Shortly after returning to the carriage, Vikily tried to get rid of the silk wrapped around her right leg, but it was as difficult as annoying chewing gum, and she managed to squeeze all the silk in her hand, but her fingers were firmly glued together.

Cooper, sensing Vikilic's troubles, took a torch from Draenor's back and held it in front of her.

"Hey! You old man wouldn't want to light a fire, would you? That's going to burn me to death! Vicilico hurriedly withdrew her arm and shouted at Cooper.

"Don't shout! The torches have residual grease on them, and you'll be able to get rid of these bad things in no time. Ignoring Viklico's concerns, Cooper took a handful of the torch and removed the silk from Viklico's palm in two or three clicks.

Vikily was relieved, it seemed that the experience of the elders was much more reliable than her own intelligence, but the oxidized grease really didn't smell good.

Cooper tore a rag from the side of the carriage and wrapped it in spider silk, perhaps when the annoying things would come in handy.

The group drove the carriage towards the desolate Gobi in the distance, and the figures of the tomb robbers appeared in front of them again.

"Jeanne, slow down a little." Draenor poked his head out of the carriage and shouted to Jeanne on the carriage seat.

It looks like things are starting to get better, and now that the weapon is in hand, there's nothing to worry about, so the next thing is to try to negotiate a deal with the tomb robbers.

He turned his head to look at the thin man who was slumped in the carriage, and from this point of view, he was as weak as an earthworm that had just been dug out of the ground, and he had been showing off his might when he was glued to Lege's side, and the word dog fighting human power could not be more appropriate for this guy.

The man had messy black hair, which looked like it hadn't been properly washed in months, and had all been attached to the top of his head, except for a dark brown cloth that was wrapped around the door of his head so that the bad hair would not obscure his vision.

Although the voice in his voice could tell that he was in his early twenties, judging by his shabby clothes and overly indulgent facial muscles, he looked like an uncle who was about to go through menopause.

"Uncle! Thank you uncle for saving my dog's life, and I will definitely let my uncle treat you well when I return to the town! The thin boy known as Condell by the leader had his hands firmly on the ground, and his head kept knocking on the floor like a chicken pecking rice, and even if his forehead was hit with blood, he didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

I have to say that this kid is at least a little self-aware, although there are some uncomfortable bad problems, but at least he knows how to be grateful. Draenor really wanted to let the kid settle down, but seeing that he was covered in mud, he simply withdrew his hands and didn't intend to help him up.

Although it seems that this kid's words are from the heart, there is still no time to relax.

It is not difficult to see from the encounter with the spiders that the tomb robbers are not only stupid but also unusually timid, but the more timid the people are, the more threatening they are at some point, and even if they do not want to fight, they dare not guarantee that the other party will not hurt the people in the carriage out of defense.

"Vicky, Cooper, we're going to need to put our weapons away for now. Get ready to smile, we're going to send this 'envoy' back to their place. Draenor said as he tucked the gun back into his holster, lifting his coat to cover the hilt of his sword.

Led by Jeanne, the carriage slowly stopped beside a withered tree, and although Delano was tempted to take Condell hostage to negotiate terms with the tomb robbers, it would only spur hostility to the other side, who were just wretched creatures forced by life, and it was only a long way to make them friendly and make peace.

The tomb robbers were very confused when they saw the carriage return to them again, believing that as long as they were normal, they would choose to take advantage of the chaos to escape at the first time. Although it was not clear what exactly happened to that spider territory, the fire that rushed into the sky had made these people somewhat understand the outcome of the matter.

"Mr. Delaenor, they haven't pulled out their weapons yet, but it's best to be careful." Jeanne squinted at the tomb robbers who were standing within ten meters of her, turned to the carriage and said.

Things are indeed as he imagined, and the other party must have a little awe of his group compared to suspicion, plus saving Condell from the spider's mouth, as long as this group of tomb robbers is still a little grateful, they should choose to trust themselves.

Draenor paused for a moment, then waved a hand towards the carriage, turned to the young man lying on the ground, and said, "Your name is Condell, right?" Tell your companions that we have little interest in the treasures in the tomb, that we all seem to be civilized, and that we hope both sides will lay down their arms and have a good talk. ”

Of course, these words only apply to the ideal environment, and Draenor knows that even if the other party has a large number of people, they can't even solve those stupid spiders, and the advantage is undoubtedly on their side. He can't fully understand the other party's mind, and even if he wants to make "both sides lay down their arms", he still needs to leave a way back for himself.

Draenor turned to Vikiriko and whispered to Vickiriko before getting out of the car, "You stay in the car, and if something goes wrong, you know what to do." ”

Vekiriko nodded, drew her spear from behind her and waited in the carriage, and Draenor nudged Condell and led him out of the carriage.

The moment his vision widened, he first observed the situation of the other party, there were twenty people in total, except for Condell beside him, there were three less, it seemed that those unfortunate guys had been reduced to a spider's meal.

Condell, by contrast, is much luckier, hoping that he can get some shit luck on himself. Draenor let out a long breath and picked up Condell and walked towards the tomb robbers.

When the distance between the two sides was less than five meters, Draenor pushed Condell forward, and the young man staggered a few steps on the ground, and after staring back at Draenor for a few seconds, he immediately ran to the leader's side.

The bearded strong man pursed his lips and slowly walked in front of him, Draenor noticed that he slowly raised his right hand and put it to his mouth, and the man named Leg also whistled when he set off before, did he still decide to do it this time?

Draenor stared at Lege's expression tightly, this strong man was within the range of Viklico, and all he needed to do was to find an opportunity to draw his short sword and strike first.

Who knew that the strong man suddenly narrowed his eyes and leaned forward sharply.

"Ahh!!h Well...... Condell! How long has it been since you kid took a shower! Leg kicked Condell's ass aggressively, then pinched his nose and landed his eyes on Draenor.

"Twice, young man, it seems that it was right to spare your life before. I admit that my behavior is no different from that of a robber, but as I have said, we are only greedy for money, not murder, although you saved my stupid nephew Condell, but don't expect any extra payment, this money will be used to feed the neighbors in the town......" Before he could finish speaking, Kandell came to the side of the leader Leg, and said something into his ear, Lege's expression seemed to become clearer, he touched his beard and continued.

"But maybe we can trust you and your group, the favor will always be repaid, get in the car! Come back to town with us! ”

Draenor finally breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to see that Vikiriko had also withdrawn the spear behind his back. It seems that these townspeople who are forced to engage in tomb robbery are very different from the Unona gang they met before, and although they have done some shady things, they at least maintain the final moral bottom line - not to kill innocent people as much as possible.

He saw Leg put away his weapons and lead the group to turn around and climb onto the horse, and simply returned to the carriage. Cooper didn't seem to care about the rare peace, he just wanted to get his boots back so that the soles of his feet wouldn't be burned by the hot grit. Vickyri, on the other hand, was pleased with the opportunity created by Draenor, after all, there was no harm in making enemies in this strange land.

The kid named Condell was also an olive branch thrown by the group to the townspeople, so as to avoid an outcome that neither side wanted to see, but also to leave a way back for themselves.

Draenor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, reached out and patted the roof of the car, "Jeanne!" Get this carriage moving, we have a new place to live! ”

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