Noble Husband At the Door novel Chapter 2480

"Trash, scum, you're not human. I know you're a fu*king good-for-nothing. If you don't dare to go in, then f*cking let me go. I want to go in. Damn it, there's a big treasure inside."

Samuel exhaled the Twin-Dragon Tripod, and the ginseng baby jumped up and down anxiously.

"What are you doing inside? Are you courting death?" Samuel glanced at it and said disdainfully.

"Damn it, coward. When I saw you fight just now, you could hide in the book just now. And you can make the Xuanyuan Sword unable to kill you. What are you afraid of?" cried the ginseng baby.

Hearing this, Samuel frowned and took a deep breath. "So you stole my book in the hope of getting in?"

"Nonsense, what else can I do? Why don't I take it back and read it?"

Samuel was both angry and amused. This guy was really thorough when he talked to others. However, this thing looked harmless and even very cute. Sometimes, Samuel couldn't afford to lose his temper with it.

"You want to go in so much?" Samuel frowned and said, "Can you enter the Tomb of the God with that book? I've heard that it's very powerful inside. If you don't have the corresponding texture of the totem and the verification texture of Mount Qi Hall, even a True God will die if he goes in."

From the point of view of Samuel, this place was naturally not allowed to go. What the knowledgeable man told him was absolutely not wrong. Otherwise, it would not have been vary calm in the Tomb of the God until now. This group of people who rushed in would have come here to rob the relic of the True God.

Or perhaps, the other two True Gods were already engaged in a fierce battle. This was because to the two of them, whoever could obtain the treasures of the other True God was equivalent to a crushing blow to the other party, and dominating the entire world would be a matter of time.

Why was it so troublesome?

Therefore, he could not enter this place.

"That may not be the case... As the saying goes, wealth comes from danger. Ah, don't say so much. Let me go out and lend me your book. If I die, you will regard it as a failure of investment. If I win, at most... at most, I will share a little with you. What do you think?" Speaking of this, the ginseng baby had no confidence.

Samuel rolled his eyes. "Give him the Eight Desolations Heavenly Book? Dream on."

Samuel might not be willing to give it to him even if the baby gave him all treasure, let alone a little bit.

"Since you want to go in so much, then all right." Samuel paused deliberately. When there was a glimmer of expectation in the eyes of the ginseng baby, Samuel moved his hand, took back the big tripod, and turned back.

"F*ck you, b*tch, b*tch, you b*tch! You f*cking fool me! I'll kill you until I die! Ah!!"