New Harogas is getting a little messy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When the news of Hardinson's death came back, the whole city was like a bolt from the blue, and everyone was stunned. No one thought that Hardinson's outing turned out to be a point of no return.

Over the course of several years, the inhabitants of New Harogas were brainwashed by Hardinson into exploiting the dark side of the human heart into devout believers. In this age of lack of gods and religion, Hardinson became their spiritual leader entirely.

As soon as Hardinson died, several other powerful people in the city did not even disagree, but found Nordink and anxiously interrogated the truth. Just as New Harlogas was in chaos, Lan Wu strolled into New Harlogas wearing a black cloak that covered his head and feet.

As soon as he entered the city, Lan Wu's brows furrowed slightly. The city is so familiar that it can be vaguely discerned that it was built according to the urban layout of the Harogas, but it is much smaller in size, less than a tenth of the size of the Harogas. But what made him frown was not the layout of the city, but the smell of the city.

It was an indescribable smell. The whole city is filled with this smell, Lan Wu has just entered the city, he feels his blood churning, and his heart is about to move, as if he has not seen a woman for many years, and at first glance he saw a beautiful woman who is picked by him, and he can't help but have an impulse.

After thinking about it for a while, although he was not interested in Hardinson, Lan Wu admired this former barbarian elder quite a lot. This method has won the essence of the cult organization's missionary work.

First throw out the very tempting purpose to attract the curious people who eat melons, and then use this special drug to charm the hearts of the melon-eating party. In the immediate aftermath of the catastrophe, everyone was terrified and lacked spiritual support. Wanton indulgence is in line with the avoidance that humans usually choose to avoid when faced with an incomprehensible calamity. Over time, the melon-eating party also turned into faithful believers, following Hardinson wholeheartedly.

Lan Wu frowned, lowered his head and walked towards the tavern not far away. This is the worst possible outcome. Believers, if you say it is good, you are a good person who believes in the truth, and if you say it is bad, you are paranoid. In particular, these suspected cult believers in the new Harogas have no way to communicate at all. If you question it, you'll probably be put on a firewood pile in the next moment, enjoying their angry insults while praying that the fire will be more violent, so that you won't suffer too much sin. In his eyes, these people in the city are passers-by.

It's a matter of life and death.

Pushing open the door of the tavern, a dull atmosphere suddenly rushed towards him. There were quite a few drinkers inside, and there weren't many empty seats left. Both men and women are drinking at this moment. After drinking all the wine in the cup, he was irritated and invited the maid to serve the wine.

Lan Wu's arrival did not cause the slightest wave. Hardinson advocates absolute freedom in the new Harlogas. Except that you can't kill people in the city, nothing will be restricted. Of course, believers who share the same firm beliefs rarely cause trouble. At best, it's just a fight and a fight, and then sit down and enjoy it under the other people's words.

"New here?" The tavern owner asked as he wiped his glass at the bar and looked up. He has gray hair, is not young, and has a lot of experience. Just by listening to the footsteps, you can tell if the other person is an acquaintance.

"A glass of ale." Lan Wu sat on the thick wooden chair and casually threw a small bag of gold coins on the bar, about twenty pieces, which may not be enough for a meal, but a glass of wine is more than enough.

"Not enough." The tavern keeper looked up at the small bag of gold coins on the bar, and lowered his head nonchalantly. Now supplies are extremely poor. Ale is even more expensive than meat. What's more, now the entire Arrete Plateau has basically returned to the original barter trading model. Gold coins are also only circulated among a few powers. Equipment is the hard currency of the new Harlogas.

Lan Wu was stunned, and then laughed. Indeed, Diablo and Barr left the Arret Plateau with demons. It is estimated that only one millionth of the original number of demons remains. Gold coins are certainly not good in the barren Arrett Plateau. There is no equipment that can be affordable, and it is a good thing that can improve the survival rate.

"What about this?" Lan Wu lifted his hood, revealing half of his face. With a thud, a blue dagger landed on the bar.

This small sound fell on the ears of the others, and everyone looked at them in surprise. At any given time, the weapons are much more high-end than other equipment in the same class. A blue ** dagger is now worth almost as much as a golden boot or glove of the same level.

Several maids saw Lan Wu take out a blue dagger, and rushed over, intentionally or unintentionally rubbing their plump breasts on Lan Wu's body, trying their best to seduc.

Lan Wu was in the warm fragrance of nephrite, still indifferent. It's not surprising ****** this concentration. He feared that the smell of the city would make him lose his mind if he was tempted.

It's just a blue dagger, which is more than forty levels of garbage. I still planned to forge exclusive skill equipment. It comes with an Assassin skill.

It's cheap, it's not good.

"Go away, go away." A good-looking young girl stepped out of a small door behind the bar, and with a dark face and a coquettish face, she drove away the maids.

Suddenly, there was a flirtatious whistle in the tavern. All kinds of words that made Lan Wu unable to look directly came one after another.

"Messiah, take him to your room and drain him of what's on him." This is schadenfreude, lest the guy who is not chaotic in the world will make a coax over there.

"Dear Messiah, he can't satisfy you, take me with you. I will make you reluctant to leave me. "This is the guy who had an intention on this Miss Messiah but didn't hook up.

"Don't go to the room, it's here. We're going to make room for you to come out in a big and comfortable place. "This is a guy with a special taste.

Lan Wu sat motionless as if he were wooden. The fall of New Hallogas was completely beyond his imagination. The atmosphere is extremely open, and I am afraid that the island country on the earth is far behind.

"Messiah, take him to your room." The tavernkeeper smirked and scolded, reaching out to wipe the bar, and the blue dagger disappeared without a trace. Then he shouted at the drinkers who found the excitement: "Get out of here, my daughter will never show you in vain." ”

Lan Wu Muran. Well, still underestimating the fall of the new Harogas.

"Follow me." The Messiah smiled skillfully, and hooked his hand generously towards Lan Wu, causing the other men to laugh rampantly. This action directly stirred their hearts, regardless of the few female drinkers and the few maids who surrounded them.

Lan Wu saw that there was an uncovered meeting here, and quickly got up and climbed into the bar. Nothing-cover-big-will be too exciting for him, an otaku who eats marrow. Or face this Miss Messiah alone.

The Messiah smiled and took Lan Wu's hand and walked through the small door, through the backyard, to his room. As soon as the door closed, she smiled charmingly, her pink tongue slowly licked on her lips, raised her right hand and shook it: "Five pieces, you can enjoy me to your heart's content." ”

Lan Wu laughed dumbly. Five pieces of equipment are insignificant. But God knows how many benefactors this Messiah has had, in case something is sick...... There are no condoms in this world.

Seeing that Lan Wu was indifferent, Messiah proudly raised his white chin: "Don't doubt my charm. Not even the angels could resist my charm. ”

Lan Wu's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth turned slightly. I was lucky to find the clue so quickly.