Chapter 1596: Compensation for the illusionist

The appearance of this illusionist is very similar to that of a young boy. I don't know if this is deliberate or caused by special reasons.
Luo Fei once said that once he became the son of fate, he would experience the stage of reincarnation. Could it be that the so-called reincarnation is the younger and younger?
Of course, this is not the body of the illusionist, but the conscious body that always follows him. Originally, Tang Zhen thought that it had only simple thinking ability, but now it seems that it is not.
At this time, Tang Zhen was the sorrowful version of Su Shizhen, and the two stood together, and the scene felt strange.
Only the real illusionist is a bitter smile. He fixed his eyes on Tang Zhen and then used a slightly embarrassed tone: "Su is not intentionally concealing. It is really a last resort. After all, in the fifth theater, Almost everyone knows the drawbacks of carrying out this task, so since the date of the mission, no one has accepted it."
"In the end, I was forced to use it as a trial task, and I was finally taken over by you."
Hearing the interpretation of the illusionist, Tang Zhen has no expression, just a faint tone: "Although you are deceiving first, I have not figured it out beforehand, but it is my own responsibility."
"Just do you calculate this thing, should you give an account?"
The illusionist nodded and pointed to Tang Zhenzheng: "As long as you finish this task, I will give you enough compensation to ensure that you are satisfied."
Tang Zhen shook his head. He didn't need the promise of the realist. He only needed real benefits. If the illusionist didn't accept the account after the end of the mission, could he still catch up with the door to collect debts?
Not to mention the strength of the other side's landlord, the illusionary realm can enter the wheel of fortune, but he can not enter, this is enough to make Tang Zhen helpless.
"I need you to give compensation now. If I am satisfied, the task will continue. If I am not satisfied, let's take a shot!"
The main truth of the fantasy realm wrinkled his brows. Tang Zhen’s words made him feel angry, but his heart also had a hint of helplessness.
But this thing is indeed a loss for yourself. Tang Zhen did not find it, but now it is discovered that if the other party is not satisfied, then the two sides will inevitably bear a hate.
Although Tang Zhen’s strength is only a spiritual monk, he is the master of the imperial battle zone. He also performed well in the trials of the fifth theater. If there is no accident, the future must be passed down to the world!
It is undoubtedly a very irrational thing to erect such an enemy. Moreover, the other party is still concerned about the success or failure of this trial mission.
So even if my heart is very unwilling, the realist of the illusion chooses to compromise.
"Talk about the compensation you want. If I can do it, I will definitely not be embarrassed. I just hope that you don't want the lion to open your mouth!"
In the words of the illusionist, there is a bit of anger. If Tang Zhen is in danger, he will never compromise. The trial of the son of fate will not pass, and Tang Zhen will pay the price.
"One hundred fate gold coins, this is the compensation I requested!"
When I heard the price of Tang Zhen, the singer of the magical realm sneered, and it was very dissatisfied. It should be known that there are not many hundred fate gold coins, but it is enough to buy a plane coordinate with medium resources.
However, the amount of the offer does not mean how much to pay. Tang Zhen’s claim for compensation is dissatisfied with the illusionist, and he naturally wants to kill him.
Cut the waist and cut it halfway, then cut the big half, and the illusionist gave 20 compensation for the fate of the gold.
"Ninety, no more, I can't do it!"
"Destiny gold coins are not blown by the wind. Do you know how difficult it is to get, at least thirty!"
"Tenty, this is my last bottom line, otherwise don't talk!"
Seeing that Tang Zhen had bitten the price of 80 fate gold coins, the realist was also helpless. Finally he nodded and said: "I can promise this price, but I don't have so many fat gold coins in my hand, but I can Other ways to compensate."
Tang Zhen hesitated, nodded and promised: "Compensation can be, but the number of fate gold coins can not be less than fifty, and the items you compensate can not be less than the value of thirty fate coins."
The illusion of the real world nodded, this is a matter of course, if the value of the compensated items is too low, Tang Zhen will certainly not agree, and it is easy to leave behind.
"In the next mission, you will have three chances, each time there will be treasures worth no less than ten fat gold coins."
"I will tell you the exact location of the treasure, but if you can't get it, I can't do anything."
When he heard the compensation method of the illusionist, Tang Zhen nodded. His psychological price was fifty fat gold coins. Now there are more items worth thirty fat gold coins, and there is nothing to satisfy.
After clarifying the location of the three treasures, the illusionist saw a deep look at Tang Zhen and then disappeared.
His consciousness has not been maintained for a long time, and now the arrangements have been arranged, and perhaps the next mission will not appear.
However, the biggest hidden danger has been solved, and the illusion of the real world has also put down the stone hanging in the heart, no longer have to worry.
However, there was always a trace of resentment in his heart. It was strange that Tang Zhen was hard to knock on a fateful gold coin.
If you have the opportunity to deal with Tang Zhen again, you can make it difficult for him, and the realist will never hesitate!
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The Red Sand Valley is about a hundred miles from the Qianyan Cave. If you want to get there, you are destined to experience the harsh environment. If you are not careful, you will lose your life in the sand.
So only the monks who appeared here at this time, they arrived here one after another, and then went straight to the center of the Red Sand Valley.
The closer to the center of the Red Sand Valley, the more monks there are, and their attention is concentrated on a tall sand dune, constantly pointing.
After the horrific sandstorms of the previous period, the buried remains were revealed.
When someone unintentionally discovered the remains and found a lot of treasures from them, they immediately attracted nearby monks and flocked to try to make a fortune here.
For those who lack resources for cultivation, in order to improve their strength, they have to rack their brains. If the money is clean, no one cares.
It’s just that it’s not been long before, and the big forces in the vicinity are also coming to the wind. They will completely block it here, and it’s strictly forbidden to take a step closer to it. Otherwise, it will kill.
Although the dissidents are unwilling in their hearts, they face the big forces of many people, and they only look at it from afar, and they continue to curse in their hearts.
The emotions of anger are constantly brewing in the heart, and perhaps only a sparking star is needed to tell the violent desert monks to fully ignite.
Near dusk, a figure slowly approached from outside the red sand valley. Like other scattered repairs, his costume was very ordinary, and his rough face was covered with wind and frost.
It’s just that he didn’t watch it outside, but walked straight toward the ruins.
After those sweeping glances, they turned their heads. It is estimated that this guy, like himself, will soon be stopped by the monks of the great forces, and it is strictly forbidden to move closer.
Sure enough, when the squad walked toward the ruins, several monks from the megalithic castle stopped him, and at the same time, he took a knife and pulled a sword, warning him.
"If you are closer, you will be the same as those guys!"
The stalwart monk who blocked the scattered sarcasm was sarcasm. He pointed to the bodies that had been piled up and snarled in a cold voice.
Seeing the scattered repairs next to them, they shook their heads and sighed. The dark guy said that this guy really didn't know how to live and die.
There are also some monks who have a long-awaited expectation. I hope that this dispersal can be tougher, so that those big forces know that the dispersal is not a good one.
At this moment, almost everyone's eyes are focused on the scum, and I want to see how he will react next.
Just under the watchful eyes of everyone, the distracted grin, and then saw a silver flash, his sword has been squirted.
The several Stonehenge monks who were responsible for blocking the scattered repairs were separated in an instant, and the blood on the neck rose to the sky!