Chapter 1187 The Little Beggar at the Door of the Hotel

  The Fire Men accepted the dwarf King of the Dark Elves as their godson, and they were also very happy. But she had always been worried that Luo Xiaofeng was still alive, so she wanted to take a look at Julong City Town. The dwarfs, the king of the dark elves, gladly went.

  This is the first snow of winter.

  The dwarfs, the King of the Dark Elves and the Fire Ians, walked the streets of the small city of Dragon City with two retinues. The wide streets, already covered in heavy snow. The streets are lined with manicured bushes. In the middle of the bushes, at intervals, there is a huge old pine. This old pine is not ordinarily old, it is hundreds of years old. The town of Julongcheng is a newly built small town, and these old pines, obviously, have been transplanted. The manicured bushes on both sides of the street also show signs of artificial pruning. Get rid of these bushes and tall old pines, and you'll have a big market ahead. Almost all the houses and buildings in the small town of Julong City are concentrated in the big market. The small city of Julong City is not large, with a radius of about dozens of miles. People who don't know what to do will regard the small city of Julong City as the famous Julong City in the rivers and lakes. In fact, this small city of Julong City is just a cover to hide people's eyes, but the real Julong City is in the underground city of Julong City. The dungeon of Julong City is not underground, but thousands of meters in the air. The boundless dungeon of Julong City, the spiritual power cultivation is not high, and the skills are not strong, and even the door of the dungeon of Julong City cannot enter. People with low spiritual power, unless they take a flying machine like a flying carpet, can only look at the city and sigh.

  The heavy snow has long since stopped. The streets were covered with a thick layer of snow, and when you stepped on it, there was a creaking sound under your feet.

  Although it is winter season, the dwarfs, the king of the dark elves and the fire people, are still dressed in their original clothes. The dwarf King of the Dark Elves was still dressed in his signature attire, and he was wearing a bright red hood. An adult, turned out to be dressed as a baby. The dwarf, the King of the Dark Elves, is simply too short. He walked with the fire, like an adult followed by a little kid. Huo Yiren is dressed in a spring dress, she wears a light red dress, and she always has a signature smile on her face.

  The noise of the morning market was heard far away. Huoyi looked at the crowded market from a distance and frowned: "There are hundreds of miles around here, all of which are deserted, why are there so many people in this market?"

  The dwarf king of the dark elves lowered his voice and said, "I was strange at first, but now I've finally figured it out. ”

  The fire man glanced at the dwarf king of the dark spirit realm, and said lightly, "Let's hear it." ”

  The dwarf King of the Dark Spirit Realm smiled: "Godmother may not know that although this small city is called Julong City, it is actually not the same thing as our Julong City. The people who came here were mainly spies from all directions, and only thirty-eight of them were from our Dragon Gathering City. ”

  Huo Yiren was surprised: "These thirty-eight people, are you sending a fine work?"

  The dwarf king of the dark spirit realm nodded: "Although this is not a dungeon of Dragon Gathering City, the location here is very important. Ordinary spies come and come to stay for a period of time, and they will naturally return in vain, but if we encounter a spy with advanced spiritual cultivation, we will recruit him. ”

  Huo Yiren said lightly: "What if the person you fancy is unwilling to join Julong City?"

  The dwarf king of the dark elves smiled: "Godmother, don't worry about this, we have our own way." As for the solution, the dwarf king of the dark elves did not say. The Fire Men didn't ask, because at this time, dozens of fast horses were rushing towards the dwarfs, the King of the Dark Elves, and the Fire Ones.

  The dwarfs, the King of the Dark Elves, and the Fire Humans, flickered by the side of the road, stopping to watch.

  Dozens of fast horses flashed like a wind past the dwarfs, the king of the dark elves, and the people of fire.

  The snow splashed from the horses' hooves hit the dwarf king of the dark elves in the face.

  Although the dwarf king of the dark elves was very angry, he did not come out, this time he came out with the fire Yi people to inquire about Luo Xiaofeng. None of them are willing to reveal their identities prematurely.

  A little further along, there is a bustling market ahead. The fire had changed her form, and she had become a gray-haired old woman with a cane in her hand and a wrinkled face.

  The spiritual power cultivation of the Huoyi people has reached the realm of the gods, and in the realm of the gods, the gods who have just ascended to the god position are called the gods. All gods can fly in the air and change their forms. The spiritual power of the Huo Yi people has reached the level of a god, so they also have the ability to change their bodies.

  The dwarf king of the dark elves simply disguised himself, and he put on a red coat that covered his trademark red pocket. He wears a small red hat on top of his head, covering half of his face. He wears a pair of small red boots on his feet.

  The dwarf, the King of the Dark Elves, followed him to a hotel. It is a very large hotel, three floors down the hill. In front of the hotel, people come and go, and it is very lively.

  As soon as the dwarfs Dark Elf King and the Fire Man arrived at the door of the hotel, they saw a scrawny little beggar sitting cross-legged in the snow. The little beggar's hair was scattered, revealing a small face covered in dirt. In front of the little beggar, there was a porcelain bowl with a broken edge. There were two or three copper plates scattered in the porcelain bowl. The little beggar held a chicken wing root in his hand and was gnawing on it with relish. The chicken wings have long been out of meat, and the little beggar is still carefully gnawing on them. The little beggar was in rags, and the patches on his clothes were next to each other. In such a cold winter, he was still wearing tattered single clothes. The sides of the trouser legs were rotten, one by one, hanging on the body. His sleeves, one long, one short. The swarthy hands and neck and swarthy ankle bones were exposed. The shoes worn by the little beggar are too torn. The heel of the shoe is rotten, the front of the shoe is cracked, and the toes are exposed. Such a little Hanako is so pitiful!

  Watching the dwarfs Dark Elf King and Fire Leader walk in front of him, the little beggar suddenly raised his head, as if he had inadvertently glanced at the dwarf Dark Elf King and Fire Elf. He only glanced at it, then lowered his head again, and was intently nibbling on the chicken bone in his hand. In this world, there seems to be nothing more attractive than the chicken wing root in his hand.

  As soon as the dwarfs King of the Dark Elves and the Fire Men walked into the door of the hotel, the young man who ran the hall greeted him with a smile on his face: "Two guest officers, please upstairs!"

  Although it has not yet arrived, the hall on the first floor is full.

  The fire man nodded, glanced at the dwarf king of the dark elves behind him, and said lightly, "Let's go upstairs!"

  There are also five or six empty tables on the second floor.

  The dwarfs, the king of the dark elves, and the fire people, picked a table by the window.