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Climbing the sand dunes, Gordon took out the monocular alchemy lookout glass, raised it to his right eye, slowly rotated the barrel, and adjusted the focus.

The view gradually changed from hazy to clear: the river was babbling and sparkling, like a blue crescent moon surrounding the oasis three kilometers ahead.

The riverside is covered with sand holly, shallots, cistanche, artemisia, aloe vera, licorice, bush clover, starfish, chrysanthemum, jujube, fig...... Like a colorful carpet, shining under the endless starry sky.

Gordon constantly moved the monocular alchemy lookout: woolen tents dotted along the vegetation to Crescent City in the heart of the oasis. In front of the tent, camels perched and sheepdogs sentry. There is a thatched-roof wooden fence nearby, where herds of cattle and sheep can be seen, and you can see local horses with short heads and long necks.

The camera finally stops on a flagpole standing tall, with a green flag fluttering in the night sky, embroidered with a black eagle flying with its wings outstretched. This is the Black Hawk tribe of the Land of Sand, which still maintains the ancient nomadic traditions of their ancestors and does not want to settle in the city.

In contrast, the Sand Fox tribe that rules Crescent City is modernist, focusing on farming, commerce, entertainment, and other industries.

"No one is following us." Freckles approached from behind, leaned down to Gordon's side, and also took out a tube of monocular alchemy lookouts, held it up in front of his eyes, and observed the movement of the oasis. The lens was not made of glass, but was polished into a thin slice from the pupils of the crystal beast, and the distance reached five kilometers, which was worth ten bloody points.

It didn't take long for Tricy and Atay to climb the dunes from two other directions. “\u62

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11 did not see the leopard them. "I don't have one here, will they go back to base?"

Freckles shook her head, and the corners of her mouth showed a hint of ridicule: "It's impossible for the leopard to let me go." ”

There's no way the silver fox will let me go. Tracy said in her heart that she didn't know what the feud between Freckles and the leopard was, but the little finches were mostly similar to herself, and they had secrets they didn't want to tell.

Gordon may be the same, otherwise why don't you run away with us?

"The airship deliberately went around in circles on the way, disrupting the order of several landing sites." Gordon put away the monocular alchemy lookout.

Atai looked at Gordon in a daze, not understanding what he meant.

Freckles explained: "Remember the map? According to the shortest route, after the airship sets sail from the goat tribe, it should first come to the Crescent Oasis and then fly to Black Oil City. But now, we're the last of them. ”

Tracey suddenly said, "This is to keep us under the nose of the leopard at all times, so he must be eyeing us." ”

Gordon said, "He's either taking a shortcut and waiting for us in Crescent City in advance." Either stay near the landing site and distance yourself from us. The Blood Inferno will leave behind our old clothes, and it's easy to track down our scent with a few hounds. ”

"We'll be under the watchful eye of the Blood Prison for the next few months. In addition to the leopards, I believe that there will also be a secret stake of the Blood Hell Society in Crescent City. Freckles continued.

"Leave them alone for now, we'll do it according to the scheduled plan." Gordon pinched his lower lip and let out a crow's cry.

At the top of the ten-meter-high sand date tree in the distance, the saffron jumped quickly, turned over in the air, and dissolved the momentum with seven or eight consecutive somersaults, and landed lightly. "The action is so handsome!" He said to himself happily and ran towards the dunes.

"Red hair, what's there?" Atai's voice was hoarse, still a little nervous.

"The Crescent River is so beautiful!"

Hearing Saffron's answer, the friends rolled their eyes in unison.

Gordon took out an elegant antique enamel pocket watch from his cloak and opened the cover: "There are still more than two hours before dawn, and we will start to change clothes." ”

They took off their cloaks, dressed up, unpacked their bags, and changed into the costumes they had prepared.

Gordon took out the dagger, quickly shaved off the unkempt length, and shaved off the hairs on his lips and chin. He didn't pay attention to it for three whole years, and his head hung down like a tangled straw hole all the way to his waist.

After cleaning up, he buried the fallen pieces in the sand, opened the suitcase, and took out a can of green gold olive oil, a piece of ambergris smoked spice, an ice blue diamond ring, a pair of unilateral nose-clipping gold wire glasses, a pair of leather shoes, and a set of inner and outer clothes.

Gordon stripped naked, poured out lapis olive oil, and smeared his skin and head. Lapis Olive Oil is golden in color, clear and smooth, moisturizing the skin, promoting blood circulation, and improving muscle strength little by little. Gordon's eye has long been transformed into a vent, and in order to prevent tendon injury, he usually only uses about 70 or 80 degrees. In view of this, he spent 50,000 blood points before and after to buy a total of one liter of green gold olive oil from more than a dozen shops, which only the royal family would use on a daily basis.

Next, he put on an ice blue diamond ring. The ice blue diamond is triangular in shape, and when you turn one of the corners, the poison needle will pop out, and the throat will be sealed with blood.

Gordon then changed his clothes and put on his leather shoes. The underwear is modified from the Mithril silk jacket of the Sand Cave Clan, which is effective against sharp objects. The coat is a dark gray snakeskin trench coat and tight leather pants worth 3,000 blood spots, the workmanship is exquisite, the cut is fine, only the most essential piece of snakeskin of the head of the golden-crowned snake is woven, the dust is not stained, the rain is not wet, the winter is warm and the summer is cool, light and thin. There are four open pockets and four hidden pockets attached to the inside of the trench coat, which respectively hold the money bag, various hidden weapons and alchemical potions. The leather shoes are dark gray rhinoceros leather, which is extremely strong and wear-resistant, and the slightly warped toe is as hard as iron, and the sole is hidden with a mezzanine and another mechanism.

Finally, Gordon put on one-sided pinch-nose gold wire glasses, hung up an antique enamel pocket watch, crushed ambergris spices into powder, and sprinkled all over his body.

"Ah......" Tricy had just changed her clothes, and when she saw Gordon's appearance, she couldn't help covering her mouth, and her beautiful eyes were shining. Gao Dengfeng in front of him is handsome, beautiful and elegant, like a superb beautiful boy.

But I still think Atay is the best-looking. She stole a glance

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Barbarian boy, Atai changed into a simple linen shirt and pants, looking clean and tidy. And she herself is dressed in colorful dresses and is richly decorated, and they will play the role of a pair of teenagers who elope.

"Shit, you should change your career to become a male prostitute, guaranteed to make a lot of money!" Freckles glared at Gordon with a smirk. He was shirtless, wearing a frayed leather vest, tattered trousers, bare feet, and a weed in his mouth.

Gordon looked at the enamel pocket watch: "There is still an hour and a half before dawn." Everyone checked the plan one last time and checked the equipment. ”

Tricy was the first to say, "I come from a merchant family in the Star Country, and I secretly fell in love with the guard Atai and eloped here. I carried a large amount of gold treasure and used it as bait to lure out the Storm Horse Thieves. ”

Freckles chewed on the grass roots boringly: "Lao Tzu is just a wandering little gangster." My mission is to break into the bottom of Crescent City and mingle with the local ruffians to find out about the Storm Horse Thieves. ”

"I'm the troubadour saffron, and I'll be performing in the bars, restaurants, and brothels of Crescent City, and I'm also tasked with finding news." The crocus shook the cloak as white as snow, plucked her fingers, and the golden harp in her arms sounded tactfully. "And, of course, poetry that promotes beauty, so that the flower of art blooms in every barren heart." After thinking about it, he finally added, but everyone automatically filtered his supplements.

"Remember, for the first month, you're only responsible for gathering information about the Storm Horse Thieves and following the plan. There must be comrades of the horse thieves in the city, don't do irrelevant things, and don't use the source power to show your martial arts. Gordon looked around at the four of them, "With our strength, it is impossible to fight with more than a hundred horse thieves, we can only take our time." ”

"What if we have to use force?" Artai asked.

"Then destroy the corpse." Gordon said indifferently.

It didn't take long for the sky to begin to glow pale cyan. Even though it's only three o'clock in the morning, the desert dawns early.

"It's almost time, let's go first." Tricy and Atay bid farewell to the crowd. Atay carried all his bags, a stout mace on his shoulder, and supported Tricy with his other hand as she walked down the sand slope.

Gordon held up his lookout glasses and watched them enter the oasis, walking over to a tent and whispering. The sheepdog began to bark and run, and in a moment the tent was opened, and the herdsman came out rubbing his eyes......

"How are they?" Saffron asked with concern.

"No problem, the traditionalists who maintain nomadic customs are still very hospitable." Gordon looked through the camera, and the herdsman asked a few questions, and then warmly welcomed the two into the tent.

An hour later, Freckles headed straight for Crescent City. At that time, the city gate was not opened, so he climbed with a hook and rope, bypassed the sleeping guards, and quietly sneaked into the city.

When the gates opened at six o'clock, the saffron hummed a song.

When the scorching sun was shining, Gordon had already cleared the traces left by everyone along the way. Carrying his suitcase, he walked unhurriedly towards Crescent City.