"There is a mountain in the north, and there is a village in the mountain, and everyone in the village is happy and happy......

"Orcs are badas, robbing houses, eating and lazy, and doing all kinds of evil......."

.......

The soul fire in the eyes of the dark night was beating violently, and the huge hood of the mage robe on his head was staring at the little child passing in front of him, and he didn't pay attention.

"Orcs, what does it have to do with them..."

The night walked towards the stream that ran through the village, and he wanted to see if he could get out of this place, this strange village, from which he had come in.

He walked along this stream for a long time in the night, there were still stone houses and lively stalls on both sides, he knew that he had not gone out, he was checking his steps, he had walked thousands of steps, and when he came in, he had not taken so many steps at all, which showed that this point did not work at all.

"There is a mountain in the north, and there is a village in the mountain, and everyone in the village is happy and happy......

"Orcs are badas, robbing houses, eating and lazy, and doing all kinds of evil......."

"Huh, again?"

Two children with their mouths singing like nursery rhymes brushed past the night again, and the night did not block their way, nor could they stop them at all, staring at them and running away.

Circulate!

Space circulation, he glanced around, it was still where he was standing just now, on the other side of the stream was still the middle-aged uncle who bought meatloaf and the old woman selling cloth shoes, and in front of him was still the mottled wooden bridge, which was full of mud and dirt and remembered the wooden festival in the night.

"I can't get out even if I'm tired, the necromancer actually hit a ghost, it's really ironic!"

The night is not walking along the stream, this is a cycle of dead ends, the night has never met a ghost hitting the wall, I just heard about it in my previous life, and I know a little about its principle, similar to a kind of space folding.

In their broken academy, there is no such high-level mage as the space department at all, and the space master on the Enlightenment Festival is still borrowed from other places, and he can't find anyone if he wants to understand.

For ghosts and evil ghosts, it is generally just a confusion of people's spirits, and this situation will not occur at all, and nearly a hundred ghosts have been caught near the town in the dark four years, and there are no lonely ghosts and ghosts with this ability.

With the spiritual power of up to 8.2 in the night, their ability to confuse is pediatrics in front of him, maybe he goes up to a mental shock, who confuses who is not necessarily.

After analyzing it for a while, I felt that this was a bit like a combination of spiritual and spatial spells, if it was really a person or an unknown powerful demonic beast, it would not be an existence that could be touched by his level.

Spiritual mages are already rare in their academy, just one Simbede plus his teacher Jialan, and this space department has none.

Rare means unknown, and unknown also means powerful!

"No matter how you go, it's here? There are roads in all directions, and there are no roads in all directions, can't you let Lao Tzu go and visit here?"

The bloodshot eyes of the night stared at the only red light in the village in front of him, and also looked at the girl in the emerald smoke shirt who was half-leaning on the door, the brothel!

The only brothel in this village, who would have such a thing in an ordinary village?

It's just immoral!

But there is a contradiction here, and the night goes in any direction of this village, and there is always a road ahead, but no matter how you go, the final destination is this place, and the starting point is also here.

He passed by here seven times, and each time he could see this dimly lit place, and each time he could see the prostitute in front of the door.

Sometimes the exposed prostitute 1 was there, but seven times she passed by, this prostitute in the emerald cigarette shirt 1 was there!

The dark night took a serious look at the two prostitutes and girls in different clothes, this emerald smoker is definitely the most beautiful, and this charming and boneless temperament is more than half a chip better than the red-clothed prostitute 1 girl.

And this girl in the emerald cigarette shirt was so lonely at the door looking left and right helplessly, staring at the night with even more pitiful eyes, there was no guest!

The night also shook his head, no one could see his face under the dark fog of the mage robe, and his whole face could be said to be a little hideous.

"Is it the kingdom of God or the devil's cave, it seems that I am going to break through today in the dark night, do I want to be happy before I die? It seems that this brothel must be visited today. ”

The dark night bowed his head and muttered, and strode towards the place of dim red light, to see what the number of this emerald cigarette shirt prostitute 1 was, and it was not a pleasure to kill someone, so she had to be such a mother-in-law.

He walked up to the girl in the emerald smoke shirt who was leaning next to the door, staring at the "inhuman" who was about the same height as himself in front of him.

The girl in green stared at her helplessly for a while, and her delicate little face was even more pitiful, probably frightened by the mage robe whose face she couldn't see clearly in the fog of the night.

"Aren't you waiting for me? I'm coming?"

I don't have any thoughts of prostitution at all in the dark night,! Is there a fate for this weird place today, or is it a different thing, and there is still a thought of that kind of thing? And this beautiful woman in front of her, is it not necessarily that people still say that it is not necessary.

"Dry.... What for?"

This girl in a green smoke shirt clutched her robe tightly with both hands, her hands showed her muscles because of nervousness, her eyes were a little wide, and she was a little frightened, and she looked at the dark night and said.

"Isn't this a place where men like to come?"

The night looked at this weak and pitiful woman, whether she was pretending or not, or whether she was really temperamental, saw that he was timid, and said a word to her.

"Hmm,..... Yes!"

The girl in the emerald smoke shirt didn't dare to look at the dark figure in front of her, and nodded towards the night against the lintel and replied.

"Haha! Yes, let's go! Go in and do errands, see you so pitiful, there are no guests, I support and support your business, don't be afraid of no money, serve the good master tonight, all the gold coins in my pocket are yours." ”

After finishing the night, he squeezed the third-level withered leaf poisonous spider demon core in the mage's robe as a gold coin bag, and pulled the girl in the emerald smoke shirt towards the door, and even staggered the girl.

The small courtyard is not big, but it is also a style, the outside looks all stone structures, there is nothing new, and the interior has a cave, there is quite a kind of song pipe pavilion sound is fine, swing courtyard night sinking feeling.

Small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and rockeries, bamboos and green leaves, and the sound of the flute, it can be said that it is a paradise, who would have thought that this strange and dangerous East Desert North Mountain Range, as well as this pure land?

Of course, it would be better without that heavy wheezing and roaring.

After the dark night pulled the girl in the emerald smoke shirt in, she stopped there and frowned a little, not because the scenery here is very different from this mountain village, but the sound!

The sound of the flute and harp is right, and the sound of the panting is not wrong, if there is no such sound in this place, it is not right, it is the sound of roaring!

This big brother is also too fierce, even if this mountain village is weird and unreal, but this voice is really a bit nonsense, it is almost enough to roar for a while, why is there no head, and the louder it is, the louder it is.

The dark night turned his head to look at the green-clothed girl he was pulling, the hand felt really good, the hand was like a soft wattle, ten fingers were slender, gentle and delicate, warm, not a ghost!

"Shouldn't you take me away? I don't know which room to go into, and it's not too good to disturb other people's good things if I get in the wrong way. Hey, hey!"

Dark Night took the hood of his mage robe off his head, revealing his wet hair, and said to the green-clothed man in front of him.

At this time, the girl in green had already passed the panic at that time, her eyes were full of glow, and she stroked the sleeves between her arms generously and walked towards the attic above.

Said to the night: "Little master, come with me, our boudoir is on the top, and below is a dirty place to put some living sundries." ”

Listening to the high-pitched roar in his ears again, he stared at the dim window of the attic opposite, turned to follow the girl in the emerald smoke shirt in front of her, and said to her teasingly behind her graceful figure: "That red-clothed is your sister?

The girl in the emerald smoke shirt listened to the night say this, turned back to the night and laughed "giggle", and the night couldn't help but admire this beautiful face.

This prostitute is like a naughty young lady next door, winking at the night and saying: "It's all the farming style in the village, it's either hunting or farming every day, isn't it normal to be strong, isn't it the little master?"

There was a sneer in the heart of the night, and finally met a "person" who was not a repeater, he walked around this town for almost eighty laps, this is in addition to the little girl who gave him a candy bar at the door, and a person who can continue to chat, this is definitely not a good place!

No matter how you walk, you will point here, no matter how you go around, you will return to this starting point, how can it be an ordinary brothel?

Even the woman in front of the brothel was too beautiful, and in the sewer world, he had never seen such a beautiful woman in this industry.

The dark night looked at the woman in green in front of him and suddenly said, "By the way, I don't know what your name is?"

The woman in the emerald cigarette shirt was puzzled for a moment when she heard the night say this, and pointed her finger at the bulge on her chest and said to him, "Ahh.....h

The dark night nodded to the opposite window, "The woman in red?"

The emerald cigarette prostitute nodded, and replied to the night, "Hmm!"

The night stared at this woman who was looking forward to it, and said seriously: "Definitely, there is a woman like you in this world, how can you not remember the name." ”

The girl in the emerald cigarette shirt covered her mouth and giggled again, and after laughing, she gently pushed a wooden door beside her with her hand, squinted her pair of crescent eyes and said to the night: "Here it is! ”