"Have we met somewhere?" Alison looked at the shadow. In addition to appearance, spirituality is also a way to identify a person.

"Absolutely not!" Shadow shook his head quickly.

Alison looked at him and frowned slightly, then suddenly realized, "I remembered, you are not dead!"

"I'm the one who's surprised, right? I didn't expect you to survive such an attack." Shadow said quietly.

"I can escape quickly." Alison thought for a moment after hearing this, then turned her attention elsewhere.

If we talk anymore, we will reveal our identity.

The venue fell into silence after the quarrel between the masked man and the shadow. Alison followed Wood and communicated in a low voice. For example, the necromancer with a goat mask on his head standing in the middle of the round table was the host here. His rank

Three death communicators, with a breath of death spirit, the living can become dead and the dead can become alive.

Serving him were the Gravedigger with the first rank on one side and the Jiju Commander with the second rank on the other.

"Commander Ji Zhou, isn't he afraid of being cremated on the spot?" Alison whispered.

"In their sect, skeletons are considered as beautiful as daylight," Wood replied.

"That should be called Skeleton Conductor, or Undead Dancer." Alison imagined.

Wood's eyes widened slightly when he heard this, and then he sighed, "You're right."

While the two were communicating, in the middle of the round table, the Death Spreader, who had been observing everyone, looked at the clock in the corner, and then announced, "The number of people has reached fifty. According to the regulations, more than half can start trading, and it will start according to the degree of success."

, first of all, delegation.”

"Then I'll go first." An old man with an uncovered face picked up a piece of drawing paper, walked down from the round table and distributed it to everyone.

When it was handed to Alison, she felt a touch on the back of the chair, and then the old man stopped.

"Have you seen her?" the old man asked, looking at Wood who was stiff behind the chair. The latter shook his head quickly.

Not only have I seen it before, but that person is sitting on this chair.

"This is the saint of my religion. If you find it, you will get 10,000 gold coins." The old man frowned and then told those people.

"Ten thousand gold coins!"

"Do you have that much money?"

Several people who were looking at the portraits immediately shouted after hearing this, "Your little king has run away, can the royal court's treasury still have money at your disposal?"

"The Shenghui Dark Night has existed for hundreds of years, so it naturally has its own methods." The old man said confidently.

Everyone at the round table looked at the old man, while Alison stared at the portrait in her hand, feeling unable to calm down for a long time.

That's her face.

Alison didn't think there was anyone who looked like her in the world.

Could it be that Alison Benson still has this secret identity? If she admits it, ten thousand gold coins is a small amount, will she control a force in the future?

Alison narrowed her eyes and planned to test it out, but she saw the rallygoer opposite who was wearing a doll body asking, "How much does the leg cost?"

"?!" Alison almost jumped when she heard the words from the other side. How much does a leg cost? How crazy are you? You are looking for someone, not revenge!

But then Alison heard a slightly hesitant tone from behind, "Three thousand."

Three thousand, sir! Alison couldn't help turning around after hearing this, and her body couldn't help but tremble. Are you sure you are looking for a saint? Or does the saint in your church have special uses?

But no one knew Alison's mood, and instead listened carefully to the entrusted information.

"Where's the head?" the other person asked again.

"Five thousand." came the answer from behind.

"Those four legs plus the head and torso are worth more than 10,000 gold coins, aren't they?"

"Death is worth more"

Alison went from being shocked at first to fear that someone was taking her life, and finally turned into anger.

Who allowed you to treat me like an animal and bargain here?

The moment the old man said his immediate acceptance, the sitting red figure suddenly rose up. She stretched out her white hand and grabbed the old man who was about to say something. The next second she saw a palm-sized dagger stabbing him, poof.

Puff, puff, one knife after another.

Everyone at the round table looked at the sudden change in front of them in astonishment. They saw that the candlelight in the hall instantly became blurry, and the darkness began to swallow up the position over there. However, with the sound of knife after knife, the half-dark table was restored again.

It's normal.

It's really cruel.

The masked man on the side witnessed the masked girl's movements, and blood spurted to his side.

"Hoo~" The candlelight returned to normal, and everyone saw the girl in the red cloak reaching out and throwing away the old man's body.

[Acquire a share of the spirituality of the people of Qiguang, and you can draw void cards]

Alison did not draw, but sat back down. She looked up at the host at the center of the round table, and explained in a calm voice, "When he just introduced the price, his saliva sprayed on my clothes."

"Oh?" Hearing this, the Death Spreader looked at the fox mask and showed a gloomy smile, "Does this lady need a handkerchief?"

"No need." Alison shook her head slightly, "I just want to ask what it would take to kill him here?"

"The funeral fee is one hundred gold coins." said the death communicator.

Alison knocked on the back of the chair and said, "Wood pays."

Wood honestly carried the gold coins and gave them to the gravedigger who came to collect the money. The assembled people on the side focused their attention on the girl in red sitting on the chair, speculating on the identity of this guy who suddenly committed murder.

The doll who first asked how much the leg cost said after a brief observation, "You killed the mission client."

"Aren't there two more over there?" Alison pointed to the two Holy Night Cultists who had been ignored by everyone behind the seat where the old man was sitting.

"I suspect you are the saint he is looking for. Do you dare to take off the mask?" The doll stood up and stared at Alison and asked.

"I have no obligation to verify your conjecture. If I am happy for a while, will you let me kill you?"

Alison looked at the doll with a crooked face, and then raised her hand, "The last commission is over, I will issue the commission to purchase the method to advance to the witch sequence."

"Also, I know something about this. If you lie to me, I don't mind spending an extra hundred dollars in funeral expenses."

"It's five hundred." The death communicator said with a gloomy face, "The first time was one hundred, the second time was five hundred, and the third time was one thousand."

If she were allowed to kill casually, no one would come to this gathering in the future.

"Thank you for the explanation." Alison nodded and looked at the gathering, "Since this is a gathering to help each other, everyone should be more honest. If I don't exist, just move to another place. If there are any, these gold coins will be his, but don't lie to me.

, I can do divination.”

When the gathering heard this, they all stared at the bags of gold coins, which must be several thousand!

"Witch sequence, I have it."

While everyone was still hesitating, the doll assembly member had already spoken. He opened a diary and flipped through a few pages.

"Witch sequence, Level 1 Whisperer, Level 2 Sacrifice, Level 3 Diseaser, Level 4 and Level 4 are gone." The doll frowned slightly as he looked at the record in the diary, then looked at Alison, "The first three ranks,

In addition to the fifth-level legion commander and the sixth-level Dark Temple Angel, there are no personal level ones at all, do you want them?"

Alison raised her eyebrows when she heard this, then turned to look at Wood behind her, "Didn't you say that the first level is a maid in the dark palace?"

Wood was shocked when he heard this. Why are you such a powerful person still listening to the wall?

"I've only heard of a name, but what he said seems to be similar to my function. It doesn't feel like it was ripped off from a novel." Wood said honestly.

"Hey, this is the real deal. There are related recipes and rituals. If you don't like her being incomplete, I have the puppet master's full ritual and repair instructions." The doll winked and said, "I'll teach you how to do it."

"I'd better choose the witch." Alison felt a little excited when she saw that the doll was actually alive. She looked down at the round table and asked softly, "Since it's a transaction, can I inspect the goods?"

Doll was startled when he heard this. He missed the word inspection a little. He touched the diary with his wooden fingers, slapped it on the table, and then looked up at Alison, "Of course, you can use the eyes of reality.

, the Hammer of Appraisal, synaesthesia, whatever."

"Well, it's good that you have such confidence. This will save me the trouble of finding out that it was a fake after the transaction is completed." Alison nodded slightly, then took out the book of destiny, and in an instant, the entire assembly hall was filled with that gentle

The brilliance illuminates.

Alison looked at the doll in the distance, and then looked at the Book of Destiny, only to see that it was blank.

Overrated? Alison raised her eyebrows, and the mark on the back of her hand moved in the next second.

"Stop!" The doll yelled, and the next second a huge grass flower J was inserted in front of the round table through the ceiling of the hall, blocking Alison's sight like a screen.

Alison was stunned, and then she put away the book of destiny, and heard the doll behind the playing cards yell angrily, "You can determine the promotion sequence, but what are you doing to see my destiny?!"

"Ah?" Alison was stunned when she heard this. I don't know where this thing came from, but I don't know your fate. How can I deduce whether it is true or false?

But before she could speak, the doll said aggrievedly, "Don't non-human beings have human rights?"

"No." Alison wanted to explain.

"This deal is over, and I will never come to this lousy place again!" The doll said angrily, and then he saw a door inlaid with roses rising from the ground with a cold floral fragrance. The next second the door

Minlang opened and closed with a sound, and then disappeared amidst everyone's shock.

The playing cards also disappeared with the disappearance of the door. For a moment, Alison seemed to have missed 500 million.

The masked man and the shadow both watched this scene tremblingly, and the shock in their hearts could not subside for a long time. After the fate of the animated doll was spied on, it succumbed in front of the witch!
To be continued...