The strongest talent tree

Chapter 1030 Sheep Xiuping

After all, there are still many unsolved mysteries about Feng Hao, such as the remnant soul of the great god Pangu in the sea of ​​consciousness, the special features of the people on earth, and the mysterious connection between the earth and the ancient world.

All of these may be the reasons for the other party to take action.

However, when Feng Hao's scalp was numb and he was thinking about how to deal with it, the middle-aged man did not take action as he expected.

The middle-aged man suppressed the excitement in his heart and looked at him with a slightly trembling voice, "I thought it was strange when you had a dispute with the Night God Clan before, but the moment I saw you, everything became clear. "

"What do you mean?" Feng Hao stared at the other party cautiously and said with a strange expression: "You also have a grudge against the Night God Clan?"

Seeing that Feng Hao hadn't understood, the middle-aged man couldn't help but feel a little helpless, and calmed down, his eyes flashed wildly and said, "How is Mr. Thieves?"

"Huh?!" Feng Hao was shocked and stared at the middle-aged man in disbelief, "Do you know the thief master?"

He originally thought that the middle-aged man was a friend of the thief master, or a magician from the ancient world, but the middle-aged man's next move shocked him speechless.

I saw the middle-aged man chuckle secretly, and a familiar wave suddenly released from his palm.

When Feng Hao felt this kind of fluctuation, he was completely confused, because this fluctuation was nothing else, but a special fluctuation unique to [The Mark of the Thief].

"You should know now, right?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile.

Feng Hao suddenly trembled and came back from the shock. He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him in astonishment and was unable to speak for a long time. "Is it... one of my own?"

"That's right, my little thief~!" The middle-aged man changed his previous dignified demeanor and laughed loudly.

Feng Hao swallowed unconsciously, and after repeatedly confirming the fluctuations of [The Thief's Mark], he finally accepted this result that he never expected, "May I ask which generation of thief you are?"

"The second-generation hidden assassin, Yang Xiuping." Yang Xiuping solemnly introduced himself.

After hearing this, Feng Hao no longer had any doubts. He quickly stood up and saluted: "Feng Hao, the 99th-generation thief who is about to die, has met the old thief!"

"Is it already the 99th generation?" Yang Xiuping looked dazed, his eyes full of memories.

Feng Hao looked at the second-generation thief in front of him, and couldn't calm down for a long time. He didn't expect to meet one of his own in a place like this, let alone that the owner of the Black Sheep Tower turned out to be a thief from the Temple of Thieves.

When two generations of thieves meet, it is natural to exchange pleasantries.

After a brief understanding, Yang Xiuping suddenly said with a serious expression: "Since the thief master dares to let you come out without hiding the [thief mark], I guess the time has come. Tell me, when will the thief master decide to launch the plan? I have been waiting for this day for too long.”

"Uh, what's the plan?" Feng Hao looked confused. To be honest, he only knew that the Temple of Thieves had been accumulating strength and preparing to return to the outside world, but he really didn't know what the plan was.

Yang Xiuping couldn't help but said in shock: "What? Didn't the thief master explain it to you before coming out?"

"No." Feng Hao shook his head awkwardly.

"Then what is your mission this time?" Yang Xiuping asked with a frown.

"This... We came out this time just to familiarize ourselves with the situation outside the boundary in advance, and there is no clear task."

Yang Xiuping suddenly nodded and thought deeply: "I see, but it seems that the time is almost here, otherwise the thief master would not let you come out in advance to familiarize yourself with the situation. Anyway, you have been here for so many years, so there is no harm in waiting a few more years. ." "By the way, what is the specific plan you are talking about?" Feng Hao asked curiously.

Yang Xiuping frowned and thought, "I won't talk about this. Since the thief master didn't tell you, he must have other plans."

"Oh." Feng Hao nodded slightly disappointed, and didn't ask any more questions.

"By the way, you should have come out together, right? Where are the other four thieves?" Yang Xiuping asked, changing the subject.

Feng Hao explained dumbly: "We were teleported out randomly, and the other four are all in other star fields."

"Random teleportation?" Yang Xiuping trembled and said emotionally: "Has the teleportation array been completed?"

"That's right." Feng Hao chuckled and nodded, "I have [Node Positioning] on me. If you are interested, I can send you home to have a look."

"That's okay, that's okay." Yang Xiuping's eyes were red and he was a little incoherent.

There is no way, after the thieves of past generations left the Ancient Blue Realm, it was difficult to go back. On the one hand, it was because of the heavy responsibilities they carried, and on the other hand, it was also because of the obstruction of the [Ancient Restriction].

Although there is almost one person who enters the Ancient Blue Realm every six years, but that is for a well-established magician, and for a magician like Thief Temple who is not as good as a student and has no identity, he cannot be accepted. approved.

You must know that any sect with connections to the Bloodline Planet has a clear quota limit for participating in the Root-Seeking Ceremony. No one will give up such a quota to a person with no sect and unknown origin.

"As long as nothing happens to you, I can take you back now."

"No rush, no rush." ​​Yang Xiuping calmed down the excitement in his heart, and said with a happy smile: "There are still many things to be arranged in the Black Sheep Tower, not in this day or two."

"That's okay. When you make the arrangements, just come to me directly." Feng Hao nodded in surprise, "But having said that, was it really you who founded the Black Sheep Building?"

"That's right." Yang Xiuping said with a dumb smile: "The friends who jointly founded Black Sheep House back then have now successfully washed their hands and turned into regular businesses. I am the only one who still guards this three-acre land."

"That's right." Feng Hao suddenly nodded, "Oh~ By the way, aren't the other four of the second generation with you?"

But Yang Xiuping smiled meaningfully, "The four of them have a special status now, so it's better to try not to see each other, so as not to cause trouble. Even I am avoiding contact with them."

Hearing this, Feng Hao couldn't help being a little surprised, what kind of identity is it that needs to be so cautious?
At the same time, for the first time, he felt that the goal of the Thief Temple was far simpler than he imagined. He always felt that the Thief Temple had been planning a big game for thousands of years.

And he is obviously part of this game, but he doesn't know the overall plan yet.

If nothing else happens, the Thief Master should tell them when they return to the Ancient Blue Realm.

To be honest, the appearance of Yang Xiuping disrupted his current plans, especially the [Demon Poison Antibody] plan. If he had known that Black Yanglou was one of his own, he would definitely not cooperate with the Interstellar United Chamber of Commerce.

But now, the cooperation has reached the final step, and temporary changes are definitely impossible.

In desperation, Feng Hao had to explain the situation to Yang Xiuping truthfully. After learning Feng Hao's plan, Yang Xiuping had no regrets and was in favor of continuing: "Although the business of Black Yanglou is good, it is only limited to The black market is incomparable with the United Chamber of Commerce, since you want to popularize the magic poison antibody, it is better to cooperate with them."

"It's good if you understand." Feng Hao said a little embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)