Li Zhenshu didn't know why Roland asked this, but it was obvious that he must have mastered the secrets related to the territory, and his brows couldn't help frowning as he looked at the corpse lying in a pool of blood.

Characters like Karui have been solved, and it is difficult to solve any problems.

Looking at Roland carefully, he couldn't find the answer he wanted, he didn't seem to want to point it out, and he didn't even worry about killing him at all.

After all, he is now in the realm of gods and demons, and he is a big level higher than him.

The two of them sat like this halfway up the mountain, as if they had been old friends for many years, and said some light words without any gold content.

Li Zhenshu really didn't have the heart to kill Roland, whether it was Roland's ability or his threat, Li Zhenshuo was not afraid, even when Roland was at his strongest, he could always faintly feel that Roland would not kill him.

The two of them talked a lot, from the things of their hometown to the mountains of their hometown, the river of their hometown to the women of their hometown, and even told some jokes about their hometown.

For a whole day, Li Zhenshu wasted his precious time on this mountain range, and as the black curtain enveloped the entire continent, he stood up, feeling relaxed all of a sudden, "I should go." ”

Roland followed suit, "I should go too." ”

"I'll be away for half a month. Li Zhen trembled and said, but there was no response for a long time, turned around and saw that there was no figure behind him, and laughed indifferently, he had never been so calm, for Roland, he had a sense of competition and affinity in his bones.

Roland is stronger than he thinks, and sometimes, a person's strength cannot be judged by rank.

Fifteen days.

It seems like fifteen centuries have passed.

Li Zhenshu knew that he was under a lot of pressure to go out this time, and it was uncertain whether he could return to Isenghe, but he had to go out.

The tree moves the dead and the person moves, and if a person does not move, he will only be trapped to death.

"He should have been killed. Li Zhenshu muttered softly, he knew that he wouldn't, in a strange time and space, Roland needed a fellow countryman, and he also needed one.

It's too lonely to be in this world.

The slanting sunlight shines directly on the whale tavern, and before you know it, only the tail is left in the summer, and it gradually enters the short autumn time.

It is said that autumn is an autumn tiger, and this sentence is not false at all, the high temperature of Emerald Ridge during the day can roast a duck alive, and the night is a terrifying cold period.

At this time, the merchants of the wasteland would always take advantage of the precious daytime and spend most of the night in the Emerald Palace to take stock of the day's business.

"Malevolent ghost weather!"

The merchants were always chattering and cursing the damn weather, but they refused to leave the Emerald Ridge for half a step, and with the continuous improvement of the technology of the Temple of the Dead, coupled with Rodman's exploration in the Endless Abyss, there are now many merchants who have stepped out of the realm of Isengard.

Despite their crudely approaching industries, they are absolute trailblazers at least compared to being curled up in a cage.

Of course, more people are still doing cargo transit business, with the convenience of space tunnels, and the strong support of Emerald Ridge itself, as long as their vision is not too narrow, they can basically make money.

In this way, they cherish the daylight hours more and more, and although the sun in the sky is like a poisonous fireball, the merchants who come and go on the Emerald Ridge are still comparable to ants.

The heat in the wasteland is unbearable, but the whale tavern is extremely clear, and there is even a faint cold, in the gaps between the bones of the big whales, from time to time the cold air bubbles out, and if you take a closer look, you can even see some extreme ice slag.

Polar ice, also known as extreme ice, is similar to extreme metal, produced at a depth of kilometers in frozen places, and a small piece the size of a palm can last for a whole day even if exposed to the scorching sun.

Naturally, it has become the first choice for the whale tavern to cool down from the heat, in the ice slag, you can vaguely see a touch of black, like coal embedded in the polar ice, where there are these black ice cubes in the room, the temperature is terrible, and you can even see some water droplets on the wall frozen shadows.

Black ice, produced in the icy layer of the endless abyss, is an extremely cold thing that cannot be melted under the scorching sun.

At this moment, at the bottom of the Whale Tavern, two ogres dressed in thick leather coats struggled to push open the heavy door, revealing a completely frozen room in front of them.

If you look closely, this room is actually made of black ice.

The ogre's eyes were wide open, as if he were enjoying what was in front of him as if he were enjoying the beauty of the beauty, and when he looked at it, it was a row of fine wine buried in the ice.

Rum, Depth, Fifty Years, from the Royal Family of the Cold Iron Kingdom, Treasures!

Barley wine, high wine, seventy years, from the royal family of the Red Copper Kingdom, mixed with some of the blood of Warcraft, treasures!

Totem spirits, high-purity wine, exclusive to the beast clan, from the Rhine lion clan, lost, treasure!

On the flat row of wine shelves, each row is extremely accurately marked with the concentration, origin and grade of these wines, just a glance makes the two alcoholic ogres drool.

The big nose twitched violently, but he couldn't smell the slightest smell, and shook his head in distress, "The boss is really blessed." ”

An ogre next to him also smiled helplessly, in Isengard, who could have such a huge wine cellar, if you look closely, there are at least three hundred bottles of rare wine, and there are even a lot of special things that have been lost.

Almost here, there is a whole continent of fine wines.

The first floor of the Whale Tavern is a good wine, but compared to here, it's rubbish.

The two of them did not dare to slack off, endured the cold, carefully carried a black bottle in, put it more carefully under an empty wine cabinet, and then took out a note from their pockets, picked up a quill and wrote quickly.

"Demon Fire, high wine, refined and fermented with demon blood, produced in the seventeenth layer of the Endless Abyss Fire Demon District, treasure!"

After writing carefully, for fear of missing a word, he cautiously asked, "Help me see, Miss Morel told us that this is what we wrote." ”

"That's right!", the other ogre nodded ambiguously.

"What should be!", the ogre asked angrily, and seemed to answer very problematicly, "There can't be anything wrong with this matter, yes, don't forget how our last one left, this is a fat difference, and if something goes wrong then, our brothers will have to get out." ”

Although it was just a seemingly insignificant trifle, the two of them felt more terrible than the sky falling, and carefully compared it several times, and then confirmed that it was correct before pasting this note on the back of the wine cabinet, and then as if they were afraid that something would be wrong, they looked at it several times before walking forward.

I kept rummaging through the wine cabinet, and suddenly my eyes lit up, and I saw a note pasted in front of me, "Jasmine wine, produced by the butterfly family, low-alcohol wine, rich and long-lasting wine, extinct, treasure!"

Seeing the word treasure, the two of them were more careful, took out a sheepskin bag from their waists, and gently twisted the cap of the bottle, and immediately a unique jasmine fragrance diffused.

The two of them twitched their big noses violently a few times, for fear of wasting the fragrance, but they kept in their hands, and poured the wine bottle against the sheepskin pocket and quickly poured it down.

The eyes of the two people stared closely at the sloping stream, and their hands clutched the pockets and bottles, for fear that a drop would leak out.

After about half a minute, seeing that the sheepskin bag was full, one person held up the wine bottle, and the other person quickly covered the sheepskin bag, and after everything was ready, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Don't waste time, you have to prepare two things for the boss, and for a moment Miss Morel will be angry, and we have our good fruit to eat. ”

They glanced at each other and walked quickly towards another wine cabinet.

"These are two sets of clothes, and the inside is inlaid with a magic circle, which can keep out the warmth. Morel's voice came from the room, and he was putting away two sets of clothes, one black and one white, "This is coffee and cocoa, I put a label on it, master, you have to save a little, this is only a month's amount." ”

Next to the clothes, there have been a lot of bottles and jars, in addition to the luxury of coffee and cocoa, more medicines.

Prevention of high fever, prevention of heat stroke, prevention of altitude sickness, detoxification, magic infection, and even a few bottles of first aid medicine.

"I'm not going on a trip, why are I preparing so many things?", Li Zhen smiled helplessly, since he came back from the Caucasus, all his time has been occupied by Morair, and he doesn't even have time to deal with merchants.

Ever since he knew that he couldn't follow Li Zhenshu anymore, Morel put almost his entire mind on Li Zhenshu's luggage, from ordinary cocoa to the necessary World Tree map, as long as he could think of it, he sorted it all out.

Anyway, Li Zhenshu has a space key, and he is not afraid of more things.

"These things are unique to Emerald Ridge, and I don't know what kind of world it is outside, maybe I won't be able to eat a full meal. Morel puffed out his little mouth, his eyes rolled wildly, as if he was still thinking about something that he was not prepared for, "By the way, wine, this is inseparable." ”

As he spoke, he looked towards the door, and saw two ogres cautiously walking in with three wine bags.

Morel snatched it, examined it carefully, and after dismissing the ogre, he admonished, "It's a light jasmine, a medium wine, and a reserve-like high rum, and I've labeled each one, don't make it wrong." ”

Li Zhen nodded, picked up the information of Jade Ridge casually, looked at it carefully, and let Morel toss in his room, listening to the instructions from time to time, he would simply deal with it.

I was really impatient, so I said a few words, and soon it was Morel's number that fell, and I didn't have a temper at all.