Ding Ding remembered the legend that her adoptive father, Aragorn Gonsu, had told her when she was a child, and she was slightly distracted.

She looked at the sword in her hand and shook her head, then she clenched her small hand into a fist and sank down in a cheering gesture.

"Although there is still a long way to go before forging an artifact, I will definitely work hard. Let me experience it for myself! ”

Ding Ding quickly broke free from the pessimism of the legend and regained his fighting spirit.

She skirted the quenching pool and entered a small curved building, which was her new home in the town.

And on the outskirts of the small building, there is a crescent-shaped lake. The area of the lake is not large, but there are many small pavilion corridors and beach loungers by the lake.

This is a leisure place specially designed by Ao Liao, which can allow Ding Ding to have a place to relax after cultivation and forging.

The circular furnace at the bottom of the canyon, the crescent-like quenching pool, the arc-shaped building, and the outermost crescent-shaped lake. With the furnace as the starting point, it is like a wave, layer by layer, layer by layer, layer by layer. From a bird's-eye view from a high place, a pattern that is very familiar to all earthlings is formed - ifi.

The sky across the canyon shone with a brilliant four-colored rainbow light, the light emanating from Satan's four-color elemental tower.

Based on this, people know the location of Ding Ding's new home.

Corresponding to the map of the Summoner's Rift, it is the spawn point of the "Three Wolves" in the lower right jungle.

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The wind and sand on the Bird Blas Plains are still there, but they are much gentler than usual. There were no more millstone-sized rocks flying in the sky, and the wind that could have blown the elephant down had been reduced to a bearable level. The most important thing is that this has been going on for some days.

The Bird Blas Plains is a necessary route between the human kingdom and the beast tribes.

Whenever the windswept sand in spring and autumn waned, there would always be some caravans from the human kingdom risking their lives to cross the Bird Blas Plains and travel thousands of miles to the orc tribes to trade.

Because the orcs need to defend themselves against the invasion of the Scourge Legion, the human kingdoms have always given the green light to these caravans. Not only do you not have to pay customs duties, but you can even get certain rewards after returning to the flight.

As a result, a new profession has also been born - navigation guides. In particular, it refers to those veteran mercenaries who can find the right route in the windswept sands of the Bird Blas Plains, and can guide the caravan and the orc tribe to complete the business. However, many caravans prefer to refer to them as old drivers.

On this day, it welcomed its new guests once again on the desolate Bird Blas plain.

"95271, how long will it take to get out of this damn desert?" A caravan of wind and dust is marching through the endless wasteland against the wind and sand.

"Counting the time, we should be almost in the center of the Bird Blas Plains." It was a leading knight at the front of the caravan who spoke.

"Damn, there's still half the way." The caravan owner muttered and tightened his windproof turban.

Then he turned to the convoy behind him and shouted, "Everyone, follow suit, we are halfway there, and we will have a few days to cross the Bird Blas Plain and enter the territory of the orcs." When we return to the human kingdom, everyone's wages will be doubled! ”

This sentence really worked, and the speed of the convoy increased a lot for a while.

"Boss, why did he call 95271 such a strange name?" A fellow leaned over the caravan owner and whispered.

"Shut up!" The caravan owner scolded softly, "He's the top veteran driver I've managed to get." If we offend him, let's not talk about whether our deal can be done. As long as he gets angry and leaves, our entire convoy will have to be buried on this Birdblas plain. ”

When the guy heard the boss say this, he immediately became scared. From time to time, he glanced at the figure in front of him, for fear that he would accidentally lose the other party's trace.

Seeing his nervous appearance, the caravan owner couldn't help but comfort him: "A convoy led by an old driver, as long as you don't die, you won't overturn." As for abandoning customers halfway, you have to believe in the chastity of the old driver, uh... Professional Ethics. ”

"As for his name...... said the caravan owner, deliberately slowing down and putting some distance between him and the knight.

"It is rumored that he was once a general of the kingdom of Teng Esun. During a war with the Tyrannical Kingdom, his ally, Count Mapin, lost the war by escaping. But after all, the Earl of Ma Pin was the son of Prince Renmingbi, so the guilt of defeat was put on his head. He went from a general to a sinner and was incorporated into the Demon Slayer Pioneer Battalion. The caravan owner paused, "Demon Slayer Pioneer Camp, do you know what that place is?" ”

The guy shook his head.

"It is stationed on a small island located between the mainland and Alcatraz. It's called a barracks, but it's actually a prison. Every year, criminals from various countries are sent to the island and given rudimentary weapons as the first line of defense against demons. And in the Pioneer Battalion, all of them have no name, only a number. ”

"Really?" Something suddenly occurred to the man.

"Well, 95271 is his number in the Pioneer Battalion." The caravan owner glanced up at the knight in front of him.

"Three years, only after three full years in the pioneer camp can you regain your freedom." The boss didn't say much, but the guy could fully imagine what a miracle it would be to survive in such a place for three years.

"Then after he is free, why don't he use his original name?" The guy asked curiously.

"Maybe he wants to cut off the past, maybe this number has a special meaning for him, I don't know this."

Speaking of which, the guy also understood the reason why the boss scolded him.

In any case, the origin of the name 92571 represents a painful memory for the knights.

The caravan continued to move on, and the wind on the plains began to weaken at some point.

Soon, all the sand and dust that had been raging in the air had settled.

Everyone in the convoy took off their sand bandanas one after another.

Drinking water, chatting, and chatting, the dull atmosphere that had been buried in the road suddenly became lively. Only the knight, 95271, frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

"Let's have a drink!" The caravan owner handed the knight a kettle.

"It turns out that on the plain where birds don't, there is still a time when the waves are as calm as today." The boss said with emotion, "It seems that our luck is really good, and the chance of this is probably much smaller than the chance of encountering a storm." ”

"Storm?" The knight repeated it again.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something, and then his face turned white.

"Let's hope our luck is really good!"

The caravan owner heard the uneasiness in the knight's words, and couldn't help asking, "Is there any danger ahead?" ”

The knight shook his head, and he pondered for a moment before replying, "I'm afraid that in the near future, we may encounter a great storm. The sudden weakening of the wind is a precursor to an approaching storm. ”