readx;? In the year 1016, dusk had passed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The sandy field is not dead and silent, the withered yellow barren grass fills the horizon, some areas are sparse, some areas are luxuriant, the occasional exposed sandy soil, like the head of the head suffering from leprosy and hair loss, and the shrubs and dwarf trees can be seen everywhere, releasing tenacious vitality from the barren land, and at the same time revealing a sense of decadence and dilapidation.

When the wind blows, the wild grass is like waves, stretching for hundreds of miles, and the insects, birds, and beasts are roaring endlessly. A flash of fire came out in the center, like a candle flickering in the darkness. It looks like the remains of an ancient oval stadium, half of which blends into the mountain, and the other half that has been transformed into a settlement.

The camp was lit by braziers and lanterns, and was roamed the streets with glowing plants that resembled pumpkins, and the buildings were dilapidated, with the occasional fine wooden building or two, most carved with the logo of a church or chamber of commerce

Pedestrians and busy, ragged beggars, tattooed criminals, and richly dressed merchants seem to have become commonplace.

The tavern is filled with the pungent smell of wine and sweat, vicious bandits are drinking and shouting, gamblers are betting in the ring, and low-key travelers sit in the corner to drink wine.

A woman walked in, she had short brown hair, brown eyes, full and seductive breasts, round and plump buttocks, wearing only a leather bag and a most ordinary traveler's cloak, she walked directly to the bar and sat down, and gently knocked on the iron-cast bar: "Bring me a glass of your most expensive wine here, it must be strong!"

There was a whistle in the bar.

Almost all the men's eyes were focused on the woman.

Such a woman is superior in temperament and appearance, even in this place, it is rare, she appears here alone, and it is inevitable that some people will have a bad idea in their hearts.

When a man with a scar on his face walked over, he showed the money bag around his waist, and a crisp voice came from inside: "Little girl, let's say, how much will I sleep with you one night?"

"No money!" the woman said with a black stick and slammed it on the iron bar, making a crisp sound, "as long as you have the courage to enter my room!"

Scarface's face suddenly froze, because the woman put out something, and it was a simple and black-looking stick, this stick had sharp edges and corners, and it looked like a three-edged steel pipe.

Exorcist Sticks? Demon Hunter!

Scarface retreated in embarrassment, and everyone else was silent.

Because the lights in the tavern are dim, people have only noticed now that the pattern on this woman's clothes is the symbol of the Demon Hunter Guild, this woman is a wandering demon hunter from the Demon Hunter Guild, this kind of person will not be directly controlled by Tianyun City or the temple, relatively loose and free, strictly abide by the Tianyun Code and the Demon Hunter Code, and travel around to deal with monsters for a living, so it is also called a monster hunter.

But a demon hunter is a demon hunter.

It is by no means something that these ordinary people can offend.

At this time, a glass of mixed wine was pushed in front of her, and the brown short-haired beauty picked it up and sniffed it gently, she drank it all without even looking at it, only to feel the hot sensation flowing from her throat into her abdomen, and then bursting out from her body and spreading all over her body, making her wheat-colored face suddenly stained with a hint of redness.

"Good wine, good wine! I didn't expect to be able to drink such good things in such a bad place. The short-haired beauty praised again and again, "One more drink!"

"Sorry, it's a lot of wine, please pay the bill first. ”

A low bass voice remembered in her ears, and the short-haired beauty looked up to see this burly and sturdy man, with dark skin somewhat shiny and smooth, three scars appeared on his left eye, he was wearing a large leather trench coat, a short sword embedded with gems at his waist, and his eyes were extremely aggressive, as if he was braving the cold.

The man is obviously mediocre in appearance, but it gives people a feeling that is hard to forget when he sees it.

The woman was very displeased: "Am I still going to pay the bill?"

The bar owner smiled slightly, "Five Divine Domain Silver Coins!"

The woman's eyes and mouth opened at the same time, and she suddenly felt blackmailed, and immediately slapped the table angrily: "Five silver coins? Why don't you grab it! I don't have so much money! I only have an exorcist stick, take it if you have the guts!"

"This tavern does not accept credit. The barkeeper glanced down at the exorcist stick, "Then take him as collateral." ”

When the woman saw that the bar owner really reached out to get the exorcist stick, her face suddenly changed drastically, and she couldn't understand whether this turtle didn't know that she was a demon hunter?

I was stunned.

The woman struck a lightning blow with her knife, ready to split the tavernkeeper's hand.

Who knew that the tavernkeeper flicked his fingers at the back of her hand with a flick of his wrist.

The woman exclaimed and took a few steps back, feeling numb and unconscious in her right hand, as if she had been struck by an electric shock. Seeing the bar owner in a black leather trench coat put away the exorcist stick and threw it into the bar, he turned his head and glanced at her faintly: "This stick is kept for you, save enough money for the wine and come back to redeem it." ”

The woman's face was cloudy, and the two fought in an instant, and no more than three people could be seen clearly in the entire bar, although she did not officially fight with this mysterious bar owner, but she already felt that the strength of this guy was probably far above her.

A mere tavern owner.

Why is there such unfathomable strength?

"Isn't it just five silver coins, I'll give it to you tomorrow!"

The Demon Hunter drank and paid for his debts, and his weapons were snatched, which would not be a good reputation after all, so he had to grit his teeth and endure it. She didn't dare to stay in the tavern, and left the tavern in a gloomy manner.

"Hahaha!"

"Look at her like that, I guess it's been two days since she became a demon hunter!"

"I can't even take out five silver coins, and this demon hunter is poor enough!"

A new drinker glanced at the boss and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Big brother, what is the origin of this boss?

"All I know is that his name is Viper, and he seems to have just arrived half a year ago. A drunken drunken drinker burped, "As for the origin? Who knows! ”

Staggered, fist striking, gambling gambling, the tavern is lively again.

It's as if it didn't happen.

Because it's normal, it's not a wilderness, it's not a god's realm, it's a buffer zone in between, the so-called fringe land.

The Sandbank Camp is the only settlement on the edges, where both the masters of the wilderness sneak in, and the powerhouses of the gods' realm pass by. Because this place is too close to the Divine Domain, the wilderness forces dare not make a mistake here, and because this place does not belong to the real Divine Domain, the people of the Divine Domain are too lazy to manage here, and over time, this place will become a place where snakes and dragons are mixed.