The old man didn't listen to Ouyang Dao's words. He would pick up the bell and shake it. Ouyang Dao would clamp his arm. "It's bad luck to see you," the old man turned around and saw Ouyang Dao with the same bell in his pocket.

"It's you!" The old man paused. "What a coincidence" Ouyang Dao glared at him angrily, Gattuso, it was the old wizard who agreed to explore the ancient ruins at the party, and the miracle like the bell was the exchange between the two of them, and a message was conveyed in an instant. Ouyang Dao closed the door and surrounded his nephew and uncle in turn.

"Now that the situation has changed, I will help you hand over what you stole from" The middle-aged flight attendant's face changed, "Please forgive our rudeness, this time you think it was a misunderstanding," the young flight attendant pleaded, his face was angry, but he was pulled by his uncle's side, unable to speak. "Don't waste your time. You guys lined me up. Don't regret it."

Ouyang Dao looked serious, the problem now was that the symbols on the old mage had to be removed, so that the dark elf tribe would not exist, and the problem of the caravan would be solved. In that case, if we still want to slaughter the dark elves, why doesn't Ouyang Dao take the money?

The flight attendant pleaded for a few words, and seeing that Ouyang Dao was unmoved, his eyes flashed. Bang! The sound of broken runes echoed, and suddenly, the dim room flame national line brightened!

"Let's go!" The middle-aged butler pushed the young man away, took two daggers from his back, and rushed towards Ouyang Dao. "Get the things back, the family can't fall here!" The young man was confused, everything had changed in a trance, he consciously closed his eyes and ran away, but was blocked by an old wooden block at the door.

When the sword came out of its sheath, the young man slashed at it in a panic. The old man's face was expressionless, his arm moved slightly, and he crossed the fallen sword and struck the young man in the chest.

"Get a good night's sleep, at least you won't lose your life" On the other hand, in the face of the sudden light of the flight attendant, Ouyang Dao did not panic, and, listening to the broken air in front of him, Ouyang Dao did not flinch, and swung his fist where he couldn't hear.

Bong!

In the process, Ouyang Dao broke the butler's arm and smashed his chest with a hammer, and the butler flew away and was caught by the old butler. Ouyang Dao opened his eyes and looked at the old wizard. "Why don't you figure it out yourself? Don't tell me you sympathize with both of them."

The mark on the arm is annoying, but at least to the legendary old mage, the hatred mark of the Dark Elf tribe is just graffiti. If the old master wants to destroy it, he can use brute force. Compared to the old mage, the energy on the seal's body is only a drop in the ocean, and given the huge difference in energy, the improvement of the structure is meaningless. The old master listened to Ouyang Dao's question and smiled bitterly.

"Well, Volamo, this expedition is a little troublesome," Ouyang Dao said with a frown, and although his main target was not a relic, he still asked, "Is there any problem?" The ruins we were looking for were discovered by others, and several other forces were gathered to form a large expedition, including some people, and I had some contact with them" "What does this have to do with you not helping?"

"We practice the same kind of kung fu, but when I breathe, they can feel it," the old man said with a dry smile, "I have been hiding for a long time, and I don't want to be chased again." Ouyang Dao said with a frown. "So that's where the exploration ends" he agreed at the party for the only reason it was because it was a meet-and-greet, a chance to meet living legends, in a deserted, difficult underground place. 、

Ouyang Dao had very bad intentions towards the old wizard, although the last encounter with Roque made Ouyang Dao feel the power of the legend, he no longer thought that he could easily defeat the old wizard, the legendary desire, Ouyang Dao never let go. Between now and the ruins, there is plenty of time to get up close and personal, and this is a great opportunity for Ouyang Dao to give up without trying. "What is the strength of the people sent by your school this time?

The teacher asked, only the elite would do this. There are only two hosts. Why do you think so?"

"Because we are not strong enough, we will all stay underground" Ouyang Dao smiled coldly, the old master hesitated for Ouyang Dao's suggestion, although he betrayed the school, he still had one

It feels like he's only dealing with a part of it, and whoever it is, won't have an opinion on him. Ouyang Dao saw the old wizard's hesitation, frowned and said, "Don't go either, but we said that you would pay me" "What! If we don't go on an expedition, how can we get paid?"

"If we don't go, won't there be any other expedition?

When they come out of the ruins to ask for details, just give me my things, as agreed," Ouyang Dao said with a sneer, and the old master looked at him and sighed helplessly. Now he doesn't dare to use inside information, for Ouyang Dao is a dish, naturally what Ouyang Dao said, he is not a stubborn insistence on justice, to this point, he can only promise. After changing his mind, the teacher became more active.

"Finish the work here, I'll take you to identify," Ouyang Dao nodded, "Our school's purchaser is also here, and he looked down at the middle-aged man in charge by the wall. "What the hell is this, don't you want to say it now?" The middle-aged butler looked desperate. From Ouyang Dao's conversation with the old master just now, he could see the huge gap between them. "Well, if I'm going to die anyway, why should I tell you?" Ouyang Dao smiled and kicked the unconscious young man.

"You're dead, but he's alive. Tell me where he is, and I'll let him go."

"You promise?"

"Do I have to lie to you?" The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and he shook off the contract. "Do you know what it's like to be out and about? Everyone who signs up will die," Ouyang Dao said with a smile, recalling some honest people who kept their promises and never did anything.

"There are always loopholes in the contract, and a good mood is a life-saving source." The middle-aged housekeeper hesitated for a moment, thought of the current situation, and ruthlessly got the contract. "You're right"

After a few minutes, Ouyang Dao looked at the suspicious box of pink juice in front of him and was curious about life. "What do you think this thing is for?" Just something you use when you're happy, increase your time and interest," the old wizard leaned over to look, confirming the middle-aged manager's answer. "Yes, indeed, I know. The lure of the elves, from the dark elves, has a good market among the nobility, and chests like this one, if you sell them individually, can be sold for ten thousand, and you can keep them for yourself. That's a good thing indeed."

In the end, Ouyang Dao did not leave a box of indescribable things, and in the process, the old man inadvertently pulled his waist and laughed at Ouyang Dao's behavior. Seeing 13 young people who don't know good things, the old people just know that they can't stand it. The old master complained, but he was pleased with the result, for he was not going to ask the caravan for payment. The master is barely the kind of poor person, so lonely, whether it is the understanding of the developed level of the world, or the practice of foreign culture.

Ouyang Dao said that he didn't care if it was a fake or not, but it was really embarrassing for him to sell it, mainly because it was a herb, but the raw materials were indescribable, and Ouyang Dao couldn't accept it. "How big is the tribe of dark elves that hunted you?" I want to know the exact number," the middle-aged flight attendant recalled, "four mothers?" Ouyang Dao nodded. "It's not a big deal" "Mother" is the name of the class of the underworld, and this method is named after the underground creatures of the corresponding class, from low to high, caveman, Minotaur, evil eye, mother, mother, black dragon, ancient black dragon, and then demigods. The matriarch was the master, and Ouyang Dao had figured out what he had been able to reveal so far, and how many masters he could kill.

In order to spice up the rest of the journey, Ouyang Dao didn't plan to show the old mage his summoning ability, so this time it was the turn of the master in his body. Ouyang Dao was ready to create the image of a muscular old mage. Facing the four masters, Ouyang Dao had to separate the battlefield first, leaving some for the old mage, who could only fight with his own body, and then take your part to a remote place and release the master with your left eye. See. That's the general idea, the details are that everything has changed.

After setting the tone, Ouyang Dao had already prepared his initial preparations, and he was about to speak, when the middle-aged butler continued, "But when we left, one of us was seriously injured and should not have been in the battle. "Three masters, yes, this plan

It is almost impossible Ouyang Dao nodded, and at this moment, the old master said, this underground race usually does not go all out, if I remember correctly, your batch of potions and the dead dark elves are all from the same tribe.

They must have done it themselves, so there was only one master to hunt them down" When I was doing undercover in the tribe, I heard that the Minotaur tribe next door needed a mother to monitor their migration" The middle-aged flight attendant's eyes lit up "So there is basically no master this time?" The old master stroked his beard. "It should be. It's so much easier," snapped

Ouyang Dao silently tore up this plan in his heart, and the master's corpse disappeared! "In that case, get ready to go to bed and drive them all away when the night hunt comes," Ouyang Dao said, not wanting to ask any more questions because he was worried that the bodies of this small group of elites would disappear.

To be honest, such a small fact does not require his professional level at all, that is, it happens that a strict search is necessary, otherwise he and the pair of uncles and nephews are two parallels, and there will be no intersection. Outside the inn, hunter rakers paced slowly in front of the retired Ouyang Dao. He didn't dare to go in, and what he was going to do was not in his area of duty. Arriving at the hotel in the morning, in addition to being hired by the caravan keeper to find the lost cargo, the rakers have another mission: to find out what the dark elves are doing. The city is full of guild eyes, and when two dark elves come to explore the city, the eyes of the guild spot them.

Mainly because the appearance of the dark elves is so special that it can be seen at a glance. After a morning of investigation, the Dark Elves came from another powerful professional and appeared to have nothing to do with the caravan's missing items. But after Rak talked, there was something strange about this visitor, a stranger named Gaia. Rakers told the other hunters about his conclusions, but the other hunters didn't care. They've looked into it. Ouyang Dao was a thief and had nothing to do with the death of the dark elves.

Rakers had no evidence, no support from his companions, but he instinctively returned to this remote hotel. After walking through the door for a long time, the rakers finally made up their minds. He went to chase Ouyang Dao. Rex was about to walk into the hotel when he saw Ouyang Dao coming out of the crack in the door of the private room. Rex startled, shifted his steps, and ducked behind the door. Soon he saw middle-aged women, old rabbi, coming out in groups, with flat faces and smiles, as if he had just received some kind of cooperation. Rakers thought of a problem, it seems that this gaia has solved the problem of stealing. This result made Rex even more suspicious of Ouyang Dao.

If he was just an ordinary thief, how could he understand the master? If not the thief, he was the most likely person in the hotel to have something to do with the dead Dark Elves. Rakers, a little excited, seemed to confirm his theory, and, without doing anything, Rakers slid four copper balls out of his belt.

Click. The brass ball cracked, and from it grew 12 sturdy robot legs, crawling like spiders, because these 12 legs were always separated up and down, left and right, and could change direction at will, unless the hotel windows were sturdy, they couldn't stop these little guys. The rake engraves hidden runes on these mechanical spiders, covered with a cuticle that does not make noise as they move.

With the help of these mechanical spiders, the rakers learns a lot of things he shouldn't know, partly because of the hidden runes, but more often because the caretakers are not wary of the emerging school of alchemy. Common eavesdropping schemes often employ cryptic techniques, and professionals have developed security protocols that have been developed for thousands of years, so who cares about the extra metal in a room if they are not professionals who are familiar with them? With this advantage, Rakers gained a number of advantages, which also strengthened his determination to continue this style.

After freeing the mechanical spiders, the rakers found a place to hide. He solves a lot of mysteries with these mechanical spiders, and when you look at a suspect, you always find something. Rakers believes this time will be no exception.