The snake head felt that he had too many flowers, and his expression was deliberately and naturally nervous, and his feet moved, feeling that his thoughts were seen through.

It's really quirky, with all kinds of birds, and an owl with white hair on its head.

The fat mare outside looked up from time to time to glance into the house, and if it wasn't for the forage, it was suspected that it was a sapient creature.

The wonderful chick who was suffering from high fever also looked very strange, and the look in her eyes did not look like a vision at all, as if it was a lump of delicious food.

The black crow that fluttered and landed on Li Zhenshu's shoulder, he had never seen a crow without eyes, and he really didn't know how he found his shoulder accurately.

Especially the thumb man who climbs on his shoulder, this kind of thief does not spare even the wealth of his master, and their notoriety is not in the slightest that of bandits in the wasteland.

The head of the snake has seen many people, the nobles in the high, the scoundrels in the alleys, the noble princesses, the galado kings, and even the robbers who have scurried through the wasteland.

It can be regarded as well-informed when asking yourself, but the black-robed human in front of him can't see through it, and his half-squinted eyes can't see the slightest evil.

"I have to leave!", the head of the snake pouted dryly, not knowing what to say, "Don't worry, I'll take control of the slaughterhouse as soon as possible." ”

"I believe in your ability!", Li Zhenshuo stuffed the two golden hooves into the other party's pocket, "Go out and do some work, I can't let you work in vain." ”

In the past, the head of the snake wished that his pocket could stuff more golden hooves, but now he felt heavy.

It was as if these golden hooves were going to take away their lives, and when they thought of the dagger stained with the curse of the stone demon, they wanted to return it but were reluctant.

A few thugs wandered at Lao Li's door, from day to night, glancing at the room from time to time.

More and more birds gathered on the eaves, and the bald eagle, which was only infested by the orcs, rarely landed on this wall, but soon left.

The rain continued to fall for a day and a night, and an autumn rain swept away the heat.

The information brought by the falcon was very sudden, and the gathering of the Wings of the God of War Legion could not be aimed at a small Emerald Leader.

The orcs will invade once every three to five years, thus reducing the population pressure caused by the development of the orcs.

The Great Agate Wasteland is a great battlefield between humans and beasts, and in the collision of the two races, the Emerald Collar and the bandit force that has just been finalized are just a little mouse.

In order to ensure the survival of the Emerald Collar, you must have enough strength.

He didn't have much time, the winters in the wasteland were more terrifying than the Terran realm, and the dynamics of the Wings of War already meant that a new invasion was about to begin.

He didn't dare to guarantee that the orcs would delay it for a year.

This time, Gale City must get the Storm Horn in hand and take advantage of the winter lockdown to build the Hurricane Tower.

One by one, the birds flew away.

When the slaughterhouse was lit up the next day, a dead body was carried out from the side, and a dolomite spot the size of a pigeon's egg appeared on his arm.

Stone Demon Curse!

Instead of being thrown directly into the fire, the bodies were carried and transported to the city guard barracks, where they were said to be cremated en masse.

The figures in the carpenter's hut grew more and more strange, and when the night had just covered the courtyard, a cloud of blood spurted out from the corner of the wall.

A human dressed in a nightcoat fell straight to the ground, a small chopstick-sized cut in his throat, but enough to stop breathing.

Li Zhenshuo sent it to the key space, he didn't want to cause other trouble.

The head of the snake came to the house again in the evening, and "two more people in the slaughterhouse were infected, and the workers there began to flee. He said with great interest, hoping to arouse Li Zhenshu's interest.

Lao Li just nodded slightly, and stuffed the two golden hooves into each other's pockets again.

If it was usually the most profitable business, it only took a few good news to get two golden hooves, but now he was not happy at all.

"What about your birds?", the head of the snake searched for a topic, except for the strange birds that filled the room full of black crows.

"Wings grow on them, how do I know. Li Zhenshu smiled and tasted the hot tea on the side, "By the way, do you have a medicine to treat high fever?"

"No, the medicine in the slums is very poor, and they are all withheld by the city guards, and if you get a high fever, you will either survive or die. The snake's eyes rolled, "Of course, it's not impossible, I'm quite familiar with a few city guards." ”

"Need the golden hooves to do something?", Li Zhenshu put the two golden hooves on the table again.

The head of the snake wondered if the other party's pocket was a bottomless pit, and when he pulled it out, there was a golden hoof, and there was no lower-grade copper there.

"No!", the head of the snake said in a hurry, "Those city guards are scoundrels, and the golden hoof may not be able to do anything if they go in, my friend wants to be promoted to captain, but he has never had a chance." ”

"What do you want me to do?"

"It's very simple, just get rid of that captain, but the means need to be a little more secretive, if you let it be infected with the Stone Demon Curse, everything will be much smoother. ”

Li Zhenshuo put the dagger on the table, "How long will it take to get the potion?" ”

"Soon, I'll send it to you in the evening. ”

It's already night, Lao Li looked at the teapot boiling on the stove, and Francis teased on the side, "It's a banshee, and even this ordinary illness can't resist." He was very proud, even if he was collectively petrified in the witch space, he only lost a body.

Devils never need corpses, they are soulists through and through, and the most proud thing is to collect cutting-edge souls and squeeze emotions for sustenance.

In their opinion, the banshee devouring the soul is the eating of animals, and they are not particular at all.

Of course, the soul devoured by the banshee does not require it, just like eating and drinking, but the taste is different.

What the devil needs is the ultimate soul, greed, anger, jealousy, evil, and the more extreme it is, the more it suits their appetite.

Morel leaned back in her chair, perhaps for the first time she had been killed by a fever as a Soul Eater, she had never realized that her body was as delicate as a human.

Li Zhen quietly enjoyed the noise between the two of them, and the thumb man interjected intentionally or unintentionally, he didn't have much time, but he knew that sometimes waiting was the best way.

When the sky was completely overcast and the cold air on the ground rose, the snake head ran in with a bottle of red and white potion in his hand, "Do not disgrace your mission." ”

Li Zhenshuo opened it and sniffed it, with a fishy smell, he was not familiar with the potion, "Thank you!"

The head of the snake was a little nervous, for fear of finding something wrong, so he put the dagger on the table, and the blade was still stained with blood, "Give it back to you, it is estimated that the slaughterhouse will be about the same tomorrow." ”

Li Zhenshuo put away the dagger, didn't ask much, and went straight to his pocket.

"No, you've already given enough!", the head of the snake looked at the dagger, "I want to ask, do you sell this dagger?"

Li Zhenshuo put the dagger away and took out another dagger, "That one is not for sale, if you want one, this one is fine." ”

The head of the snake froze in place, he just asked casually, "Really selling?"

"Do you think I'm telling a lie?"

"How much is that?"

Li Zhen dragged his chin and pondered, "I don't know, you can estimate the price, and the right one will be given to you." ”

The snake wanted to say a few golden hooves in his head, but when the words came to his mouth, he felt that it was inappropriate, "How about three hundred golden hooves?", he asked tentatively.

Lao Li shook his head, "I'm not interested in the golden hoof, the magic crystal coin, if you can give me one, the dagger will be yours." ”

"Do you want magic crystal coins?", the snake head was stunned and didn't know what to say, a magic crystal coin is worth tens of thousands of gold hooves, "Can you wait for me, it only takes half an hour." ”

Lao Li smiled, "If you can help me take down the slaughterhouse tomorrow, this time can wait." ”

"Don't worry, you will be able to do it tomorrow!", and ran out.

Lao Li lifted the potion and threw it straight into the fire, took out a black pill from his pocket and handed it to Morel, which had just been configured by the witch doctor.

The best herbs from the Golden Delta are used.

Morel smiled and put the pill in his mouth, and there was a faint refreshment coming from his body, and there was a faint fishy smell in the fire, as if there was a smell of sulfur.

This kind of thing he is very familiar with, mandala fragrant kiss.

How could a poison exclusive to the Gale Royals appear in the hands of a gangster.

Francis plucked a feather from his body, rubbed the feather lightly with his dagger, and glanced at the darkness of the night in the distance.

It didn't take half an hour for the head of the snake to have a magic mirror coin in his hand, and the light of the furnace fire reflected an alluring luster on it.

"This dagger is yours. ”

The head of the snake nervously put it in the leather pocket on his waist, and let out a long breath, as if he was afraid that he would accidentally break it.

Francis watched the other party's departing back and soared up to the eaves.

The head of the snake changed into his night clothes as he approached the corner, and ran in the opposite direction of the slaughterhouse, turning confidently in the corner, moving, and wiping the shoulders of the poor.

Quietly disappear into the night.

He was sure that the human had never left, and had not left the carpenter's hut for three days.