When Lin Ming heard the scar troll's words, murderous intent overflowed in his heart. Almost instantly, he wanted to do something.
However, thinking about his current strength, which is equivalent to that of an acquired martial artist, he cannot use two weapons. In this case, he may not even be able to defeat the scar troll, let alone face Moda and others .
Taking a deep breath, calming down the murderous aura in his heart, Lin Ming said: "I just joined the Mocang tribe, and I really don't know the rules. I hope my lord can..."
"Nonsense!" Before Lin Ming could finish speaking, he was roughly interrupted by the scar troll, "Just saying that you don't know the rules is trying to offset your crime?"
The Scar troll sneered, but his eyes fell on Lin Ming's Sumeru Ring, and a greedy arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Take out a piece of low-grade blood demon crystal, and I can pretend that this has never happened, otherwise, slap five Ten slaps, not less! If you don’t want to slap your mouth, follow the rules and cut off your tongue!”
The scar troll once again mentioned blood demon crystals. Lin Ming had heard of blood demon crystals a long time ago. Back in the South China Sea battlefield, Blood Demon Island produced blood demon crystals. Many warriors who ventured to Blood Demon Island dreamed of going there. Get a piece of Blood Fiend Crystal, but most of the people who went to Blood Fiend Island died. Qin Xingxuan was also sent to Blood Fiend Island back then. If Lin Ming hadn't arrived in time, Qin Xingxuan would have died there too.
The former Moda and the current scar troll mentioned the blood evil crystal twice in a row. It seems that this blood evil crystal is very valuable to the trolls.
"I don't have a blood demon crystal." Lin Ming said with a blank face, but he felt something dark in his heart. Only then did he realize that he had overlooked one thing. It's nothing to him, but it's a treasure to ordinary Houtian warriors.
If it is discovered by the scar troll, it is also a very troublesome thing.
"Hehe." The Scar troll laughed sinisterly. He never expected Lin Ming to have such a precious blood demon crystal. He opened his mouth wide, just to facilitate the next blackmail.
"Then what do you have?" The scar troll has made it clear that he is blackmailing, and many slave warriors are at the pulse-condensing stage and the acquired stage. It stands to reason that the wealth on them belongs to their masters, but in fact, the general masters will not take things from slaves.
Take Moda as an example, Moda himself is a five-star magic general. Claimed to be invincible among human innate warriors. Moreover, he has a very high status in the Mo Cang tribe, and his wealth is extremely rich, so how could he be interested in the meager wealth of a civilian warrior who has just entered the acquired talent, and he has no interest in it for nothing.
On the contrary, leaving these things to the slaves can still play some role. The slaves of the Mocang tribe will be sent out to collect blood demon crystals, and there are many dangers in the ancient blood crystal mines. Having these possessions can save the lives of slaves at critical times and improve their combat effectiveness.
"Pillions, True Essence Stones, Jade Slips of Cultivation Techniques..." Lin Ming said indifferently.
"Fuck! I want you human beings' tattered kung fu jade slips to be of some use, so bring your Sumeru ring and look through it myself!"
The scar troll stretched out his hand as he spoke, but Lin Ming could not refuse at all.
Lin Ming's heart sank, he was really afraid of something. Fortunately in the misfortune, all the treasures on his body, including the Zixuan Spear, the Great Desolation Blood Halberd, a large number of middle-grade True Essence Stones, precious medicine pills, etc., were all collected in the Qiankun Solar Furnace, which is located in Lin Ming's dantian , cannot be detected at all.
However, the mere fact that this low-grade Xumi Ring was compared to Lin Ming's cultivation could not explain it clearly.
If it raises doubts...
"Damn it, why are you so stupid. You want to disobey my orders with the Sumeru ring?" The scar troll became a little impatient, and it was the tacit unspoken rule of the troll tribe to search for things on slaves. As long as the necessary weapons, a few healing pills, and a few scattered true essence stones are left for the slave, all the rest can be taken away, and the master of the slave will not say anything.
There is not much oil and water on a slave, but the accumulation of many slaves is a considerable fortune.
"My patience is limited, do you want to die? I'll kill you, I only need one breath!" The scar troll finally lost his patience, stood up with a sullen face, clenched his fists slightly, and his knuckles creaked.
Lin Ming took a deep breath, and slowly took off the Sumeru Ring on his finger. Speaking of which, this Sumeru Ring was given to him by Mu Qianyu after Lin Ming arrived at Divine Phoenix Island. But it is memorable.
"Damn it, bring it!" The troll with the scar grabbed Xu Mijie and was about to punch Lin Ming, but Lin Ming dodged it.
"What? Kid, do you still dare to hide? I've abolished you...huh?" The scar troll had just activated the energy in the magic crystal, and suddenly his heart moved, and he looked at the Sumeru Ring in his hand in disbelief. The scar troll has touched too many Sumeru rings in the past few years. He just grabbed it casually and felt the extraordinaryness of this Sumeru ring.
"This is..." The scar troll's eyes widened in an instant, "Xu Mijie, a low-rank earth rank!"
This kid actually has a low-grade Sumeru Ring? This kind of thing is worth a lot even to a big man like Moda!
If I remember correctly, Moda's hand is only a low-grade Sumeru ring, and its quality is not even as good as the one in this kid's hand!
"Where did you get this ring?" The scar troll stared at Lin Ming burningly.
"In a secret underground passage, it was picked by a dead warrior." Lin Ming had already made up a reason.
"Is it like this..." The Scar troll looked at Lin Ming suspiciously. This explanation made sense. No matter how you look at it, Lin Ming should not be able to obtain such a Sumeru Ring with his strength.
"Hehe, your Sumeru ring is good..." The scar troll played with the Sumeru ring in his hand, a glint of greed flashed in his eyes. In fact, the most sensible thing to do is to report the matter to Moda, but in this way , Naturally, this Sumeru Ring has no part for him.
If he swallowed it all by himself, once Moda knew about it, he would be unable to eat it and walk around. This is not a matter of hundreds of low-grade true essence stones. Usually when they search for the oil and water of those slaves, the higher authorities will turn a blind eye, but This time is different, the low-grade Sumeru ring is really too precious.
Thinking of this, the scar troll's eyes were uncertain. If killing Lin Ming wasn't too troublesome to explain, he would definitely kill Lin Ming to silence him.
Lin Ming vaguely guessed what the scar troll was thinking, and took a step back, he was right by the door. If the other party really made a move, he could rush out the door immediately.
Seeing this scene, the fierce light on the scar troll's face suddenly changed into a playful smile, "You are very smart! Hehe, do you think if I hand over this Sumeru ring, what about your Sumeru ring?" It was found in a historic site, what will be the consequences? I think those big men of the Mocang tribe will be very willing to call you over for an 'interview'."
"Are you threatening me?" Lin Ming was angry on the surface, but he had already heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. What he was most afraid of was that this Sumeru Ring would cause others to doubt his identity. It won't be publicized anymore.
It would be much easier to deal with it like this, anyway, this Sumeru Ring is nothing to Lin Ming, as long as he can survive this period of time and regain his strength, it will be easy to talk about.
"Hmph! You are not qualified to be threatened by me! I want this Sumeru ring. A treasure of this level is not worthy of a civilian warrior like you! I advise you to be smart and stop talking nonsense, otherwise I will be unlucky." , you will die miserably too!" the scar troll said, full of murderous intent.
Lin Ming's heart had already calmed down, but there was still an expression on his face that dared not speak out, "It's too much for you to do this, a high-grade Sumeru ring of human rank is worth hundreds of middle-grade true essence Shi, you took it without a word..."
When Lin Ming said this, the Scar troll was startled for a moment, and then he was overjoyed. This idiot actually took a top-ranking low-grade Sumeru ring as a top-ranking human-ranking ring. Other treasures at the human level are more precious. For example, the human-level high-level Sumeru Ring can catch up with an offensive low-level treasure. For civilian warriors in the Acquired stage, this is something that they will not see in a few lifetimes up.
It would be best if he made a mistake, so that even if he said it, it would not attract Moda's attention. Thinking of this, the scar troll was completely relieved, flipped his hand, and put a bunch of useless things in the Sumeru Ring He poured out all of them, and then threw out a middle-grade Sumeru ring, a jade slip and a waist plate, and said coldly, "Pick up these things and get out of here immediately!"
Lin Ming remained silent, and took a deep look at the Scar troll, picked up the human-level middle-grade Sumeru ring on the table, collected his own things, and turned to leave.
"Stop!" the scar troll said suddenly.
Lin Ming paused.
The scar troll took out a piece of talisman paper from the Sumeru Ring, stretched out his hand and pinched it, burning the talisman paper, turning it into a troll totem, floating on Lin Ming's body...
"This is a slave's tracking restriction. I advise you not to think about escaping, or you will pay a heavy price!"
Lin Ming remained silent, his perception was connected to the tracking restriction, and he quickly understood the principle behind it. This type of restriction was meant to deal with warriors below inborn level, and there was no threat at all.
…
The Scar troll didn't take much from Lin Ming's Sumeru Ring. As for the jade slip he threw out later, it described Lin Ming's residence, and on his waist tag was Lin Ming's number—9566. Behind the number are two words written in troll script - Moda.
Lin Ming put away his waist badge, and according to the address in the jade slip, he finally found his place of residence. It was a small tent in the corner of the Mocang tribe. It looked extremely dilapidated, and some places were still patched. , but the outside was scrubbed very clean.
What surprised Lin Ming was that in the window of the tent, there was a faint orange light. Someone was already living here
Lin Ming was just astonished when he saw a cute, juicy eleven or twelve-year-old girl with pigtails, walking out of the tent... ()