Chapter 217: Out of the City

"Boss, you can really do it, this is the Great Chamber of Commerce, you can take such a road now. Rand rubbed his hands together and sighed as he looked at the people who were transporting goods up and down.

Greclesson blushed on the side, and finally asked a Holy Magister to find the way himself, which was really useless for a junior brother.

I feel ashamed.

Qin Ming leaned against a wall and watched, half of the things here were from the Hell Chamber of Commerce and half from Sherlock. They all intended to evacuate Roland.

These goods may indeed be precious in the eyes of ordinary people, but Qin Ming knows that the truly precious things are all stored in the storage gems, but for a huge system like the Hell Chamber of Commerce, even more storage stones are not enough to fit their warehouse, so they can only be discounted.

In addition, people have arrived one after another. Unlike Qin Ming, this is the mercenaries and adventurers recruited by Sherlock and Christine, and they are all paid.

And these merchants and other mercenaries said that they were the distinguished guests here, but in Brandon's opinion, they were also nominally one of the mercenaries here.

It is estimated that when something happens, I will have to play. The so-called guests have a bit of moisture.

So in his opinion, it's nothing, and it's the same if he happens to run into it by himself. I just don't know who the boss here is, it's different from someone like Qin Ming who recruits a small mercenary group.

Not to mention anything else, to be able to put such a large team. In this case, it is definitely not simple to bring out the border.

Saying this, there was a commotion in the surrounding crowd. A man like Mr. Bookkeeper, who had been in charge of the count, listened and saluted to a person. The same is true for most of the people in the surrounding chambers of commerce.

It seems that this one is the owner of the merchant.

Brandon leaned over, for the mercenary. The more people you know, the more you have to go. Even if you want to know more about the news, you will have multiple choices or directions in the future.

And the moment he saw Christine, he was stunned.

Whether it's blown-breakable skin, or a bumpy figure. Even hidden in the winter coat, it is the most beautiful scenery in the remnant sun and snow.

What kind of beauty is this, her eyes are like violet, which makes people feel that beauty is incomprehensible, and it is like a screen that completely isolates the girl's heart from it.

Can't see through, can't see enough. That's how it feels.

By heart, both Luna and Meng'er. One is an elf, and the other is a noble bloodline that Crowley is sure of. They are all stunning among these stinky mercenaries, but they wallow on the woodland sand all year round.

With a little more masculinity, it is difficult for them to attract the attention of people like Brandon, and this kind of young lady who lives in the aristocracy is the object of these mercenaries thinking about it day and night.

The next moment, Christine seemed to notice him and walked towards him.

"No, no, it must be a dream. Brandon thought as he buried some in the van next to him.

"No, what if he really came to me?" Brandon asked himself.

"Impossible, impossible. Brandon vetoed, but thought of something.

"No, even if it's not looking for me, I can't see it. Besides, no one knows, if I take my head out, if she is still there, maybe she will come to me. "Brandon's whole person is confused, and his language is not clear.

But like this, he took his head out, like a guy who had just finished unloading.

With a smile on her face, Christine walked up to him and nodded. The scent swept across the tip of his nose, and a step further was enough to touch her skin.

Brandon pondered that he should say hello to his owner, so he said, "Miss, you ......"

"Sir, what do you think?" Christine walked past him and walked to Qin Ming, who was bored on the side, without looking at Brandon.

In his heart, in an instant, he was cold, and he could no longer hear any sound.

After Qin Ming and Christine exchanged pleasantries for a while, they walked over, and it was time for them to hit the road.

As he passed by Brandon, he snapped his fingers, like a thunderclap exploded in his mind. As if to tell him, it's time to wake up and move bricks.

Agus sorted out the carriages, which they had themselves, but at first they were all pulled by undead creatures.

The Hell Merchants not only have uniform carriages, but also uniform sled dogs that pull carts, and with these specially crafted carriages, they can drive on the snow that is already several feet deep.

Speaking of this snow, although it has already accumulated several feet of snow, this is only the beginning.

With that came the long winter, that is, the calendar year, and by the time the snow really stopped, the snow was as high as the walls of the White City.

Qin Ming passed by him, and Agus glanced at him.

He also injured Qin Ming in the palace, because he was later taken over by him. At that time, he didn't think that Qin Ming was really just a seventh-level magician, he just thought that if he could hurt someone for a while, the Pope would definitely be able to hurt him.

And he was fooled by the Pope, but now it seems. If it weren't for the Pope, it was estimated that the moment the gun was fired, he would be glared at by Qin Ming's eyes.

Thinking of him and Gandalf again, this guy is also amazing.

Under the surveillance of the royal family, Zhengda put such a ruthless person in the Academy of Magic, and he was still making trouble.

Qin Ming passed by Agus, naturally he didn't know that this former prince, the emperor who was one step away, actually made up so many things in his brain.

If he really knew, I'm afraid he would be helpless.

After glancing inside the carriage and making sure it was correct, okay, where did that vampire go?

Just as he was thinking this, a figure suddenly appeared behind him and gave him a bear hug.

"Xiao Mingming, did you miss me? It's getting more and more fragrant, kiss one. Crowley's lips were close to his neck.

Qin Ming had goosebumps all over his body, and at the same time felt a little uncomfortable when he felt the strangeness coming from the two strands.

"Get out. Although there is only one word, it is earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods, no ancients before, no one after the future, groundbreaking, eclectic, and brilliant finishing touch. A simple "roll" fully expressed Qin Ming's mood.

The guardian wings behind him instantly opened, and then closed to wrap him into a purple-gold ball.

The countless complex formations on it are all from the relics of the creator god, or the former creator god. With the help of this, Crowley was bounced away.

How can this guy be bisexual, or pansexual, or blood love, Qin Ming wondered if blood was good and he liked it.

"Where have you been?" Qin Ming asked.

"Alas, it's been a long time, and it really saddens me when you first met me if I was having an affair, why are the feelings between people so fragile.

What about the dry rocks and rotten earth that are said to be good? It's all a lie, and there are ......."

"Come on, first of all, you're not human, and besides, I haven't said those things to you. I'm telling a love story, and I don't have a dime to do with you. Qin Ming complained, put away his guardian wings, and looked at him, "So what? Where have you been?"

(End of chapter)

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