super decomposition system

Chapter 371 The Mystery of Tattoos

He also smiled at Lin Yaoyang and the others without any airs, but coupled with his old skinny appearance and the few strands of hair scattered on his head, the image is really not very good-looking.

Just when the waiter of Pirates of Dream saw Ma Zhe, the eyes of the waiter of Pirates of Dreams instantly shone, and with a movement of his figure, he appeared beside Ma Zhe in an instant.

Ma Zhe was also taken aback by the actions of the waiter who was stolen from the dream, and kept calling: "Senior?!"

The waiter didn't raise his head, and said directly: "It's okay! It's okay! I just see this tattoo on your hand looks familiar, and I just want to take a closer look. By the way, you didn't tattoo it yourself."
Ma Zhe's eyes lit up, he thought that the waiter of Pirates Dream knew the origin of this tattoo, and immediately wanted to open his mouth to speak.I want to ask myself what my background is.

The waiter of Stealing Dreams was the first to speak and said, "Well...it's not like my own tattoo, hehe, hehe."

While watching, the attendant of Pirates of Dream let out a hey hey laugh. Lin Yaoyang and the others who were next to him sounded a little...kinky.

When Ma Zhe saw that the waiter of Pirates of Dreams was seriously observing, he was not so impatient. Instead, he stretched out his hand to let the waiter of Pirates of Dreams see clearly.

Anyway, after seeing it clearly, he would always tell himself that the waiter of Pirates of Dreams appreciated Ma Zhe's sensible behavior very much. He raised his head to look at Ma Zhe, smiled, and then immersed himself in the tattoo again.

Chang Wushi was also a little surprised, did the waiter of Stealing Dreams know the origin of this tattoo?
Thinking about it, this old thing is really an old thing. After living for so long, it is normal to have a little more knowledge.

When she arrived at Qianyuan Monster Deer, Qianyuan Monster Deer held the deity-like blood streamer given to her by the servant of Dream Thieves, facing Hu Kun and Wu Xu on the opposite side, they also felt more confident.

Qianyuan Monster Deer regrets that he is a monk of the fifth-level Martial Saint level, and he doesn't even have an eighth-level spiritual weapon of his own.

It's really a pity, but the materials required for this level of spiritual weapons are too precious, and it is no longer easy for blacksmiths to forge them.

Most of them are weapons trained by top powerhouses in their own unique ways.

Not to mention the deity-turned blood banner in his hand, there are countless creatures who died on this thing, and it is a little underestimated to say that it is tens of thousands.

Although Wu Xu was still a little hesitant, but seeing Hu Kun next to him with a determined look on his face, he could only follow him.

And he also felt that the Luofu Holy Pagoda in Hu Kun's hand should not be inferior to this godly blood streamer.

After all, their Louvre Hall is not a third-rate force anymore, it is also a first-rate force on the mainland.

In fact, their Qixia Valley also has this kind of terrifying weapon, but as an elder, it is not good for him to run around with this treasure of the town religion, if he accidentally loses it, it will be a trivial matter for him to die.

What is even more frightening is to imprison his soul and use various means to torture him for tens, hundreds, or thousands of years.

Wu Xu's body trembled a little just imagining the tragedy.

(End of this chapter)