All My Skills Are Picked Up

After a few strokes, he signed the names on the cards of the girls. The handwriting was average. Lo Tian's handwriting was crooked, but the girls did not care. They thanked him repeatedly, "Thank you, witch killer Deacon Lo!"    

"Devil... female killer?"    

Chu Xun's entire face was twisted. This title sounded very unusual. Instantly, Chu Xun felt that he had arrived late and missed out on many interesting things in the capital.    

When Fatty Zhang heard this title, he almost spat out a mouthful of beef soup on Lo Tian's face.    

Lo Tian also stood awkwardly on the spot and did not know what to say. After a while, Lo Tian quickly coughed twice and changed the topic. "Can someone explain to me what the card is?"    

Chu Xun looked at Lo Tian with a strange expression. At this moment, he no longer had that frivolous attitude.    

Because at this moment, he had already realized that the two people in front of him were not ordinary and his expression became serious.    

Only Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang were wearing ordinary clothes and did not wear deacon robes. Otherwise, Chu Xun would have long ago slipped away. The two of them quietly waited for Chu Xun to explain. But before Chu Xun could speak, a bald deacon walked in with large strides from the door. At the same time, he said in a clear voice: "As for the card, it's a toy for the civilians to entertain themselves. They are all called Fiendgod Cards, and the characters on them were all once famous. Or powerful martial artists, deacons, or even Devil Cultivator. Ghost cultivators. The cards were divided into twelve stars. One star was the lowest, and twelve stars were the strongest. Each card had its own effect, forged from crystals. To be able to summon phantoms to fight, to form a group of cards with 40 cards. After that, the competition would begin. This is a new gadget created by the Crystal Alliance, it's very popular."    

Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang turned their heads at the same time. Chu Xun stood up and respectfully said," Master! "    

The bald deacon ignored Chu Xun and walked straight to Lo Tian's side and said, "Greetings to the Holy Deacon assistant, Lord Luo. I am the Level 2 deacon Light Fruit. Recently, I have heard of your name."    

Lo Tian also smiled as he cupped his fists and said, "Deacon Guang is too polite. It is just an undeserved reputation."    

Only then did Guang Guo glance at Chu Xun and said, "I've brought your token for you. Quickly go back and prepare. Don't wander around outside. "    

Chu Xun received the token, his forehead was full of sweat. From the tone of his master, he could tell that Lo Tian's current identity was not ordinary. Holy Deacon assistant, oh my god, I only heard this name. Just know what it is. This Lo Tian actually managed to get his hands on the Holy Deacon.    

It would be a ghost if such a person could not participate in the deacon meeting!    

Chu Xun finally understood how laughable his earlier display was. It was as if he was running naked on the street.    

"Lord Luo, I still have some personal matters, so I won't stay any longer. I'll treat you to a meal another day."    

"You're too polite, Deacon Guang, do as you wish."    

Guang Guo smiled and pulled Chu Xun away.    

Fatty Zhang watched the two of them leave. He laughed and said, "Mr Lo, your current status is not low. Even a dignified Level 2 deacon has to bow in front of you."    

Lo Tian grinned and said, "That's good. Only then can we avoid any trouble that comes knocking on our door again. Fatty, I also want to gather a set of cards to play with. What do you think?"    

Fatty Zhang shook his head and said," Not really. Those crystals were obviously valuable goods. They are not something that ordinary people can afford to play with. To collect a set, who knew how much money it would cost. Don't play with these things that cost money. With this money, buy some beef, mutton, and big ribs. Doesn't it smell good?"    

"Makes sense!"    

Lo Tian nodded slightly and took the warrior from the next table over.    

He looked up and saw the big red words on it. First of all, it was...    

Shocking! The little witch is scheming to take over the city. Formidable! Deacon Lo ruthlessly destroyed the flowers!    

Lo Tian felt his head hurt when he saw this. Could these martial artist reporters use some good words? It made him look like a flower picker. Looking down, Lo Tian finally understood why he was called the Witch Killer. It was this damn warrior who reported it. Below was also a portrait of Lo Tian. It wasn't ugly, even if it was said to be ugly. But it just looked awkward.    

He flipped through the page and looked down. Lo Tian suddenly let out a surprised sound.    

"Hmm?"    

Fatty Zhang raised his head and asked, "What's wrong, Mr Lo? Did the newspaper say something wrong again? Ignore them. These people just like to make big news. "    

Lo Tian placed the newspaper in front of Fatty Zhang and said, "It's not about us. It's Wu Qian. He's back. "    

When Fatty Zhang heard Wu Qian's name, his body clearly paused for a moment.    

Then, he immediately looked towards the warrior newspaper. In the corner of the newspaper, there was a small piece of news.    

Level 1 deacon Wu Qian has returned. Capture a few assassins!    

Fatty Zhang said in a low voice, "Wu Qian has returned. Will he come and find trouble with us? "    

Lo Tian said softly, "I don't know. He probably doesn't know anything yet."    

...    

At this moment.    

Outside the Martial Tower in the south region, Wu Qian threw out a silver coin and grabbed a warrior from a passing warrior's hand.    

The deacon robe he was wearing scared the unlucky warrior. Everyone quickly hid to the side and gave up the street to him.    

Wu Qian, who was full of killing intent, looked completely different from his usual gentle and gentle appearance. His eyes were filled with a threatening killing intent.    

There was a small bottle hanging from his waist. It was the Soul Recovery Treasure he had obtained, the Death Soul Bottle.    

At this moment, a drop of blood was shaking inside the Death Soul Bottle, dyeing the entire bottle red from time to time.    

"Lo Tian, Witch, Holy Deacon's assistant!"    

Wu Qian looked at the martial artist reporting, clenching his teeth tightly, his killing intent also becoming stronger and stronger.    

That's right, he already knew how his son died. He also knew how he was deceived by Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang. The first thing he found when he returned to the capital was the method to use the Death Soul Bottle. This method was only known after he shamelessly asked another disciple of Deacon Pang.    

After that, he saw everything.    

He saw his son being besieged by Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang, and he also saw how his son died at the hands of these two men.    

What a joke! Before Wu Qian returned, he wanted to give Lo Tian a hand. He thought that ___ was a good seedling. In the future, ___ would be able to help him.    

Now, Wu Qian finally understood what Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang's words meant.    

Hehe, two little ghosts, how dare you lie to me like that?    

Wu Qian tore apart the martial artist report in his hand inch by inch and then threw it onto the ground.    

After he returned, he knew that Lo Tian had made a great contribution. He had already advanced to level 3 and had become the Holy Deacon's assistant. If he wanted to kill this kind of person, he must have means. Therefore, Wu Qian planned to kill Fatty Zhang first.    

Hmph, no matter what changes your identities make, no matter if you are sincere or not. He had to kill them all.    

One by one!