"Brother Silver Cunning, I still don't know something."

"Brother Carney wants to inquire about the Wind King?"

"Exactly, Brother Silver Cunning is really a good return, and he broke it in one word."

"I'm sorry, but there is only one sentence I can tell my brother below, staying away from everything in front of me is the only way to save my life. The more you know, the more you participate, and the more you receive, the faster you die. ”

Silver Cunning made it clear that he didn't want to tell him anything about the Wind King, and it would only backfire if he pressed it step by step. Now there are two paths in front of Zhou Yu, one is to accept Yin Cun's suggestion, rot the secret in his stomach, and go away and let him avenge himself; The other is that Yang Feng Yin is violated, two-faced and three-stabbed, on the surface he accepts the proposal, and continues to peel off the cocoon and explore the truth behind his back.

The tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, will he really keep his promise when he turns back? Not necessarily, the most valuable thing in the Borderlands is trust, and the cheapest thing is trust. Because from the experience of several years, trust can be traded.

"Brother Silver Cunning, I also have a proposal below. Why don't we talk about it? ”

"Oh? Please! ”

The fake silver cunning did not take the bargaining of the Grand Governor as a matter of urgency, but showed a curious look on his face. There will always be a curtain between two people who know and flicker, and neither will risk tearing it.

"The secret will rot in my stomach until I go to the grave with me. In exchange, the matter of revenge is handed over to you, although I don't know if you did it deliberately or by the way, but it is not a problem. By the way, I also want to remind Brother Yin, do it quickly, and count with your fingers, he is the only person on this continent who knows that secret! ”

What the Metropolitan Governor said was true, the day before yesterday he told Diao that the path of the silkworm was wrong, even if that kid followed the vine and followed the map, he would not be able to reach Solasia. Therefore, if the fake silver cunning wants to be unaware, the first priority is to destroy the old fish.

"Naturally, I don't have to worry about this, I know what is going on. Please continue! ”

"I'm going to add one more condition."

"Why is Brother Carney bargaining with me?"

"Why? With that, he can bring down the spirit and the fire king. ”

Standing a meter away, the fake silver cunning was stunned for a while, his lips opened slightly and snorted a few times, the look on his face changed from disbelief to doubt, and finally stopped laughing.

"Haha, hahaha! Brother Carney, foolishly thought that he had drunk too much alcohol today. I didn't expect you, I didn't expect you... ”

He clutched his stomach and laughed so hard that he had to lean his back against the wall to keep his balance.

"Is it that funny?"

"No, I... You... ”

The fake silver pointed at Zhou Yu slyly, and his fingers trembled like a beckoning cat at the door of the hotel. The Governor didn't want to interrupt him, after all, there were times when the beauty of an adult was far better than a charcoal in the snow. Perhaps, people have not heard such a funny joke for a long time, and even so, it is better to stand in place with your arms crossed, smiling and accompanying him.

"Brother Carney, I really admire and admire you."

After a long time, the person in front of him recovered from the state of supporting the wall, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the corners of his mouth, and continued the conversation between the two.

"What do you admire me?"

"I admire your braggart skills."

"Oh? Then you should probably admire my other ability. ”

"What are the other skills?"

Zhou Yu took out the magic ball from his pocket and shook the tennis ball-sized thing in front of him.

"W-What is this?"

"Why don't you come and listen to it?"

The fake silver cunning put his ears on the magic ball, and at first there was only the sound of whirring wind. Suddenly, there seemed to be some ghost inside, roaring, roaring, struggling to make a terrible sound, scrambling to get into his ear. He didn't move his head away with all his strength, his whole head was about to explode, his face was full of pain, and his eyes were black and white, and there were skeletons with different expressions flying everywhere.

The demonic nature of the Demon Sealing Ball is effective against the talents of the Borderlands, and it has no effect on Zhou Yu at all. If it weren't for the previous reminders from Chanta and Zangduo to stay away from the magic ball, he wouldn't have known that a small round ball actually has the effect of stealing people's souls, if he accidentally let this thing get close, he would lose his soul and be confused for several days, and at worst he would enter a deep coma and hypnotic state.

Seeing that the expected purpose was achieved, Zhou Yu twitched his hand and put the magic ball back to his chest. Leaving a dumbfounded Serra standing in place, her eyes, which were already completely white, slowly appeared black, gradually enlarged from the size of sesame seeds, and finally her pupils returned to their places.

"Y-What did you do to me?"

"You didn't do anything, you want to do something with me, right?"

"What's that, what's that, that's in your hand?"

"This, this is called the Magic Ball."

"Sealing the magic ball?"

"Yes, the Demon Sealing Orb is Thoraxia's artifact, and only the supreme leader of the human race there deserves to hold it. Inside, it's the soul of the elves, so you have to be careful. If you don't pay attention, you'll die! ”

Zhou Yu said it lightly, but when she listened to it, Serra was full of white sweat on her back. This thing is too evil, the feeling of being scattered just now is definitely not an illusion, I pride myself on being determined, bold and resolute, but in front of that little magic ball, I lost consciousness in an instant, and almost collapsed on the spot.

It's a terrible magic weapon.

What's even more terrifying is the treasure bearer behind it.

"Y-Who the hell are you?"

"Didn't you just say that? Isn't it clear enough that the supreme leader of the Thorathian Terran deserves to hold it? ”

Zhou Yu put away his cheap smile and coated his face with a thin layer of frost. When he came to Dubancia, he was constrained by Wei Ya along the way, and he swallowed his anger and endured humiliation to steal his life, just to go further. Now, in front of him is Butterfly City, and he has already met with the python, the broken horseshoe crab, the strange bee, the silkworm, and even the old fish and the fake silver cunning, and even explored the secrets about Nika, Paris, Xi'er, Cuo Ling, Anthony, and 139.

It's time to put away the kite string in your hand.

"You—You're the king of the people of Soracia?"

Serra's face was full of incredulity, and the contempt that had just been shown was swept away, and it was difficult to find half a point on his face.

yes, no one can believe it. A dirty, lame man, hiding like a lost dog, is actually the king of the people of Thoraxia? But he had to believe it, because what people were holding in their hands was definitely not a toy, and even the heaven-sent suits that Dubancia relied on might not be able to match.

"Let's just say that the king of people is still the king of benevolence, it depends on the action."

"Then why did you come all the way to Dubancia?"

"I—I'm here to find someone!"

"Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for a friend's daughter, she's probably so, so tall, she's fair, she's got big eyes, double eyelids, a high nose, and she always likes to pout and have a little stick in her mouth."

"You, you...

Serra staggered, and this was the second time he had leaned against the wall today, the first time due to laughter.

"Could it be that Brother Sierra has seen this girl?"

Zhou Yu decided not to play dumb riddles anymore, Yin Cunning must have been killed by you, and then the dove occupied the magpie's nest. What do you call a dead man by his own name? Either cover your ears and steal the bell, or help and abet the abuse.

"It's clear that you're talking about her!"

As soon as she said this, Zhou Yu was sure that the one she in Serra's mouth before was the same person as the one Diao Silkworm had told her, which confirmed that the "big event" planned by Serra was related to Nika.

"What he, she, it's, I don't care. I'm only responsible for finding people, and I'll kick out all the stumbling blocks that stand in my way. Brother Serra, you wouldn't be so ignorant, would you? ”

In just a few minutes, the two seemed to have changed positions. The originally domineering Serra is now like she has lost her mind, and Zhou Yu, who just pretended to be stupid, is now showing murderous intentions.

"Sierra doesn't want to be an enemy of Brother Carney."

Serra was not very human, and after a brief loss of sex, he quickly adjusted his mind, and he rubbed his palms together and covered his mouth. Pondering slightly, the contemplation between his eyebrows appeared, and he was able to sweep away the haze in an instant, showing people with a beautiful color.

"Brother Sierra is really a hero, and it seems that he didn't pick the wrong partner. Well, I'm qualified to talk to you about business now, right? ”

"Brother Carney, please speak, you must know everything and say everything!"

It was already the dead of night when he came out of the palace, and even the palace gate guards were reduced to four, which showed that the entire Tanuki City had fallen asleep.

The Governor wrapped his collar and took off his waistcoat and hat at the corner of the street, and put his hands in front of his mouth, discerning whether the foothold was in front of him or behind his head. Although there was no biting cold wind, the lack of a brazier for heating, the coolness gushing out of the back still urged the sparse mole crickets to hurry back to the nest, and continue to wander on the road, and be careful to freeze to death on the streets.

Unlike Anthony, Serra's recognition of Zhou Yu is still high. After all, the first meeting of the two on the wind wheel left a good impression on each other, and the influence of preconceived ideas was deep-rooted, and the business was matched.

Serra was a bit of a boss at first, but it was all because of the difference in status, and he didn't need to bargain with a guy named Hanako, he just had to give orders. But when the Grand Governor showed his status and identity as the king of the Sola people, Serra realized that the deal was his own gain.

Although until the time when the Metropolitan Governor left, he still thought that bringing down Cuo Ling and Fire King Chi was just a slogan, and many beauties in the country were in trouble, and when they woke up from their dreams, a few people were still there, and his head was pinned to the waistband of his trousers for nothing more than a smile at the beauty. Now, is it still a bad thing that someone comes to add weights?

It's just that he used to dance alone on the tip of the knife, but now it has become two people dancing together. Although it cannot be ruled out that the comrades-in-arms will eventually become rivals in love, at least before they go to Tianyin City, the two can be intimate and morally support each other. The so-called Infernal Affairs may have this meaning.

However, only Zhou Yu himself knows best that it is impossible between him and Nika, just like with Samanda. The most unreliable and dangerous thing in the turbulent era is love, and before he has absolute strength to control the field, all he can do is to keep his distance from all the people he loves or those who love him.

Love in prosperous times, lonely sails in troubled times.

"Wei Ya, wake up."

"Oh, Carney, you're back?"

"Let's go, let's go?"

"Going, where are you going?"

"Butterfly City!"

On the way to Butterfly City, Zhou Yu was still repeating the last words that Serra said to himself before parting. "The current Dubancia is like a meat steak roasting on a blazing fire, countless people are eyeing and ready to move, and there is only one real winner, maybe the fire under the meat chop."

What does that mean? Zhou Yu didn't ask, and Serra didn't explain. Both of them tacitly knew that since they had made up their minds to do it, and they were sure that it was not a barbecue stove, they had to fight their way out to eat meat.

The agreement between the two has only one practical content: to meet again, it is a friend and not an enemy.

After more than a month of trekking, I finally arrived in Butterfly City.

Butterfly City is more prosperous and mighty than Zhou Yu imagined, just looking at the towering towers and the ants shuttling like weaving, even if you add up the Tanuki City, the Meandering City and the Evil City, it is less than one-tenth of her.

It is worthy of being the first city in the south, a fortress city leading to the central passage.

Zhou Yu and the three of them walked on the streets of Butterfly City, the streets and alleys were brightly lit, and light became the most stingy commodity here. Fire is used to the extreme here, and there are hundreds of things that can be illuminated alone. There are ordinary stoves, braziers, torches, hanging lanterns, red candles on the table, sparks drawn from one corner of the building to the other, and the mouths of the talented people in the streets and alleys, throwing them in their hands, on their heads, under their feet, and around their bodies.

This should be the city that never sleeps. In comparison, the city where the power system was repaired can only be regarded as a family area where electricity came.

"Carney, it's so hilarious! Let's go over there, shall we? Zhou Yu couldn't resist her, and was forcibly dragged to watch a song and dance performance.

The liveliness that children like is nothing more than some tricks to fool people in the eyes of the Metropolitan Governor, and the so-called various performances have no real material, and are completely achieved by blinding methods or smearing some insulating liquids and powders on their bodies. On the food street of three steps and one stall and five steps and one store, most of the food sold are some fried and fried snakes, insects, rats and ants, and the really good ingredients have already been wrapped by the five clans and big buyers from Tianyin City.

Ordinary people want to eat some clean food, it's like a fantasy. Besides, even if there is a dazzling array of food on the counter, how many people can afford to eat it? After all, the hardest thing for mole crickets is the way to make money. For officials and businessmen, this is the most important thing. As long as the officials are willing to seek rent, there will naturally be people who buy power to come to the door, which is the most primitive matchmaking platform, the originator of P2P.

Seeing that Wei Ya riding on 139 was tired of playing, Zhou Yu took her to the second most spectacular place in Butterfly City - the gate of the palace. The first place of magnificence is the giant alloy gate that leads to the central passage, which is known as the Turtle Gate.

When the door is opened, it is shaped like two turtles facing each other. When it closes, it resembles a turtle carrying a weight on its back, hence its name. On the Turtle Gate, I don't know if it was a huge impact during the Great War of Heaven and Earth or a long time, leaving traces of time. In short, there are countless cracks on the two giant doors, and from a distance, they look like broken and spliced and pasted blue and white plate dragon pattern celestial ball bottles.

"Stop, who's coming?"

"Oh, I'm looking for someone in charge."

", what is the main thing for a man named Hanako? Be careful that Lao Tzu will discount your other leg for a while. ”

The guards in front of the palace in Butterfly City were as brutal and brutal as ever. However, most of the governors have long been surprised by this kind of normalized ugly face. It is the security guards who are fiercer than the armed police, the auxiliary police who are fiercer than the security guards, and the urban management who are fiercer than the auxiliary police. If something happens, there will naturally be a unified explanation of it: this person is a temporary worker, and we people who have a plan don't know about it!