The remote area of Zilvaza, an ancient underground trading city. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIt's crowded with all sorts of people, most of them come here to pick up some rare magic equipment, but it's dark and complicated, and everyone wears a mask of hypocrisy to make secret deals.

"Is there really a rare White Night Stone here?" a man in a hooded black robe quietly shuttled through the dungeon, and the deep and bright eyes hidden under the black robe shimmered with a moving luster, which could be seen at a glance even if he was hidden in the deepest darkness.

"It's a ...... feeling," he said, like a loose horse, making his way through the crowd with the slightest movement, and into a dark corner.

In the corner of the wall, where the light was not lit, there was an old man squatting, a humble stall selling some shabby antiques, and in front of him stood two young boys with the coat of arms of a guild on their bodies.

"Grandpa, can it be cheaper?"

The boy Kusr looked at the white night stone in the black box in the old man's hand, his clenched fists oozed cold sweat, and the slightly swollen green tendons relaxed, as if he was waiting for an important answer, he wanted to get this unique white night stone too much.

"Well, I can't negotiate!" the shrewd old man refused, and his abacus was very accurate.

Everyone knows that in this mysterious underground trading city, even if the price of rare items is high, no one will want them.

The flow of goods in the underground trading city is realized through the trading channel system, of course, the seller can directly exchange the goods, and can also set up stalls. And this old man in a coarse linen coat with scruffy hair set up a stall similar to a fixed price auction shop, because there is no exchange between items in the stall, and only money can be used to buy directly.

Cousin's little friend Feng Lin pulled him and whispered in fear: "Cousin, let's go! We can't afford this White Night Stone! Moreover, the transactions here are all unsightly......

How could I give up like this? This is a special White Night Stone, one of the rare Philosopher's Stones. Kusr thought anxiously, stubbornly standing still and refusing to move a step, stubbornly like a calf that couldn't pull it.

"Yo! This is a rare variety of Philosopher's Stone!How do you make a price?" the man walked over happily, looked at the white night stone that shimmered with a light white shimmer, and nodded in satisfaction.

"500,000 silver shell coins! No bargaining!" said the old man silently, a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"No! I saw it first!" said Kusle, who had no idea how he had the impulse, and without thinking about it, he opened his throat. In an instant, all eyes were focused on the pale boy, a chilling gaze that pierced Khussl like an ice pick in the cold winter.

There was a soft thud, and the people dispersed with a bang, acting in a panic as if they were hiding from a terrible beast. Then, three arrogant and strong men walked over with exaggerated steps, and the man led by shouted fiercely: "This White Night Stone belongs to me!"

After saying that, the man who was on the left side of his face with a big scar smashed down a stack of money and arrogantly threatened: "Do you know who our boss Hera Evil is? Why don't you hurry up and hand over the White Night Stone to us, unless you don't want to live!"

"It turned out to be Lord Hera Evil of the Grizzly Claw Guild!" the old man stood up with a panicked expression, carefully picked up the black box containing the White Night Stone with both hands, and handed it to Hera Evil with trepidation, bowing his head, not daring to offend in the slightest.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed the old man's right arm, sneered, and said, "Don't worry! ”

Hera's evil and sinful temples burst with green tendons, and she burst out: "Where did the scum come from? You dare to spread wild in front of Uncle I? Are you tired of living, there is nothing that Uncle Ben wants that he can't get." ”

"Hmm! The scum revenge the evil uncle, the villain Allen. The expression on his face was barely visible due to the obscuration of the black brim.

"White Night Stone, Uncle Ben is going to decide!"

Hera evil wants, even if he grabs it, he will get it.

"It's not right to grab hard, don't you know the principle of first come, first served?" Alan grinned, looking like the kind of sunny youth who had no heart and no lungs. Even if he doesn't have a smile on his face, he is gentle and elegant, he doesn't show anger, and he is not arrogant or domineering at any time.

Kusr had already broken out in a cold sweat, his mind was blank, and his breathing rhythm was disordered.

The old man was old, his trembling hands accidentally dropped the black box to the ground, and his cloudy eyes were full of uneasiness and fear. Everyone knows that Hera Evil is a famous villain, and few people provoke him, not because he uses the title of Grizzly Claw Guild to do evil everywhere.

The two attendants behind Hera's evil body immediately picked up the White Night Stone, and also beat the old man fiercely, spitting saliva: "It's really a cheap bone, if you break the White Night Stone, you will look good, don't pick it up quickly." ”

Kusr lifted the old man up in fear, and a shiver spread through his senses.

"Kusr, let's go!Grizzly Claw, we can't afford to provoke ......," Maple whispered.

The strong sense of shame made Kusr particularly angry, where could he still hear the voice of his partner, he stood up with angry eyes, and said fearlessly: "Robbers, you are still members of the regular guild, such behavior is outrageous, quickly return the White Night Stone to the old man!"

Ahhh

In the blink of an eye, Alan dusted off his hands and deliberately spread his hands, as if to say that it wasn't me, but he did just beat the two henchmen who wanted to come forward and beat Khusr to the ground, and they were so painful that they rolled on the ground.

"Did you see that?" Feng Lin couldn't react, and his face was frightened. This scene is a little too scary for a girl.

"No!" Kusr looked at Hera's iron-clad face in disbelief, and his heart went to his throat. "Oh no, Hera won't let us go!"

Hera thundered violently, roared and pulled out the long iron rod behind her back, applied additional magic to it, and slammed it into Alan's head.

The old man ...... frightened, sat on the ground, and forgot about the pain.

Facing the long iron rod entwined with flames as crimson as raging as blood, the sharp aura was dominant, forcing the air to rattle, and even the old man who had no deep strength could sense the angry murderous aura in it, no wonder he was terrified to the extreme.

Bang~~~

The huge explosion shook half of the underground trading city, and with the powerful impact spread, the explosion immediately flooded the ground, this blow was really terrifying, it can be seen that the evil of Hera of the claws of the grizzly bear is not in vain, not to mention this amazing magic, just the magic attached to the long iron rod can use such a staggering effect, it has to be a little intimidating.

"Haha! burn it clean!" Hera looked up and laughed like a demon without humanity, and his exaggerated appearance was like that of a madman in a mental hospital.

"The furious beast is really not easy to mess with, and it is only to this extent that he catches and bites whom!" In the flames, Alan single-handedly flicked away the flames that surrounded him and the three people behind him, but the black robe he draped over was burned to pieces by the flames, revealing his face hidden under the brim of his black hat. The simple clothes could not stop his own unique bold temperament, and the conspicuous jet-black hair was hedgehog-like to show a warm feeling.

Hera was so angry that she couldn't beat one place, and she wanted to pour out all her anger and slaughter this extremely unpleasant-looking scum, but she was hesitant a little by Alan's negative shaking of her index finger.

"Are you wondering why I was able to block your flames? Hmm! Fire attacks are basically ineffective to me. Alan pulled the black robe that was almost burned on his body, frowned, exhaled deeply, and then turned to look at the three people behind him, and asked with a smile, "Are you all right?"

They were speechless in surprise and shook their heads like puppets. However, the two henchmen lying on the ground were not so lucky, covered in scalded red blisters, and their consciousness had long been washed away by the impact of the explosion.

Seeing this, Hera still had scruples, he had never seen anyone catch this trick and still be unscathed, just burn out the robe, which was still too slow for him for a while.

"Who the hell are you, which guild?" Hera suppressed his anger, and no longer dared to underestimate the man in front of him.

Guilds, in this world, are common social organizations among the same professions, and their most basic function is to provide some tasks for various professions to obtain money, and their members have considerable stability. Although each guild has a different organizational structure, division of authority and responsibility, and rules and disciplines, they all have a common point of contact, the guild platform system.

Therefore, the guild's reputation, leaders, and membership size are the three most critical factors for a guild.

"I'm just a very ordinary person, my strength is very weak, which guild is willing to want me?" Alan shrugged helplessly, put on a very pitiful look, and took his right hand into the small burden hanging behind his waist for a long time, and suddenly smashed a smoke bomb that had not been used for a long time on the ground.

Bang Bang~~~ A large amount of gray smoke surged up, obscuring all vision. With a few swishs, Alan took the black box containing the White Night Stone, pulled up Kusr and Maple Grove, and they waited for the opportunity to escape, shook off the angry Hera and stood in the smoke, gritting his teeth and swearing secretly: "I will never send you all!"

In the dimly lit dungeon, they ran desperately all the way, shuttling between the shadows of the candlelight. Panting, Alan didn't pay attention to the front and suddenly knocked down a man, he rolled on the ground and covered his forehead, and the pain in his heart hit his head.

"Why don't you look at the road......?

"I'm sorry...... I didn't mean to......"

With the flickering of the fiery red candlelight, Alan finally saw the person's appearance clearly, and the uncontrollable surprise made his hands tremble slightly. At that moment, Alan hugged him with joy and cried, patted him on the back fiercely, his eyes sparkled movingly, and his mouth kept chanting: "Long heaven...... Is it really you......"

Chang Tian looked at the person in front of him silently, his stunned expression was so light that it seemed to be scattered at the touch of a touch, and then he exhaled slowly, his lips twitched slightly, and he asked word by word: "Do you know me?"

He had been in a coma all day, and he had a big fight with the very good-natured Yan Huo, the cause of which was nothing more than what Yan Huo had talked about behind his back and with the man he least wanted to be involved with, and at that time he was even very pessimistic that this time he had come to the Pascal Empire to carry out the mission entrusted by the patriarch was a terrible conspiracy. After all, the trial of the crown prince of the Council of Magic is imminent, but what does it have to do with him?

Unfortunately, he couldn't convince himself, his mind was too confused to think, and he followed the conversation of a few thick men on the street, and appeared in the hidden black market trading dungeon of Zilvaza City.

"Isn't it the same person? Or are you amnesia...... There can't be anything wrong with this familiar breath. ”

"I'm just here to see what weapons are right for me......"

Under the quiet darkness, Alan stared at him dumbfounded. Kusr's screams kept coming to his ears, but he couldn't hear them, his head was too noisy.

It's a really far-fetched greeting, probably because he knows the other party's character, and his heart is like a Baiwei bottle being knocked over, and he doesn't know what it tastes like, and the slow-pulsating nerve shock wave is intermittent, comparable to the complexity of alternating current.

A slightly restless aura looms in the darkness around it, tugging at the air, forming an invisible stream of small hurricanes.

The terrifying underground trading city is filled with an aura of disgust, as if countless demons are staring at them, grinding their saliva fangs and rattling. The dungeon had no basic facilities, flickering candles hanging from the walls, emitting a faint yellow light, blurring the vision and blurring the masks disguised in the darkness.

"You really can't remember?" Allen's gaze drifted in the darkness, dim, and a sense of loss appeared on his somewhat pale face.

......

"Kusr, let's hurry back to the guild! don't stay here for long, you could get into trouble at any time. Maple Lin looked at the desolate ruins at the exit of the underground trading city in fear, and he couldn't imagine that this was once a bustling fighting arena, except for the vines and plants with hideous faces and claws entrenched here, there was nothing to catch the eye.

Likesr politely apologized to Alan and bluntly said that he would come to their guild when he had time, and that they would be hospitable and reciprocated, and then they hurried out of the arena and disappeared from sight.

Facing Allen's anxious expression, Changtian always felt a kind of familiarity.

The night blurred Changtian's face, but the dilemma at hand was whether to trust this person or not. Suddenly, a certain nerve in the depths of his memory beat faintly, and a vague fragment flashed, but he still shook his head: "I'm sorry...... I don't remember anything. ”