All My Skills Are Picked Up

Fatty Zhang ran to Lo Tian's side and said, "Mr Lo, what are you doing? He quickly took out the evidence to shock them to death. I saw it just now. Killing the Fanged Blood Lord was a seven star mission. The total number of points was four to five thousand. We're going to get rich!"    

Lo Tian said in a low voice, "If I had evidence, I would have taken it out a long time ago. Didn't you see? I don't even have a weapon with me anymore. Where do you think the evidence is?"    

Fatty Zhang widened his eyes and said," No evidence? Corpse? No belongings, no record spar?"    

Lo Tian shook his head.    

Fatty Zhang's expression immediately darkened. He turned around awkwardly and smiled at everyone.    

When the others saw Fatty Zhang behaving like this, their smiles became happier and happier.    

The three internal deacons pointed at Fatty Zhang and said, "Damn fatty, are you still trying to act cool? I'll remember you. In the future, come and accept your mission. I'll give you the worst! I'll let you run away. You still dare to attack us? Pah!"    

" Fatty, I'm in a good mood today. I won't argue with you!"    

"That's right, I almost lost my face. That damn fatty's attack was quite heavy! "    

The three internal deacons cursed as they prepared to return.    

After the other colleagues around them finished laughing, they turned around and prepared to leave.    

But at this moment, a few silver-armored guards quickly walked in from outside the door. They loudly shouted, "Who is Deacon Lo Tian? Your things, sign and accept it!"    

Lo Tian immediately shouted: "I, Lo Tian. Level 4 deacon Lo Tian!"    

The silver-armored captain walked forward and took out some things. He handed them to Lo Tian and said, "These are your rings. You won't be able to find anything else for the time being. Master Feng said that the Guard Division is willing to compensate you after you've checked them out."    

Lo Tian immediately took the White Bone Ring and checked it carefully. After that, he said, "No need, no need. They are all inside."    

As he spoke, Lo Tian took out his deacon's robe and weapon.    

The captain of the guards heaved a sigh of relief and said, "All of them are here. It can't be any better. This is your spoils of war, the Devil Cultivator's corpse. Lord Feng had said that according to the rules, the Devil Cultivator killed by the deacon... Of course, the ___ will belong to the deacon. I have also sent it to you, although it is a bit incomplete. But it does not prevent you from exchanging points. Please confirm, we'll be leaving first. "    

After saying that, the silver-armored guards threw the Fang Blood Lord's corpse into the hall with a bang.    

Immediately, all the deacons saw this unusual corpse.    

The sharp spikes were shining brightly even after the Fang Blood Lord died. Lo Tian signed and watched as the silver-armored guards left. As for the others, including Fatty Zhang, they all stared fixedly at the Tusk Blood Lord on the ground.    

"Oh my god, what a heavy evil energy!"    

"Is it really the Tusk Blood Lord? Quickly go down and take a look."    

"Oh my god, he really killed the Fang Blood Lord."    

Countless deacons ran down like crazy. It was not common to see a powerful Devil Cultivator being executed with their own eyes. This Fang Blood Lord was especially famous in the capital city, Martial Tower.    

On the Martial Tower, Deacon Ho, who was preparing to rest, was attracted by the commotion outside. He stood on the stairs and looked down. When he heard the name of the Fang Blood Lord, he also revealed a surprised expression. Then he floated down. He stood in the crowd and observed.    

After Fatty Zhang confirmed that the corpse was really a powerful Devil Cultivator, he laughed out loud three times. After that, he said to the three internal deacons with a clear voice, "Come, come, come. Quickly come and take a look. Are you going to eat three jin of dung?"    

The three internal deacons looked at each other. He could only bite the bullet and step forward.    

His heart was in turmoil. One Level 5 deacon and one Level 4 deacon, and they killed a powerful Devil Cultivator just like that?    

Had the era changed? No, he was afraid that he would have to eat sh * t.    

The three of them arrived in front of the Fang Blood Lord's corpse and began to confirm. As internal deacon, it was their duty to confirm the identity of the Devil Cultivator. As they compared the information in the crystal, the three of them said, "Their appearances match. It's the Tusk Blood Lord."    

"Devil Qi match. Once again, it's confirmed to be the Fang Blood Lord."    

"Their clothes, spikes, fangs, scars and other details match. Finally, it's confirmed that it's the Fang Blood Lord!"    

As soon as the three of them finished speaking, the officers in the surroundings began to boil.    

"It's really the Fang Blood Lord! His dick exploded!"    

"I knew it. These two brothers are extraordinary. To be able to say it out loud and kill the Fang Blood Lord, they must be quite confident. As I expected, my words hit the mark. "    

" What do you mean by that? Weren't you laughing so loudly just now? "    

"Don't pay attention to these details!"    

The crowd couldn't help but cry out in alarm as they all looked forward.    

The expressions of the three internal deacons changed when they looked at Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang. No matter what kind of deacon Fatty Zhang and Lo Tian were, if they could kill the Fang Blood Lord, then their abilities would be at least at the level of Level 2 deacon.    

The three internal deacons appeared to be extremely respectful. They bowed to Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang and said, "Lords, please forgive us for our rude actions just now."    

"Yes, the two of you have shocking means, shocking everyone. We have eyes but we have no eyes. We are ashamed and ashamed!"    

"Please wait for a moment. I will now complete the task for you two. I guarantee that one point will be quite a lot."    

The three of them dragged the corpse and wanted to leave.    

Fatty Zhang stopped them and said, "That's not right. Just now, someone said that they wanted to perform the ultimate act. Although it's disgusting, I still want to see it. "    

Immediately, one of the internal deacon's face turned the color of pig liver, and his lips started trembling.    

Lo Tian stood up and said, "Forget it, forget it. Fatty, don't go too far. The three of you have troubled me, hurry up and deal with it. We're all injured, so we still need to rest."    

The three internal deacons felt as if they were pardoned from death, and quickly left.    

The other deacons around them all stepped forward, as if they wanted to get to know Lo Tian.    

"Amazing, brother. My name is Xie Ran. Let's make friends."    

"Brother, we are rich this time. Do you want to make a fortune?"    

"Little brother, it looks like you'll be promoted very soon. Congratulations, congratulations!"    

Lo Tian cupped his fists and thanked everyone. Then, with the help of Fatty Zhang, he returned to the lounge of Martial Tower in a sorry state.    

In the crowd, Ho Dong had been quietly watching.    

After looking at him, Ho Dong smiled and said, "This kid really has a bright future ahead of him. When I was waiting at the fourth grade, I didn't have such a magnificent feat of killing Devil Cultivator!"    

A Level 1 deacon beside him also smiled and said, "Martial Tower has such a young man, only then will there be a bright future. I also want to ask him where he found the Fang Blood Lord. I think there must be other fish that slipped through the net. "    

" Then go ask him. I reckon that this kid knows quite a lot of things. He's just pretending to be stupid. "    

Ho Dong's eyes shone with a strange light, and he had a new idea about Lo Tian.    

Thinking back to the conversation between the two in the carriage, Lo Tian pretended to be scared. Ho Dong grinned and said, "Stinking brat, let's see what kind of tricks you can come up with."