Ron and Moses sat down at a table near the door of the tavern.

In the middle of the tavern, a bard preaches his travels around the world in a muffled voice, not loud, but with a strange melody, and the bard's voice still comes to his ears clearly in the midst of the noise.

Moses' gaze swept across the room, and as he swept past the bard and several figures in the corner of the tavern, his whole body tensed involuntarily, and the whole person was in a state of readiness at any time.

The dangerous aura exuded by these people made people faintly uneasy.

"Relax. Ron took a slight sip of the wine brought by the waiter, it was strong, like a line of fire burning from his mouth directly to his stomach.

"Those people are strong!" Moses' tense body relaxed slightly under Ron's reassurance, but his eyes were still on the men.

The people who could make Moses say this do not necessarily mean that these people can beat him, at least it means that these people have the strength to make him face it.

Walking into a tavern casually in the City of the Long Wind, it seems a bit unbelievable that you can meet a few people of this strength.

"If there weren't a few powerful characters, it would be impossible for this Changfeng tribe to occupy such a large territory. ”

Ron closed his eyes as if listening to the bard's singing, and after a moment he slowly said, "Those people are not the best, the real ones are the boss behind the bar." ”

Hearing this, Moses subconsciously glanced at the bar of the tavern, the middle-aged man who was not good-looking, was smiling and bartending, his body was slightly blessed, and he couldn't see any strong momentum at all.

Ron closed his eyes for a long time, then suddenly opened his eyes, "Get ready to watch the show." ”

Moses was stunned, not knowing what Ron was referring to, but he quickly stared.

The two guests, who were a little dangerous in his perception, staggered towards the bar with their wine glasses in their hands.

The two seemed to be a little drunk, and they spilled wine on several people along the way, and also bumped into several guests, which caused a burst of scolding, but fortunately, the people who drank here were quite restrained, so it did not cause more riots.

The two staggered to the bar, where the owner was wiping a wine glass and didn't seem to notice the approach.

"Boss, ...... again Give me...... Have a glass of wine and put ...... You guys are here...... Most...... Good wine...... Give me...... Take...... Come here!"

Because they drank high, both of them were a little slurred.

"Wait a minute, both of you. The boss gently lowered the cloth and wine glass in his hand.

Behind the bar, there was a wine cabinet covered with walls, and a ladder that could be retracted, and the owner stepped on the ladder with his back to the two of them, as if he was about to get the good wine from the wine cabinet.

At this moment, two drunken drunks suddenly showed a fierce light, one suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a stream of crystal clear ice arrows, and the other flew out of his sleeve with a red light, which shot out.

The ice arrow and the red light were about to hit the target, and the boss, who was originally a little chubby and slow-moving, suddenly disappeared from the stairs.

Ice arrows and red light struck the wine cabinet full of various wines, shattering several bottles of good wine, and the wine bubbling out of the broken bottles exuded a rich aroma.

The originally noisy tavern suddenly quieted down as if the mute button had suddenly been pressed, and even a few really drunk drinkers suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and became sober.

The momentum that suddenly erupted from the two drinkers was too terrifying, and the cold killing machine was like two cold ice blades slashing between the tavern, making it almost unbearable for a while to bear the coldness in the air.

Ron shook his head secretly, this kind of temptation that he didn't even know the strength of the other party could only give his life in vain.

The two drinkers who were suddenly in trouble, after discovering that the sneak attack was unsuccessful, immediately changed their faces and prepared to retreat.

At this moment, the bard in the center of the tavern suddenly let out a faint scream, and the two of them froze, and their retreat was half a minute slower.

When they recovered, they suddenly found that it was dark, and when they looked up, they saw a black shadow of despair looming over their heads.

The tavern owner suddenly disappeared from the wine ladder, and he jumped above the heads of the two of them, and his body suddenly swelled several times, turning into a small mountain.

Then, like a falling star, it suddenly fell down and smashed directly on the top of the two heads.

Moses suddenly grew his mouth, and the two guys who were evaluated by him as powerful were made on the ground by the huge bar owner, judging from the huge size of the boss, the two people who were pressed under his ass by him obviously only had air in, not air out.

The barkeeper stood up from the ground, his body slowly shrinking, and he returned to his normal appearance, still with a warm smile on his face, and if he hadn't seen this horrific scene with his own eyes, Moses would have almost thought he would have been dazzled.

This tavern owner, who looked harmless to humans and animals, was able to explode with such terrifying lethality in an instant.

Moses' gaze passed over the tavernkeeper's body and fell on the bard's, and if it weren't for his scream that stared at the man for a moment, the two men might have had a chance to escape, or at least not die at the same time.

"Don't be afraid, this tavern is the property of the Thunder Hammer Divine Envoy, two jumping clowns, I hope it won't affect everyone's mood for drinking. ”

The tavern owner smiled and ordered the two waiters who had hurried to clean up the messy bar and the blur of flesh, and then shouted again.

"There was a little accident in the tavern today, which frightened everyone, and I invited everyone to drink a glass of wine, which can be regarded as making amends for everyone!"

There was an immediate cheer from the crowd, most of them did not have too good eyesight, the battle broke out so suddenly, ended too quickly, they did not realize the strength of the two who died, and after hearing that they could have a free drink, they immediately began to party.

Only in the corner of the tavern, there were a few people, and the hands holding the wine glasses were trembling slightly.

After the tavern owner eased his clothes, he personally brought the wine to the drinkers present to make amends, but when he came to Ron's place, the boss poured Ron a full glass, and suddenly said, "The two of you look a little raw, but they are from out of town?"

"We have come from the north, ready to go to the Holy Mountain of Blood. Ron took a sip of his glass.

The tavernkeeper's gaze seemed to inadvertently sweep over the emissary mark between Ron's eyebrows, and he asked in some surprise, "Your Excellency is the emissary of the Bloodfang Tribe?"

"You know the Bloodfang Tribe?" Ron asked with a smirk.

The tavernkeeper smiled and sat down at Ron's table, "Of course I know, if I really want to talk about it, my ancestors are also members of the Bloodfang Tribe. ”