank too much and are bragging again."
"It's true! It's unfortunate, you see!"
"This dagger! Ah! It is indeed a twelfth-grade mid-level artifact. Where did you get it?"
"Artifact! This guy is so lucky." People around him also cast surprised glances.
A middle-aged man proudly shook a blood-red dagger in his hand and said: "This morning, I met a beautiful girl on the road. She looked so heart-warming. It's a pity that I am not so lucky. I was
Fisher's men captured him."
"Does this dagger belong to that beautiful woman?" asked a curious guest.
The middle-aged man nodded, looking very proud.
Mu Bai glanced at the dagger in the middle-aged man's hand intentionally or unintentionally, and his heart was shocked. It was Han Yan's death blood dagger.
"What's wrong with you?" Shutrin couldn't help but ask after seeing Mu Bai's strange expression.
Cang Meng followed Mu Bai's gaze and saw the dagger held in the middle-aged hand. Her expression changed instantly and she hurriedly said to Mu Bai: "Don't be impulsive."
But Mu Bai could still hold back, stood up, and walked towards the middle-aged man with a stern face.
"Isn't this guy trying to steal the artifact? He's a mid-level Martial Emperor." Shutrin was shocked.
PS: There are still three chapters to go. I won’t be able to finish it before 12 o’clock. I will go out to fill my stomach and then come back to write. I am writing the last part and it is very troublesome to come up with the plot. I will read it tomorrow morning.