Purgatory Artist

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The music is on and off.

People were talking to each other, drinking and talking about business.

Liu Ping actually had some illusions.

- This seems to be an era of peace and tranquility.

"Your fruit card is of extraordinary value, enough to pay for the entrance fee and drinks. I will give you another spell." The intelligence merchant said.

He put a card on the table.

Liu Ping looked around and saw lines of small characters appearing next to the card:

"Numbering Spell: Dark Coverage."

"This technique is numbered and can only be used by you alone, not by others."

"—This is a camouflage technique, and it is also a proof of payment for admission to the ruins market."

Liu Ping pressed his hand on the card.

Bang!

The card turned into a black light and enveloped him.

Now he is exactly like the other shadows.

"Okay, you can tell me what type of intelligence you want." The intelligence merchant asked.

"I actually want to know—"

Liu Ping spoke halfway and looked up again.

I saw seven or eight black shadows appearing in the void, holding various weapons and hurriedly flying towards the other side of the street.

- Did something happen?

Liu Ping was a little puzzled.

The intelligence businessman waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, no one has ever been able to make trouble here, and they will definitely pay a heavy price, Your Excellency, let's continue talking."

"Oh, okay," Liu Ping came back to his senses and said, "I want to know how to get to the end of Yongye. It is best to have a detailed road map."

"The end of the eternal night?" The intelligence merchant was taken aback.

"Yes." Liu Ping said.

"The end of Eternal Night leads to Purgatory. That's not an ordinary place—to be honest, the price of this information is not cheap," the intelligence merchant said.

"Please make an offer." Liu Ping said.

He was even a little overjoyed.

As long as there is a price to say.

If you have a price, you can prove that you can get the way to the end of the night.

The worst part is that no one knows how to get there.

"I want all the fruit cards in your hand," the intelligence merchant said.

"no problem."

Liuping put the remaining fruit cards on the table.

The intelligence merchant looked at the card and said with satisfaction, "Your Excellency is quite generous in business."

"Please give me information." Liu Ping said.

The intelligence merchant took out a map and placed it in front of him, then took away the fruit cards on the table.

"Both the money and the goods." The intelligence businessman laughed.

Liu Ping picked up the map and looked at it carefully for a while, and saw that it was marked with a full of regions, monsters, and spheres of influence.

"Eternal Night's End" is at the northernmost end of the map.

The routes along the way are divided into several sections, each marked with corresponding difficulties and travel methods.

- A very detailed map indeed.

"Do you have any other information you want to know?" the information merchant asked.

"Don't talk about the business later, I want to ask, is the route marked on this map really going to the end of the eternal night? Will there be any mistakes?" Liu Ping asked.

"You are very cautious." The intelligence merchant said.

"I can't be careless. If I spend countless time and energy, but I end up going the wrong way, then it's over." Liu Ping smiled.

"Let me tell you, there is absolutely nothing wrong with this map," the intelligence merchant said.

The smile on Liu Ping's face gradually disappeared.

wrong.

This guy is lying.

No one has ever lied in front of himself without being noticed.

- You actually want to use a fake map to deceive all the fruit cards in your hand?

Liu Ping whispered: "I don't want the map, please return my fruit to me."

The intelligence businessman stood up abruptly and said, "How is it possible? You have already seen the map, and now you say no, are you kidding me?"

"The map is fake." Liu Ping said.

"Impossible, this map was carefully crafted by our organization, and there is absolutely no omission!" the intelligence businessman said.

Liu Ping's brows furrowed.

Another lie.

Whenever the other party tells a lie, he can sense it.

"I happen to have the ability to distinguish between true and false, so please don't lie to me, otherwise the consequences will be worrying."

Liu Ping put his hand on the Blade of Fantasy and said softly.

The intelligence businessman laughed.

—Although there was a dark shadow, Liu Ping still felt that he did smile.

"Come on, someone is making trouble here." The intelligence businessman waved behind him.

A phantom appeared quietly.

It was Liu Ping's phantom, floating in the air, trembling like an epilepsy.

When the intelligence merchant finished speaking, the knife in Mirage's hand suddenly waved out.

A knife.

The dashing thunderbolt penetrated the intelligence merchant's body and directly hit the wall at the end of the street, cutting a bottomless ravine along the road.

Weird sword technique, trembling slash.

From start to finish, Liu Ping just sat in front of the table without moving, ready to deal with any other situation.

- This is the value of the fantasy blade.

Just by meditating in your heart, you can let the phantom make moves for you, and the main body does not have to take risks.

"For the last time, return the card to me."

Liu Ping Road.

The intelligence businessman looked at his left arm.

I didn't react at all to the knife just now, and I was cut off an arm.

It's a tough character!

Damn, why don't you even have a bodyguard when you are working for the organization here?

Originally, there should be at least three thugs around.

But-

What about people?

The intelligence businessman gritted his teeth and decided not to suffer the immediate loss.

"I'll give it back to you, but you've thought about it clearly. Offending our organization won't end well."

He said sternly.

sky.

Eleven black shadows appeared.

"It's the person from the organization! Haha, you are dead!" The intelligence businessman said happily.

He waved his hand in the air and shouted loudly, "Hey, there's a guy looking for death here!"

Unexpectedly, the eleven shadows didn't even look here, and they all hurriedly flew in the other direction.

The intelligence businessman was stunned, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

It's really not right-

Several groups of people have already flown in that direction just now.

Now another group of masters flew over.

Counting it carefully, the organization has come up with all its strengths.

What happened, so that someone cut off his arm on his side, and no one came up to ask?

The intelligence businessman was in shock, but suddenly felt a chill in his neck.

A phantom stood behind him, holding a knife around his neck, accumulating power.

"I need a way to go to the end of the eternal night. I hope you will come out with the real information and stop lying to me."

Liu Ping Road.

The knife squeezed lightly.

The blood quickly spread down the neck and dripped down.

A wry smile appeared on the intelligence merchant's face.

I thought he was a rookie, but who knew he was a ruthless character, and just happened to encounter a problem with the organization.

Lost this time.

He hurriedly said: "Your Excellency, you must have just woken up from a dream not long ago, and you don't know the situation of the world in the eternal night."

"Exactly." Liu Ping said.

"Eternal Night is boundless. Even if you fly in the fastest way for decades, it will not end. Do you think an organization like us can know this level of intelligence?" the intelligence businessman said.

lie.

Liu Ping glanced and said lightly, "You are lying to me again."

The intelligence businessman was stunned.

Can anyone really tell if someone is telling a lie or the truth?

This kid is great.

The intelligence merchant's eyes flashed and said: "My level is too low to know the information at the end of the eternal night. If your Excellency is really interested, why don't you go to the fifth house on the left of the second street in the south, which is the location of our high-level organization. You can ask one or two there."

The truth.

Finally telling the truth this time.

But although it is true, this matter naturally contains the greatest danger.

The top of an organization is of course the strongest.

After you pass, if you can't beat the opponent, the end will be miserable.

"Good one, please enter the urn." Liu Ping said.

"Your Excellency, if you want to know such high-level information, you can only find our high-level officials." The intelligence businessman shook his head and said seriously.

Knife light waved.

The head flew up and rolled far into the corner of the wall.

There was a commotion all around.

With a wave of Liu Ping's hand, he took the other's body with Qiankun in his sleeve, then stood up, pressed the knife, passed through the lively seats, and walked towards the street.

The shadows on the seats were watching him.

But no one took action.

Only one shadow laughed and said, "You are in trouble!"

Liu Ping stopped and asked loudly, "Who of you knows how to get to the end of the eternal night? I just want this information."

The shadows were silent.

- No one seems to know.

Or maybe these guys see themselves as a dead person.

They waited to find their own death, and they didn't want to get involved in the entanglement with that organization at all.

Liu Ping glanced around.

Still no one answered.

He went straight out, stood on the street, identified the direction, and walked to the south.

The further you look south, the quieter you are.

On the street, even the shadows are much less.

When Liu Ping arrived at the fifth-to-last house on the left on the second street in the south, there was no one around.

"It's here."

He stepped forward and knocked on the door. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Please come in."

A female voice came from the door.

Liu Ping paused.

After a few breaths, he pushed open the door and walked in.

I saw a lawn inside the gate, with a few tables full of things, and a bunch of chairs. It could be seen that many people used to stay here.

The childish girl squatted on a chair, playing with a skull with two horns in her hand, and asked in her mouth:

"Liu Ping, does this skull look good on me?"

She put the double-horned skull on her head and looked back at Liu Ping with a sweet smile.

There was no one around.

Only the table beside the childish girl was piled with fruits of different colors.