The ring, which had turned silver-gray, did not respond.

Wren glared at the dead fish eyes, and shouted persistently: "Brother Headless, a big man like you, a small villa with a sea view, a three-bedroom apartment, a swimming pool and a rooftop garden, that is the basic configuration of your residence!"

How can you deign to cower in a cramped little ring......"

"Hey, brother, can you give me a word?"

In the bright moonlight, Wren nagged at the ring, and then the headless horseman was very cold and didn't react at all.

Sighing, Wren was reluctant to throw away the hot storage ring in the end, not only was it valuable, but it was also Kesha's intention, if she lost it, she would be angry.

Don't look at her like a gentle little woman in front of him, in fact, it's hard to coax.

The crisis was temporarily lifted, and he walked back, and saw the drunk man lying on the ground sleeping with a lewd smile on his face, obviously he was dreaming of spring.

Wren was very speechless, among the four passengers, this person was an ordinary person, the young lady was possessed by a demon, and the folklorist seemed to be a [druid].

That thin little old man, a first-order transcendent, should be a [witch doctor], this class is good at cultivating strange beasts and exotic flowers, and using them to make all kinds of potions with magical effects.

The last time the little old man applied black ointment to the injured groom, it was very effective in treating the external injury.

However, the drunkard was also lucky, standing stupidly in place during the day and not being shot by the feathers of the sand sculpture, and at night he and Suzanne were rescued from the demons, and the Headless Horseman ignored him.

I walked a few laps before the ghost gate closed, and now the parts on my body are still complete, so I can only say that fools have stupid blessings.

When Wren carried the drunk back to the convoy, Garcia, who was smoking, was about to pop out his eyes and was shocked: "Little brother, are you still alive?" Suzanne said that after you met the Headless Horsemann, I just finished a moment of silence for you! ”

Wren put down the drunken man, patted him on the shoulder, and said very calmly: "Don't worry, brother, I'm fine, the Headless Horseman has been beaten away by me." ”

"It's okay, the Headless Horseman is ...... by you What?! Ran away by you? Garcia was so shocked that he almost bit his tongue, and the cigarette fell to the ground.

Wren looked calm: "That's right, I fought with the Headless Horseman for three hundred rounds, killing the sun and the moon without light, the sky and the earth were discolored, the mountains and the earth were cracked and the water flowed backwards, and the flying sand and stones were worried!"

At the beginning, I was at a disadvantage, but I was not afraid of danger, gritted my teeth and persevered, and then I exploded, broke through, and turned the tables against the wind!

In the end, he was convinced by me, and he had changed his mind and become a new man...... Ahem, re-. ”

After that, Wren also glanced at the storage ring in his hand, and found that the headless brother did not react, thinking that he acquiesced, and his heart was a little settled.

Headless Horsemann: (●—●)

Garcia had an expression that seemed to be teasing me: "Little brother, don't be funny, you're only a third-order, and many master-level transcendents can't beat that evil ghost!" ”

Wren snorted disdainfully when he heard this: "Who am I?" Talented! It's just a challenge of one level, in my hometown (earth), just jump out of a peer, the third order can kill the saint, the awesome, maybe the second order is enough!

Don't ask, ask is talented, holy body and divine body, and ask again is that the foundation is deep, invincible at the same level, and ask is that I have the secret technique of hanging and bombing the sky!

That's right, there are thousands of people like me! ”

Garcia twitched: "Your hometown is terrible. ”

Third-Order Death Sage, the Sun Monarch is not as powerful as you!

Wren waved his hand, looking indifferent: "I know you don't believe it, you can go to the western slope and have a look, where the ground is cracked!" ”

Garcia looked suspicious, this was too good to blow, and he cautiously walked there, trying to verify it.

At this time, Susanna, who heard the movement, got out of the tent, and she ran over quickly and hugged Wren.

"Great, I thought you were dead, you weren't hurt, were you?" Susanna's eyes were red, and she thought he was hanging.

Wren, who was hugged, was stunned for a moment, recalling the touch of the other party when he hit people with the ball, compared Keisha, and found that their cups were about the same.

Wren smiled lightly: "What, I'm so moved, I want to make a promise?" ”

Realizing that she was a little out of shape, Suzanne immediately let go and retreated a few steps, and snorted: "Think beautiful, do you think my sister is so casual?"

However, this time I owe you a favor, and I can sleep with you for three nights for free. ”

Wren pretended to be deep and sighed, his tone containing the sadness of Dandan: "I thought that we were a life-and-death friendship, but it turned out to be just a PY transaction. ”

Suzanne patted him on the head and said angrily, "Come less, do you still want to keep prostituting for nothing?" ”

This relationship is good, ahh

Wren hurriedly spread his hands: "That's not it, I'm a famous grass, but I hope you will take me to find an indigenous tribe when you get to Orange Town." ”

"Do you want red heartgrass? Or is it a flare potion? With a slight surprise in her eyes, Suzanne asked.

Gust Elixir? What's that?

Wren's eyes widened, he had only drunk the natural fountain and had never gotten any other potions, but of course there were other kinds of potions in this world.

He asked Susanna, and after her explanation, Wren learned that it was a potion unique to the Khangao people, and its secret recipe was still a secret.

Like the Natural Fountain, the Wind Elixir is a first-tier potion, but with different effects.

It can increase a person's physical flexibility, make the person more flexible and agile, and also slightly improve dynamic vision and nerve reaction speed.

Knowing that there was such a good thing, Wren's eyes became hot, and he put the Wind Elixir among the goals of his trip.

"Can you take me to a small tribe of indigenous people?" Wren stared at Suzanne blankly.

Suzanne is a native of Orange Town, familiar with the terrain, and a good guide.

"Well, I need to think about it."

Her face was a little tangled, the Kango people were not at all hospitable, and the natives of the Pugni Plains were very fierce and savage.

In particular, those primitive tribes that do not communicate with the outside world even retain the custom of 'headhunting'.

A hundred years ago, Charles IV beat them and killed many people, and they were much more honest, but most of them were still strongly hostile to outsiders.

"Ahem!"

A cough interrupted Wren and Suzanne's conversation.

The scholar in a suit and leather shoes, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and long eyebrows walked over: "Sorry, excuse me, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your conversation, I just happened to come out to breathe." ”

He paused slightly, then continued, "I also want to go to the Kangao tribe, and it is best to see how the aborigines live there."

I've heard that their tribe retains some interesting characteristics of the original culture, which is suspected to be related to the wraith......"