It’s an ancient script. It’s a prehistoric script left over from the Guardian of the Tower. There is almost no circulation in the 900 million-story world.
Gu Qingshan carefully watched it again.
Looking at this contract alone is really fair for the transaction.
But this contract does not guarantee his safety.
"You sign the contract"
The white-robed old man said in a deep emotional voice
Gu Qingshan shook his head and said, "There is no problem but there are too few trading things."
The white-robed old man said impatiently, "I need a horcrux."
Gu Qingshan said, "Where is the soul?"
The old man in white robe looked at him and sneered, "You have a soul."
Gu Qingshan tried, "But I know that if I go to his secret seal, such as offering sacrifices to the splendor empire at the bottom of the abyss of the island."
"It’s ridiculous that those places have access conditions. You can’t do this with such a weak power."
The white-robed old man said simply
Those people in robes behind him gradually became blurred.
They swung in place for a few moments.
Then Gu Qingshan didn’t react before suddenly appeared dozens of long black tentacles.
These tentacles directly trapped Gu Qingshan and completely imprisoned him in situ.
"Sign a deal or die immediately."
White old man far way
Gu Qingshan seems not surprised to see his tentacles around him.
These tentacles can vaguely see the shape and appearance of the former people.
However, their contours are gradually fading.
Gu Qingshan stepped forward and was immediately pushed back by a few black tentacles.
He couldn’t help mumbling, "It’s really unexpected that you souls are parasitic monsters …"
We can’t delay any longer.
Forced to sign a contract
Trading horcrux
kill
Seize the soul

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