Looking at Li Lin's expression, Luo Man smiled bitterly, without talking about any conditions, and even without asking for due assurance, he just opened his mouth and told his secret. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Listen to the little secrets that are clear and obviously not confided in a hurry, and the discourse that is not mixed with the slightest emotion. Li Lin couldn't help but make an evaluation of the person in front of him: the posture of a hero!

When thinking of the other party's easily imaginable growth environment, the ghost in the depths of Li Lin's eyes became even stronger.

……

Rohmon looked at the empty room and the only thing left on the wooden table after the other party left. After hesitating for a long time, he pulled the cork off.

It's a tube of a disgusting pill that looks like pus, and it's even worse when opened.

If this is left on the likes of Roberts Jr., it will definitely be killed and not drunk. But this thing didn't look like a good thing at all, and Rohmin only hesitated a little, and then tilted his head and did it, and his heroism far exceeded that of the people of India.

To be fair, the water of the Ganges is simply weak compared to this potion. As soon as the pus entered his throat, Rohmin felt his whole tongue paralyzed, and then he could no longer feel the smell of the potion, for it was as if a soldering iron had been thrown into his stomach, and then the soldering iron grew arms and legs, and he began to tap dance merrily, and even scratched his internal organs.

Compared with the severe pain, that little nausea is nothing~~

[Is it poison?! Rohmon was a little desperate, and it seemed that he had made a mistake. Then there was a sharp pain, and he fell to the bed with a thud, and soon lost consciousness.

Hero.

Although he has a high opinion of Romon, Li Lin has no intention of getting rid of him.

Li Lin's attitude is to let him go, even if he spoils this rotten world, what does it have to do with him, who is actually just a passerby? Besides, the other party may not have the ability to stir up the world on this side, in the final analysis, his starting point is too low.

Besides, this thing is not as valuable as imagined. After the disaster in the previous life, whether it is the overlord who dominates one side or those celebrities who have fallen, which one is easy to mess with?

In such a chaotic era, let alone a hero, in fact, the hero bear, and even the male protagonist are the same, and they may fall if they are not careful.

is just a Romen, and he can't arouse Li Lin's jealousy at all. Moreover, Li Lin did not do nothing.

didn't kill the other party, just because Li Lin wanted to stick to his own way, and the news in the other party's mouth was worth his life, of course, that's all.

The potion left behind was both a gift and an obstacle, and whether Rohmon drank it or not had little to do with Li Lin, and the deal between the two sides ended here.

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shines through the window, shining on the chaotic wooden bed.

I don't know how long it took, but the curled figure in the corner moved, and then the amplitude grew. As if in a nightmare, Rohmon sat up as if he were in a different world.

There seemed to be still the burning pain in his body, and Rohmon looked at his hands in disbelief, he was still alive, and he had won the bet!

It was only then that he realized how bad the air in the whole bedroom was, and a thick fishy smell lingered around his nose. And the source is actually himself?!

Pushing open the small wooden window, the fresh breath of the morning immediately hit his face. After enduring the pain caused by the pus, his whole person seemed to be a little different.

The dull feeling in his chest was gone—and even the wounds on his body didn't seem to hurt so much.

The reborn Rohmon looked at the scene outside the window, outside the house was a low grass, and the window frame was hanging with withered yellow vines, although it had already entered the winter, but perhaps because of the unknown methods of the owner of the manor, the crow mage, although many of the plants in the manor had withered yellow, they were still not completely silent, and even many of them still had that touch of green, exuding a charming fresh smell, just like spring.

Taking a deep breath, a hint of excitement appeared on Romon's face for the first time, and of course he noticed the biggest change in his body, the rich fighting energy, and the comfort that seemed to envelop his whole body as long as he wanted to—the level he thought would be enough to trap him for a long time was actually broken through by a small tube of potion!

At the knight level, he Rohmon turned out to be a real knight, a knight who was only 19 years old!

A cold wind blew, and he looked again, and in the distance was a sparse grove, and at the end of the grove was the tall walls of the Crow Manor, strong enough to defend against any incoming thieves, even the private soldiers of some nobles.

But what if it's a war between countries?!

Rohmon burst into laughter, losing the luck he had thought of hiding in a solid fortress and the panic he felt when he was imprisoned. The same things and things, but now the feeling is no longer the same!

Unlike before, he was desperate for chaos now, because that was his only chance to take power!

"Your Excellency." A voice came from behind him, and Rohmon turned to look at the door, which turned out to be the maid who had been taking care of him all these days.

"This is what the Baron has ordered me to pass on to you." The young maid looked at him with some reluctance.

Rohmon nodded, not paying much attention to the look on the other man's face.

A swarthy crosssword, a delicate horn bow, a ring, a leather purse, and, of course, a change of clothes.

Luo Men first opened the money bag, and inside were a few gold coins and some silver coins, which was nothing to Li Lin as a lord, but it was also rare to see a noble concubine like Luo who had nothing but his name. At least for a long time, he didn't have to worry about daily expenses.

Dropping the money bag, Rohmon picked up the cross sword and looked at it, it was pitch black, perfect for use at night, and I don't know if it was painted or the material itself.

The blade of the sword was very sharp, and with a slight force on the fingertips, a touch of blush poured out. There was no sign on the body of the long sword, but the whole sword and the sword body were as smooth as new, and the edge was extremely sharp, just like the horn bow, and at a glance it was not an ordinary color.

"Thank you, Lord Li Lin, for me." With a little force, Rohmon pushed away the young maid who ran over and screamed at the sight of the blood on his hands.

He stretched out his finger and flicked it on the sword without care, and the sound of the bell was crisp and pleasant, and at the same time it broke her heart.

"Good material." He exclaimed, not looking up. "It's time for you to go, and you won't need your help with the washing after that." (To be continued.) )