The same age, the same black hair and black eyes, the same persistence of a special book formed by thoughts, and the same laugh...

But Kurolo smiled slightly, while Luo had a hearty smile. The two of them looked at each other silently, and the conversation paused for a moment.

During the first brief contact, Kulolo became very interested in Luo, but Luo's feelings were not very good. After all, it was because of the questions mentioned at the beginning of Kulolo.

Maggie looked at the two of them, confused, and felt that Kulolo was a little strange today.

"I'll ask you, how old are you this year?" Luo suddenly asked.

This is a very common problem.

"Where are you at the age of 12?" Kulolo's smile never changed.

"Ah, 13 years old, one year older than you." Luo touched his head and smiled even more cheerful. He didn't know how old he was in his body. I guess he would only know if he had to test his bone age.

No matter how old he is, he is only one year older than Kulolo. This is to ask others about the age advantage first. Even if the other party says he is 100 years old, he can say he is 101 years old.

Kurolo nodded slightly and smiled, "No wonder, your hands seem to be bigger than mine."

As he said that, he suddenly raised the 'thief's extreme intention' in his hand, then handed it over, and continued: "It seems to be similar to the handprints in my book. It's really amazing. Do you want to try to put the handprints on it and take a look? Maybe it will fit perfectly."

"Ha ha."

Luo smiled heartily, then looked at Kurolo with a look of "You seem to be making me laugh", but in fact he was already smiling.

He knew that Kulolo's book could steal other people's ability to recite, and the bloody handprints covering the book were one of the conditions. The other two conditions, if you remember correctly, you should show the ability to Kulolo, and the last one was to answer Kulolo's questions about abilities.

These three conditions must be completed within one hour before the ability can be stolen, and the person who is stolen will lose his ability to sing.

"This bloody handprint is obviously bigger than my hand." Luo turned his head and looked at Machi and said, "Right, Machi."

Macchi glanced at the bloody handprints on the book, then looked at Luo's hand intently, nodded, and said, "It's really a circle bigger."

"Hey? I thought it was very suitable." Kurolo scratched his head embarrassedly.

Maggie's eyes were slightly nippled, and sure enough, Kulolo was a little strange today.

"Come on, I'll try to show it to you." Luo maintained a cheerful smile, then took the initiative to extend his hand to cover the bloody handprints on Kuloro's book, and said seriously: "Look, it's really a big circle."

"It's really a big circle." A smile of surprise flashed deep in Kulolo's eyes. He withdrew his hand and asked calmly: "By the way, what is your ability to write books?"

He is truly worthy of being the future leader of the Phantom Brigade. He thought about stealing abilities as soon as he met... The last condition is to answer the question. If he answered, his ability would be stolen.

"I'm not very clear. After all, yesterday was my first time using my chanting ability." Luo shrugged and said that he removed the 'Hand of God'.

I deliberately covered my hand on the bloody handprint just to tease Kurolo. As long as I don’t answer questions about chanting skills within an hour, the conditions will not be true.

As for what makes Kulolo realize that it is strange, it doesn't matter. Kulolo is only twelve years old now, and he is not the leader of the group more than ten years later, so he is not afraid at all.

Luo is confident that he will become stronger than Curolo and stronger than any member of the Phantom Brigade.

So, what are you worried about? Even if you are discovered by Park Noda, it is a trivial matter as long as you have strong strength as the foundation.

Hearing Luo's words, Kurolo smiled faintly and removed the "thief's extreme intention".

There was an hour of time, which was very abundant for him, so he didn't have to hurry, so he looked at the hand of the bad omen at Luo's feet.

"I didn't insist on asking questions, because I wanted to suddenly intersperse questions about my lyricism during the conversation later. Overall, this guy is really not likable." Luo followed Kurolo's gaze and looked at the hand of the nightmare at his feet, thinking silently.

"Can I look at this wooden hand?" Kurolo asked.

"Of course." Luo said.

Kurolo nodded, walked over, squatted down, and prepared to pick up the hand of the bad omen with his hand.

"You'd better take a wire." Luo Shanyi reminded, after all, the color on the hand of the Ogawa was formed by the watering of countless bones and blood, and it feels disgusting just thinking about it.

"It's okay, it's just blood."

Kurolo was a little surprised. He knew the meaning of Luo's reminder, but he still picked up the hand of the bad omen with his hand and hung it in front of him to observe carefully.

"Do you know what this wood is?" Luo raised his eyebrows when he heard the word "blood" and felt that Kurolo must have known the hand of the bad omen.

"Um."

Kurolo nodded, and looked over and over with his hand of the Omen of Omen, and replied: "This is the Omen of Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen of the Omen

"This tree is as white as snow, accompanied by a strange fragrance, and is a thing that mud and earthworms like, so its yield is extremely low. And if it is used to make a 'bad hand', there is a very strict requirement."

Kurolo suddenly looked up and raised his index fingers to Machi and Luo.

"What are the requirements?" Machi asked curiously.

Luo curled his lips, really didn't expect this guy to know so much.

"The trunk of the white mud tree is full of sweet juice. After the white mud tree reaches a hundred years of age, it will nurture the trees in the snow-white juice. The material of the hand of the nightmare is the trees in the white mud tree."

"Because the higher the age of the white mud tree, the more fragrant it will emit, and it will easily attract mud earthworms. Therefore, the century-old white mud tree is very rare because it is basically eaten up by mud earthworms."

"The bad omen hand of the Lilite tribe was made of a century-old white mud tree. It was originally snow-white, but now it is dyed red with blood, and most of the inside has turned into crimson."

"By the way, the juice of the white mud tree is one of the rare ingredients, and the difficulty of obtaining is B. Many top wealthy people in the world specially hire food hunters to obtain the juice of the white mud tree in order to satisfy their appetite, but only a very small number of people succeeded."

Kurolo was introducing and observing the hand of the bad omen. After almost, he looked at the broken finger and a hint of regret appeared on his face.

"You know so much." Luo sighed from the bottom of his heart. He also showed it in the white syrup font, and only then did he realize that this was the bad hand of the Lilite tribe, but it was not as detailed as Kurolo said.

And if what Kulolo said is true, Naro is extremely interested in obtaining the white mud sap of level B difficulty, after all, he is a foodie.

"I like reading books very much, and I happened to read books about the hand of the bad omen." Kurolo smiled.

"Then is this piece of wood valuable?" Mackey heard it from beginning to end, but was only interested in the value of the hand of the Odds.

"The Lilites disappeared three hundred years ago. The hand of the bad omen that remains is rare and is a treasure in the eyes of collectors. However, the hand of the bad omen has broken three fingers, and the value of the collection has plummeted. Generally speaking, someone should ask for it twenty percent of the price of the market."

Kulolo's slender fingers gently stroked the textured surface of the hand of the Ogawa Hand and said seriously: "But this Ogawa Hand is a bit special. When it comes to 50% of the market price, someone will want it."

"Why?" Machi asked curiously, but she wanted to know more about the specific price.

"It's the year," Kulolo said.

At this time, Machi looked at the silent Luo and said in surprise: "Is it because it has a history of 900 years?"

When he heard Machi's words, Kurolo was quite surprised and looked at Luo in Machi's eyes, and he was a little surprised.

After all, Luo also revealed the source of the bad omen hand, and it should not be surprising that he knows how to identify the year.

"To be precise, it was 920." At this time, the silent Luo suddenly said.

When Kurolo heard this, his eyes suddenly shone brightly, and he said sincerely: "You really like reading."

"Each of each other." Luo continued to smile cheerfully, pretending to be a small pussy invisibly. In fact, reading books often is fooling you.
Chapter completed!