"Tell me, what is this stone tablet?" Cang Hai was sitting on a sandalwood chair, smoking a cigarette specially provided by the insect group. He pointed to the stone tablet in front of him, which was more than ten meters high. He frowned and asked.

"Reply, my Lord! This stone tablet is a kind of convenience created by the controller of this alien world for these aborigines!

They can use all kinds of valuable materials in the world to exchange money from the stone tablet, and these money can buy all kinds of weapons and materials that the aborigines need from the stone tablet. "

The man who spoke took out a gold ticket with a face value of 100 from the storage ring and respectfully handed it to Canghai. Canghai gave him a gentle smile and politely took the gold ticket. Holding the side of the gold ticket in both hands, he carefully looked at the sunshine, the wild and vivid Golden Dragon and the lavender anti-counterfeiting watermark.

Cang Hai looked at it for a while, put down the gold ticket in his hand, looked up and sighed, "the controller of this alien world is like his own child to the aborigines, and what about the way of heaven in our world?

The way of heaven is merciless, taking everything as the cud dog! The grandmaster worked hard to get there! How many practitioners are killed by thunder robbery?! Alas --! "

The tea master standing behind the chair also nodded with emotion, "yes, Lord Canghai, otherwise how could the grandmaster open up this strange world...

how many people would die in the war? In the last war, tens of thousands of disciples died in our seven sects. For the second war, the grandmaster forced to break through for us and for a better cultivation of the common people in the world Environment

Cang Hai felt a little upset when he heard the speech, but he was very deep in the city, and his face didn't show up. He was still like a light cloud. His slender fingers slowly knocked on the armrest of the chair. After a few seconds, he asked in a voice, "is there any news from the insect group?"

"Lord Canghai, according to the accurate information from our informant, the insect group is preparing a large-scale welcome ceremony for some people who don't know their identity..."

"don't know their identity?" Cang Hai frowned and questioned.

His arm trembled because of the tension, but under the psychological pressure, he nodded, "yes... My lord..."

"you are not dedicated to your work. Even the object of such a huge welcome ceremony is not clear!" Canghai's tone became a little cold for the first time.

"Pa! Bang Tea master two loud slaps directly on the face of the hand, his saliva flying, cheeks red, in a hurry to curse: "what do you eat?! It's not good to ask about this little thing! Come on, drag him down and break his leg! "

Canghai quietly looked at the tea master, without any objection. After a scream came from not far away, Canghai said blandly: "tea master, I'll give you face this time, but if there's another time, I can't get the information I want, you can break your dogleg."

The butchers and diviners around looked at the tea owner with a few drops of cold sweat on his cheek, with a little sympathy in his eyes.

After these days of understanding, the Canghai master is really a man who does what he says. He is mild on the surface. In fact, he is cold to the bone. If there is a next time, I'm afraid the tea master will be lame in the later half of his life.