After roaring at the Marquis of Seajac, Joe calmed down and handed over the mammoth to the iron mule to deal with it, and then returned to Tulun Port as fast as possible.

The four-wheeled carriage is not fast enough, and ordinary war horses are simply unable to carry Qiao to a long distance.

So, from Lofgang to Tulun Port, Ya, Si Gengsi, Lan Mujin and Lan Kikong ran wildly, while Qiao relied entirely on himself to run forward.

The sea of ​​power was forged, and the physical strength exceeded four million pounds. Joe's physical function reached an inhuman level.

He spread his thighs and ran wildly. Every step he fell to the ground, it was like a small-caliber field cannon roaring. With the loud "boom boom", he took every step, and his huge body could easily speed forward for more than a hundred feet.

‘Boom, Boom’… Qiao was like a human-shaped cannonball, constantly sweeping forward and rapidly.

Four war horses with high endurance were carefully selected and chased after Qiao. Ya and others on the horse's back looked at the huge backs that were looming in front of them, their faces were distorted, and they felt as if they were in a dream, and everything became so unreal.

During the day, Qiao led a large group of people to dig out the lunch break. The four-wheeled carriage could travel more than ten miles in an hour. The team took more than five hours to arrive from Tulun Port to Löwgang.

At this moment, Qiao ran with all his might. It took him only a little over an hour to run back to Tulun Port from Lovgang. He was not angry or sweaty, just like an ordinary person strolling around the street for a short time.

The four war horses spitting white foam and finally followed Qiao without being left halfway by him.

Fortunately, after entering Tulun Port, he was afraid of alarming the citizens, so Qiao subconsciously slowed down. Even so, when he returned to the Weitu family's house, the four war horses had just entered the gate and collapsed on the ground. The Weitu family's grooms hurriedly helped the four overworked war horses to bleed and treat them.

In the chaos, Lea, who had fallen asleep, was awakened.

After she asked Qiao about the purpose of running back in the middle of the night, she sent Qiao, who was covered in dust, to take a shower and change clothes. She herself ran to the bird's nest-shaped tree house and happened to hear the content of Hesen's transaction with the man.

Qiao took a hurry in the bathroom of his room, changed into a loose casual dress, combed his wet hair quickly, and took a big stride and ran towards the tree house.

A stack of banknotes with a hundred gold mark denominations silently turned into blue smoke, and Laplaci's sharp laughter echoed in his mind.

"So, are you sure, this will prevent Hessen and Lea from asking?" Joe grunted in a low voice as he strode.

"Don't worry, this reason is flawless, and they will never have any questions." Laplacie smiled sharply: "I am the great omniscient Laplacie. If I collect money, I will do the business... I will definitely handle it for you!"

Following a circling wooden ladder, Qiao walked to the door of the tree house. He grabbed the door handle and swung hard, pushed open the thick wooden door of the tree house, and strode in.

"Ah, my dear father, why are you squatting here in the middle of the night? Are you doing something strange?" Qiao strode into the tree house and laughed twice.

"Who is this?" The laughter continued, and Qiao keenly discovered the man standing in the dark shadow.

The lights in the tree house were extremely dim, only a small candle emitted a faint light, and the moonlight shone in from the window, and the moonlight fell like water on Hessen and Lea, but it failed to illuminate the man in the dark shadow.

The man stood quietly in the dark shadow, his breath was introverted and silent.

As soon as Qiao entered the door, he instinctively looked at the strongest dark corner, and he noticed the man's existence.

"Mr. Hei, he is an old friend of mine. We have some business dealings." Heisen stood by the wooden table with a big cigar in his mouth and his hands behind his back, smiling strangely: "Big customer, hahaha, Mr. Hei is an old friend of our Weitu family, a big customer... hahaha!"

Lea smiled, and she walked to the corner of the tree house, picked up the matches, and lit the big candle on the sterling silver candlestick.

In four corners, nearly a hundred large candles lit up with four large candles, which immediately shone brightly on the tree house like daylight.

Qiao looked at Mr. Hei curiously.

This guy was wearing a thick black cloak in the room, and his whole head was wrapped in a hood. He was wearing a pure black opera mask full of complex and mysterious patterns. There were two light black crystal pieces in his eye sockets, and no trace of flesh was exposed.

His hands, his hands were wearing black silk gloves, without any flesh.

Although the candlelight illuminated the tree house, Mr. Hei was just like his name, his whole body was pitch black, as if there was an invisible layer of black mist wrapped around his body. It was mysterious, strange, profound, unfamiliar, and a faint solemn aura that made people inexplicably not want to approach him.

"Hello, Hei... Your Excellency!" Qiao bowed to Mr. Hei.

"Hello, Mr. Qiao." Mr. Hei's tone was hoarse and cold, without any emotional fluctuations: "You, when you were a child, I hugged you."

"Ah, then you are really an old friend of our family." Qiao Xianghei smiled: "But it's so strange, I don't have any impression of you..."

"This is not, very, normal, is it?" Mr. Hei said slowly in a slow tone: "The Vitu family has, many, old friends, you have not seen them."

"But I believe that in the future, we can, get familiar with each other, get up." Mr. Hei nodded to Qiao, then sat silently at the small square table, and gently played with the crystal wine glass in front of him with his fingers.

"Joe, Seajac, provoke you again?" Hesen took the topic with a gloomy face with his hands behind his back, "What do you want to do when you come back?"

"Look at your expression, with such an ugly expression, do you think I will do something extraordinary? No, I won't." Qiao stood in front of Hesen and said relaxedly: "Don't worry, I will retreat temporarily according to your wishes... But I need the next breathing method..."

"The Basic Respiratory Method of the Imperial Army can only be used to train the sea of ​​strength. So what about the sea of ​​energy and spiritual sea, or even higher-level breathing methods?" Qiao looked down at Hesen slightly: "Dear Master Hesen, don't bother me, give me all the remaining breathing methods... Then, you don't need to worry about my cultivation problems."

Hessen blinked.

Lea blinked.

Mr. Hei also blinked fiercely behind his two black crystals.

"If, I remember correctly, my dear Joe, my heart, you are the night of mid-autumn, and the sea of ​​power has just been opened up?" Leah put her hands on her chest, squinted her eyes, and stared at Joe fiercely: "What do you want to do?"

"Um..." Qiao pondered for a while, he stretched out his right hand, pressed his thumb behind his index finger, and then with a dull bang, his thumb popped out suddenly.

From Crimson Instinct, Qiao accurately controlled his own power.

A big thumb popped up, and a white gas burst the size of a basin exploded in front of his fingertips. Among the three circles of white ripples that spread rapidly, a white gas bubble as big as a thumb blasted out with a low thunder sound, and accurately landed on a small shield hanging on the wall of the tree house.

It is an antique shield with colorful colors, simple shape, and at least three or four hundred years of history.

The outer part of the shield is inlaid with steel plates, and the inner layer is made of flexible, elastic baleen. The two-inch thick steel plate gives this round shield extremely strong defense.

The white air ball roared and blasted the shield out of a hole the size of a bowl.

The tree house is about one foot thick, and the exterior wall made of good oak boards was also smashed by air mass to create a sink of more than three inches deep.

Hessen blinked.

Lea blinked desperately.

Mr. Hei's eyes under the two black crystals were wide open, staring straight at Qiao like a ghost.

"There is only one possibility... which supreme existence favors you?" Before Hesen and Lea spoke, Mr. He suddenly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to grab Qiao's arm, but stopped suddenly.

"Hermeto, daughter of trading!" Joe immediately said the countermeasures that Laplaci taught him before.

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Favorite: the wise and omniscient Laplacie, the hypocritical lord of Silver Osmanthus, the sinister king of Hellinger, the greedy daughter of trading, the taboo master of swords, the ancient balance of order Ram

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This is Joe's current attribute, and the existence that favors him, the prefix of the daughter of transaction Hermeto is 'greedy'.

Joe had no idea who Helmeto was. The only names of the gods he was familiar with were ‘Mu’ and ‘Muteste’.

But this did not prevent him from following Laplacie's teachings, he showed a simple, honest, ignorant, innocent expression and was serious about lying.

"I don't know why, but in short, when I first practiced, I heard some strange sounds."

"Then, my sea of ​​strength increases rapidly, and my strength is also growing rapidly."

"I have now cultivated the ultimate state that I can bear now, and I need subsequent breathing methods."

Qiao looked at Hesen with his head held high and his chest raised: "Given my previous cultivation speed, I personally think that in order not to return to Tulun Port again and again, I will give me all the subsequent breathing methods at once."

Shrugging his shoulders, Qiao smiled and said, "Maybe, half a month later, I will complete all the practice of Sanhai?"

Hessen was still blinking.

Riya put her hands on her chest and murmured in a low voice: "Oh, great... it's her favor, so..."

Mr. Hei let out a heavy breath, and his speech speed suddenly became much more rapid, no longer the way he used to spit out one or two words slowly.

"It's really gratifying and surprising. With such a great existence, anything incredible is taken for granted... Then, Hessen, I won't disturb you."

"Prepare the goods I want, and I will send you the payment tomorrow." Mr. Hei said deeply: "Liya, Mr. Qiao has grown up. Since it is the favor of that person, then leave the goldmark he earns to him and handle it yourself... Of course, this is my personal suggestion, I just hope you think carefully."

‘Swish’!

The candlelight in the tree house shook slightly, and Mr. Hei disappeared without a trace.

Qiao's hair suddenly stood up - he had used his crimson vision, but he didn't realize how Mr. He left.

Such strength... Such strength...
Chapter completed!