After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

"The judge has an important matter and has entrusted it to me. I have fought hard to get you to participate as soon as you enter the building. When you are promoted, don't forget me."

"————Respectfully submitted by Xiao Mitsu."

This is the end of the letter.

Li Mo and Xiao Qin couldn't help but look at each other.

They were even started to get involved in the affairs of the building.

They are considered...

Early internal recommendation?

"From Xiao Mituo's tone, it seems that this judge's status in Xiyu Tower is higher than his."

Xiao Qin was quite certain.

In fact, it was Qianxing Wuzun who told him.

The Judge of Xiyu Tower is responsible for determining whether the killer has completed the mission, and is also the guarantee of Xiyu Tower's reputation.

"What could the judge's personal affairs be?"

"We haven't come into contact with this so-called judge yet, but it's definitely not good."

Student Li thought about it and felt that there must be something fishy going on.

A bunch of killers can't just go out on the street and help an old lady cross the road, right?

Looking at the words of Xiao Mituo requesting to meet, Li Mo said:

"Let's stick to our original plan."

"When we see Xiao Mituo, we'll kill him first, otherwise we'll be exposed at any time."

"Anyway, we've been chosen to work for the Judge, so we'll definitely have a chance to come into contact with each other then."

"it is good."

Xiao Qin nodded, got on the donkey cart again, and prepared to go back and tell Zuo Qiuyang the good news.

The donkey carts are full of cooking oil, as hot pot restaurants use a large amount every day.

in the afternoon.

Happy times are always short-lived.

[Congratulations to the host for investing in the "Dazhu" martial arts.]

[Investment Feedback: One Year of Martial Arts Enlightenment.]

[Congratulations to the host for investing in Xiaodie's inferior martial arts]

[Investment Feedback: One Year of Martial Arts Enlightenment.]

......

The little kids came out reluctantly to say goodbye.

They all just learned martial arts.

Li Mo didn't give them anything too good, but these inferior martial arts were enough for them to use as a foundation for the time being.

After glancing around twice, Li Mo became a little confused again:

"Where's Chulong?"

He acted a little strange in the afternoon.

Chulong always called him timidly, then hesitated to say that it was okay.

"Brother Li...I...I'm here."

suddenly.

Jiang Chulong ran over with a cloth bag in her arms.

"This...this is for you."

He stuffed the cloth bag into his arms.

Li Mo lowered his eyes and took a glance. Inside was a piece of clothing with very crude workmanship?

The fabric is in good condition, with a sword embroidered on it, and...

Why does this material look familiar?

"You go out and pick things up just to save money to make clothes?"

“Hmm….Hmm…”

"It's a pity that I'm so... so stupid... I wasted a lot of materials..."

"It's not really a waste... I'll make a sachet out of it..."

Jiang Chulong's voice is as soft as a mosquito.

Oh, I got it.

The sachet that Lord Tianzun received was a recycled product of scraps.

Li Mo was at a loss whether to laugh or cry for a moment.

But then I realized something was wrong.

"You picked up so much stuff, and you only got enough money to buy some cloth?"

"Yeah...rubbish...worthless..."

"This...this piece...can only be sold for...ten copper coins."

Jiang Chulong pointed at the 'scrap metal' next to her.

Li Mo took a look and his eyes twitched.

If I'm not mistaken, that's an axe forged from a hundred times tempered steel. Although it's not new, it can be easily sold for thirty taels of silver in a blacksmith shop.

Ten copper coins, what a shady shop! Has your conscience been eaten by a dog?!

"Chulong."

"Ok?"

"Tell me which store usually recycles your things. I have something to ask them."

"Brother Li, you...you also want to sell scrap?"

.......

Lingjiang Wharf.

Endless boats of all sizes were docked, and the sound of the river lapping against the shore could be heard along with the fishermen's songs.

In the river, a black-sailed boat was swaying.

"Li Mo and Ying Bing finally showed up in the city?!"

Yin Huacheng shattered the paper in his palm and let it fall into the river, disappearing without a trace.

The waters in Ziyang City were muddied by the Wuxian Trial.

It is said that there are the Three Evils of Huaishan, who come and go without a trace and are ruthless in their attacks. They are simply three gods of death, and they terrify those vicious and cruel people who participate in the trial.

Because of them, the Hell Trial actually showed signs of ending early.