The beliefs of the Nalan Party

And the real buyer he called neurotic was sweating in the Forest of Warcraft at this time.

"Boss...... Why should we...... Isn't it okay to make less money?" The white weirdo was lying on the ground on all sides, his nose drooping on top of the mask, and the metal puppets floating around him all looked a little shabby, and not far away, there was a group of people lying in a pool of blood, looking at their outfits, like a high-level mercenary group.

The fat man stood behind him, the long sword in his hand was stained with blood, and the clothes on his chest were also cut out, and the blood flowed down the gap, but looking at his appearance, he didn't care.

"What do you know......" He mumbled, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured the bottle over, collided twice in the palm of his hand, cursed fiercely, threw the porcelain bottle away, turned his head to the white stranger and said, "Do you still have the potion I bought last time, I ran out." ”

"Elixir?" the white stranger's nose twitched weakly twice, "yes, I still have a bunch of them in my ring." ”

"Give me another bottle. The fat man commanded.

"Ahh

"Shhh

"A little ......" The white weirdo has nothing to hide in front of the fat man: "We have killed so many people in the past few days, collected so much money and goods, some good and some bad, and if we sell them all, we can barely scrape together five or six thousand gold coins, and there is so much money, let's run away directly, why do we have to continue to buy scrolls, so it is easy to attract the masters of Harman City to come, and fight under the condition of ensuring their own safety, this sentence is what you said the boss." ”

"This time and that time. The fat man grinned and said, "It's rare that you can still remember what I said, but don't forget, what I told you that day, the necromantic creatures I have seen will definitely not be only a little, looking at that scale, it is impossible for a certain mage to get the inheritance of necromantic magic to make it himself, and there is no news until now, those necromantic creatures are very big!"

"According to what you said, let's stop doing it, and we won't buy the light attribute scroll, sneak out of the city while the tide of necromancy has not yet erupted, and let the birds fly from now on, how good is that, tsk......" The fat man smashed his mouth twice, revealing a trace of yearning for that picture: "But it can't be done!"

"Harman City is located in the corner of the Elemental Forest, there are only three ways to get out of the city, the one we went to that day has been blocked, I believe, the other two roads are the same, with the strength of the two of us, it is absolutely impossible to rush out, for the sake of now, only wait until the dead attack, Haman City is in chaos, we sneak in the big army, and mix out of the city. The fat man's eyes flashed, and he spoke faster and faster.

"Only then can we get a glimmer of life, but in that case, when the time comes, the major families in Harman City will probably have to leave, I don't mean to compare with them, I mean, at that time, what can we count as a little gold coin? At that time, materials are the most important, especially the light attribute scroll!"

The fat man turned to look at the white stranger: "Do you think I'm just for the money?" We have to have a priority, fight now, and collect one more light attribute scroll to have one more hope of survival, although there are masters of Harman City eyeing each other, but if we don't fight now, when the time comes, we will only have a dead end, those family academies or something, but there are not so many kind-hearted people who care about us ordinary people, you have to prove your strength to be eligible to join them. ”

The white weirdo didn't seem to understand, but he understood that the fat man had said so much, and he still wanted to continue to hunt with his head in this dangerous forest, and his nose suddenly drooped again.

"But you don't have to worry, as long as the necromancy tide breaks out, the scrolls in our hands will be sought-after, when the time comes, sell a dozen or so out, it's still okay to get the capital back, wait for us to go out, sell all those scrolls, and after making a lot of money, build a special alchemy room for you, put all the money into it, and let you study your alchemy puppetry, how about it!" the fat man rolled his eyes and smiled a little obscenely.

The white-clothed stranger's drooping nose stiffened, as if a soft jelly was frozen in the refrigerator, and the next second, the pale green nose bounced up suddenly: "Really!" "Of course it's true!" The fat man swears: "When did I lie to you!"

"But...... That's all the gold you spent on me......" the white weirdo snorted.

"What's the matter, alchemy burns money in the first place, I've been prepared for this since we met, besides, you research a better puppet, and the improvement of our combat effectiveness is not a little bit. The fat man said lazily, at this time, where did he have the ruthlessness of the triangular eye, as if his brother was talking to his younger brother.

"!" the white weirdo's nose twitched twice: "There is a smell of blood a kilometer in front of the left, boss, do you want to go now?"

"Let's go!" The fat man was very decisive, he bandaged his wounds, picked up the white stranger, and ran to the left front, as if he suddenly remembered something, and asked casually: "By the way, is the person you are looking for credible?"

"Little four, you say?" The white stranger's words lingered in place along the air: "Little four is okay, I saved his life at the beginning, and this time I promised him to buy a scroll and give him a gold coin, I'm not afraid that he won't work hard, he's a smart man......"

"Smart people...... Tsk, smart people are good, I like smart people. The fat man's voice came along the wind, if there was nothing, the breeze blew gently, and there were only a few corpses left in a pool of blood on the spot, as well as the porcelain bottle that was thrown away by the fat man Nalan Jue went out of the door, and rushed straight to the Song Academy, he is a high-level magic apprentice, and the third-order thunder escape technique of the thunder attribute has been learned, although the consumption is quite large, and it is not proficient, but it is still possible to use it a little on the way to the hurried.

Rushed all the way over, it was galloping, thunder rolling along the way, pedestrians only saw a thunderball burst, not even a figure was seen, so they appeared in the next place, and looked along the scattered thunder, only a vague figure loomed in the thunderball.

There are people who know the goods and their faces are suddenly solemn, and there are also people with evil deeds who are nervous, for fear that someone who has inadvertently offended them will come to seek revenge.

Nalan Jue didn't bother to pay attention to them, as if a flame burned in his chest, a blazing flame, as if it was going to turn his whole person into ashes.

He had never seen his eldest brother look like that, what was that? cowardice, showing weakness, cowardice before fighting?

Either way, it's unforgivable!

The Nalan Wushuang in his mind, what a peerless man it is, how powerful and domineering, even if it is a fifth-order professional in front of him, no, a sixth-order professional, as long as it is a hostile relationship, he will raise his fist and rush forward without hesitation.

Don't worry about it if you can't beat it, let's talk about it after you beat it first!

But now, what has become of you now?

Is this still his big brother?

After that battle, looking at your actions, I thought you were still the same Nalan Wushuang who had never changed, and the shattered confidence was regained, but I didn't expect you to change, become so strange, and become so familiar to me!

You've let me down so much!

In his mind, the scene of Nalan Wushuang, who was like a god in the air, being pulled by a golden light from Li Qi's hand, unconsciously resurfaced again, as well as the figure of the person who was curled up on the ground and being wantonly beaten by the people of the Folding Crane Group, heartache mixed with remorse accompanied by a loud sound of collapsing faith, echoing in the consciousness of his mind.

From childhood to adulthood, Nalan Wushuang was his idol, his role model for growing up, and his unswerving belief in becoming stronger, but now, his belief collapsed in front of his eyes.

It's like the worldview that has been constituted for more than ten years has collapsed and shattered in an instant, and that kind of pain is far more uncomfortable than being knocked to the ground by others, at that time, Nalan Jue wished that the person who was pulled by Li Qi was himself, how much he hoped that he could lie on the ground instead of Nalan Wushuang, and how much he hoped that the person who was beaten to the point of being powerless was himself!

It's a pity that everything is hope, everything is impossible, everything has already happened!

No matter how much he thinks about it now, it won't help, Nalan Jue wiped the tears on his cheeks, his eyes showed the crazy flames of revenge, from the time he got the news from the transmission magic array, Nalan Jue had an idea in his heart like a seed in the crack of the stone, constantly growing, frantically climbing towards the mouth of the crack, trying his best to show himself in the sun.

And now, this seed has quietly poked out a bud at the mouth of the stone.

Is it just because I was defeated by Li Qi that I became like this? It's just a failure, why do you want to be obsessed! Is this my idol since I was a child?

Ho......

Even if he is a junior demon swordsman, I am not afraid, the people of the Nalan family have no bad seeds!

Even if I lose, I have the courage to take on the challenge!

Nalan Wushuang, just watch, ho...... You can only look at it.

He turned around and headed straight for the treasure hunt alley