The tavernkeeper's smile was easily kind, and he let down his guard against him, even though he had just watched him sit down with two assassins in front of him, and Ron didn't sense anything wrong with his familiar conversation.

The owner's name is Kuta who is very talkative, and after a few glasses of wine, Ron probably knows what he meant by that sentence.

It turned out that Bloodfang Gale had told him some of the majestic history of the Bloodfang tribe before, and he really didn't brag about it.

More than 300 years ago, the Blood Fang Tribe not only lived in the Blood Sacred Mountain, but its strength was not weak, and it even produced a nine-scale god general, which was not a silver scale, but a golden scale.

On top of the Blood Mountain, there is a grand altar of Quetzalcoatl, where silver scales can be fused into gold scales by sacrificing blood cores, and at least ten silver scales are required to be able to synthesize a gold scale, and the blessing of gold scales on the divine envoy is more powerful than that of silver scales.

However, in a bloody trial that year, several golden scale gods of the Blood Fang tribe were all fallen into it, which caused the status of the Blood Fang tribe to be left behind, and they had to leave the Blood Sacred Mountain.

The Changfeng tribe already existed back then, but it was far less powerful than it is now, the ancestor of the tavern owner was separated from the large army during that migration, and was finally reluctantly left here in the Changfeng tribe, after several generations of efforts, he finally found a chance to be recognized by the Changfeng tribe and officially joined the Changfeng tribe, which saved him the pain of wandering.

"It looks like the Bloodfang Tribe is about to rise again!" Kuta sighed with some yearning.

Ron took a sip of wine, a little noncommittal, what this Kuta said was half-true and half-false, making it difficult to tell the difference, but the other party obviously wouldn't be specifically here to have a relationship with him, so Ron waited for him to tell his true purpose without hurry.

Sure enough, after talking for a while, Kuta said tentatively: "Since Your Excellency Ron wants to go to the Blood Sacred Mountain, you can stay in the City of the Wind for a few more days, we have several divine envoys on the way back from the Blood Sacred Mountain, the time should be that these days are almost up, they may bring back some of the latest news of the Blood Sacred Mountain, if Ron is interested in those news, when the time comes, you can have a drink with them." ”

After finishing speaking, Kuta paused, hesitated for a while before continuing: "If Your Excellency doesn't dislike it, you can stay in the Shadow Moon Tavern, I still have a few reserved VIP rooms here." ”

"Then I'm bothering you. Ron nodded slightly.

Kuta didn't hide his emotions, and breathed a long sigh of relief, as if a big stone had landed in his heart.

"I'll have your room ready for you to move in at any time. ”

After Kuta left, Ron stared at the glass in front of him, lost in thought.

Although they didn't say anything to each other, Kuta's eyes involuntarily swept over the package next to Moses several times, and inside the package was the statue of Quetzalcoatl after the fusion.

The other party's purpose is this statue?

Ron was skeptical, but couldn't be sure, after all, even Ron himself hadn't fully figured out the secret of the statue.

In the midst of that conflict, Kuta had made it clear that the tavern was the property of the Nine-Scale Divine Envoy of the Windwind Tribe, and others might be afraid of it, but Ron had heard a weakness from it, coupled with the rumors he had heard when he entered the city.

This Thunderhammer Divine Envoy may really be injured not lightly, otherwise where do you need to say this kind of thing to embolden yourself, Kuta killed two assassins with thunder, it was enough to deter those with bad intentions, so why bother to move the Thunderhammer out again.

The night is as cool as water.

The VIP room of the Shadow Moon Tavern was naturally more comfortable than the tribal stone house and tent, and the fire burning in the fireplace kept the room warm and comfortable, and Ron fell asleep early after a few days of continuous jolting.

The Shadow Moon Tavern had obviously never been in the habit of being in business, and it had become the rule for the Shadow Moon Tavern to close early after dark.

After everyone had left, Kuta and the bard sat across from each other in the hall, as if waiting for something.

"What the hell is going on with Lord Thunderhammer?" said the bard's handsome face, which looked a little gloomy in the dim light.

"I don't know. Kuta shook her head, "I haven't seen an adult in almost a year since Lord Thunderhammer returned from injury. ”

"Gash and Bloodwine are both bright and dark, and they have almost completely hollowed out Lord Thunderhammer's full strength, and the key figures of the Changfeng garrison have almost all been replaced by their henchmen, if the adults do not appear again, the situation may be irreparable, they dare to test you with two lives today, and I am afraid that there will be more means tomorrow. There was some anger and some helplessness in the bard's tone.

Kuta sighed, "Recently, several tribal divine envoys have disappeared near the Changfeng tribe, if I am not mistaken, those two adults may have secretly advanced to the nine-scale divine envoys." ”

"So what, it's not like the two of us have joined forces and haven't killed the Nine-Scale Divine Envoy. The bard's eyes were suddenly full of murderous intent, "If they really dare to act rashly, I will kill them with all my might." ”

"It's not that simple, the strength of those two is definitely more terrifying than you think, otherwise the leaders of the Changfeng garrison would not be able to let them go. ”

Kuta's brows tightened, and getting involved in this kind of struggle made him feel very tricky.

"Is there any movement on the other side of the Blood Sacred Mountain?"

"Your Highness......" The bard was about to say something, when the crystal lamp hanging above the hall suddenly trembled slightly.

"It's coming. Kuta tapped his fingers on the table and whispered.

"I'm going to kill them. The bard's face was murderous.

"Don't be impulsive. Kuta shook her head, "They didn't come at me, they were the two upstairs." ”

"They, why are they?" the bard was puzzled.

"Of course, because of the two guys I killed during the day, they didn't dare to continue to come to me to die, but always give me a little color, those two are the best targets, I only came forward to win them over during the day, and they died in my tavern at night, what could be more disgusting to me. ”

Kuta glanced at the bard, who was a little confused, "You want to ask, why am I doing this?"

"That's right, how could you contain two outsiders of unknown origin into this vortex, this is not your style of doing things. ”

"Those two are not simple characters. Kuta picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a big sip, then slammed his mouth and said, "Being able to migrate all the way from the far north to here, and also leveling a few blood beast nests along the way, this is not something that ordinary people can do." ”

"I just hope those two don't move a little bit, don't get blood everywhere, it's not easy to clean tomorrow morning. ”

"What if they're the two of them?"

"Then we can just wait for death, with the strength of the two of you plus these two, this time the blood sacrifice, we will not have any chance of winning. ”

"What if they were killed?" asked the bard.

Kuta's gaze was calm, "That's what damn them!"