"What was that called? I almost thought I was dazzled, it was a whirlwind. People nearby exclaimed. Abaylou's operation in the blink of an eye is dazzling and dizzying, and the hook is interesting at this point, and it is quite gorgeous to use.

The leader of the caravan trotted over with his trousers in his hand, and the hook that Abaylou had just pulled away was what he had used as his belt. "Thank you for saving my nephew. ”

"Take it as a reward for your caravan taking me along, after all, I can't handle so many rakshasas alone. Abaylou said with a smile.

"No, no, no, it's different, you came with us because we collected money, this is the basic principle of businessmen, I still owe you a favor. The leader of the caravan said bluntly, "I don't know how to repay you, but I will definitely look for an opportunity." ”

"Hands-on, brother. Abay Lou patted the caravan leader on the shoulder and said, "I would like to find a room for a good night's sleep sooner." ”

"Good. The leader of the caravan hurriedly nodded and said, "Let's speed up the journey." He pressed his nephew's dizzy head and said, "You idiot, you still don't thank your life-saver? ”

"Thank you...... Thank you. Abaylou couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the bewildered young man. It's no wonder that such a sluggish look will fall on the ground. Returning to the head of the caravan, Abaylou had a very different position, and the straw he had sat on before became a cushion. "Friend, your hook is so magical, is it from which department, as far as I know, the adults there all use magical soft weapons. The caravan leader asked.

"I was self-taught. Abaylou said with a smile.

"Then you must go there to see it, with your talent, you will definitely be able to cultivate it well. The caravan leader suggested.

"Thanks, I don't need it yet. "It is true that the Holy See's chain weapons are very systematic, and there are top powerhouses using them, but in terms of sophistication, there are many people who far surpass the Holy See. Like him—

Forget it, there is no comparison. After all, the control of weapons in the world blessed by the fighting spirit is a little rough, and the use of the flying sickle hook on the earth is to pay attention to the use of "strength" and "skill", but not here, it is generally used to urge the fighting spirit to go straight, and the slightly clever use of ingenuity becomes outstanding, which is not interesting.

"We're not going to take a break tonight, let's get to Mud Town as soon as possible. The caravan leader said to his men.

"Oh!" everyone agreed. In view of Abailou's heroic performance just now, everyone is willing to open a back door to Abailou, and many people are willing to arrive early, resting in this Gobi Desert and feeling uncomfortable. It seems that because of the brilliant moment of Abailou just now, the atmosphere in the team is even more enthusiastic, and these papal believers are somewhat solemn, but more of them are talking and laughing louder than ever.

"Aren't these rakshasas cared for? It's too dangerous in this middle of nowhere and there's no sign to warn you. Abaylou asked.

"No one dares to care. The leader of the caravan said quietly: "According to the grapevine, the rakshasa here was deliberately bred by a big man, and we don't dare to find someone to clean up the rakshasa easily." ”

"No wonder, at the level of the Van Side, it is not difficult to clean up a rakshasa gathering place. Abaylou understood. He first thought of Jiade, and deliberately stayed here in order to prevent the development of Jiade's power. There are many ways to hinder the development of Jiade, and the cost of such obstruction is too great.

Abaylou hid a Shadow Watcher in the Rakshasa gathering place to observe the movements behind the Rakshasas, and he thought that he might need them one day. It's not too complicated skills, if you're not careful, you won't find out, and if you do, what can you do, can you still settle accounts with him?

Passing through the Rakshasa Land, the mud town is close at hand, and Abay can see the ruined ...... from afar Earthen walled.

It's incredible, a population gathering place is still just an earthen wall, and there are monsters harassing and threatening around, Jiade is in a corner like this, it seems that there is really no way to escape from his predicament, no one likes to stay in such a hot place.

"Hehe, the same as I told Kata, what kind of predicament you're in. Abaylou smiled indifferently, "Jiade, they have your heart, it's not enough, they also want your body." ”

If Jiade does not notice his predicament, he will soon taste the consequences of dullness. The advice of her brother, who was far away in Diamond Hugo, must make sure that Jiade does not defile his body.

Eric was right, the Holy See was never merciful to the women they needed.

"My lord, this is Mud Town, I'm a little disappointed. The leader of the caravan smiled bitterly and said, "It's not a good errand, but I can't refuse to be arranged by those adults, and I have the right to serve the needy and down." ”

No matter how miserable a town is, it will not become a refugee. Abaylou thought so, and Mud Town gave him the first surprise, the low loess wall that had no effect and gave comfort to the heart, when the gate was lowered, the chains on it were embroidered, and almost smashed several people in the caravan.

The dust rose from the gate, and Abay looked speechlessly at the gate bridge that seemed to be unable to hold even a few horses.

"Can't you change this door? It's too dangerous. The caravan leader's nephew said with cold sweat wiping his forehead. He was the one who was almost smashed just now, and he was also crushed.

"You have a point, let's bring some wood next time, there is no gate here. The caravan leader agreed.

This broken place doesn't need a door at all, and it doesn't even need the wall that is better than nothing, the low wall can be easily climbed even if ordinary people come, it is nothing more than to stop the arrows, but this place is deep in the hinterland of the Verseth Gang and there will be no army pressed into such a barren place. Abaylou was a greedy fellow, and he wouldn't want such a place for him.

The closest threat to here, the rakshasas, could easily climb over these low walls several meters high.

In order to be able to pass through the weathered and rather fragile gate bridge, the accompanying priest applied a fortification technique to the gate bridge to make way for horses and wagons to pass.

The gate bridge creaked and creaked with an overwhelmed sound.

Walking on it, you can feel the fragility of the material inside, and the sturdiness technique is at most to make the fragile thing temporarily strong, and it is impossible to let it exceed the limit of the original material, and the door bridge is really dilapidated, and the sturdiness alone is not enough. Abaylou walked with the unfortunate nephew of the leader of the caravan, and the young man was in a bit of bad luck, and when Abailou crossed the gate bridge, the young man stepped into the most vulnerable place, and was about to plunge into the spiked trench.

Abay Lou quickly grabbed the young man and saved his life.

"I owe you a personal favor again. The caravan leader said with a wry smile.

"This kid has been in bad luck before. Abaylou asked curiously.

"He's always in danger and desperate, his parents are used to it, but I haven't. The caravan leader said.

"Hahaha, tell him to pay attention. Abay said with a haha.

The powerful power of fate, whether it is good or bad, can even affect him, Abay, and be able to meet this team and save him twice, which means that he has fallen into the fate of this young man.