Chapter Ninety-Five: Sharp Mouth

Finally climbing down the cliff, Morey's collar was soaked when his feet finally touched the ground. In order to maintain the second magic pocket, the mental power became unstable, and the consumption suddenly increased a lot. Thanks to the fast climbing, if you don't land on the ground again, it is estimated that you will not even be able to control the pseudo-magic pattern for a while.

Moving his somewhat sore shoulders, Morey looked up at the big cliff, even though he had climbed down, he was still a little scared. "It's damn bad, no wonder you need a magic gondola!"

Even if it was a second-order swordsman, there would be no chance of life if he fell from this height, not to mention that this kind of rock was wet and slippery, and it was already difficult to climb. At a height of more than ten meters, they may be able to rely on their fighting spirit to support it, and it is estimated that fifty meters will turn into a cake on the spot, let alone three hundred meters. If you stumble and fall, it is estimated that you will be confused on the spot - in the form of meat sauce.

It took a long time to dig the piece of black iron out of the ground, leaving a two-meter-deep pit, and Morey identified the direction and went to Hanyue City.

Hanyue City was built on the mountain, and it was necessary to go all the way up the mountain along the road. Without the help of the pseudo-magic pattern, just climbing this part of the road made Morey tired enough, but fortunately the distance was not far, and it didn't take long to see the city wall.

"What a beautiful city!" said Morey, standing outside the city, and couldn't help but sigh.

The city is so high that you can even see the surrounding clouds from a distance, and I heard that there is a Calevan Magic Tower in the city, which is known as the closest place to the moon in Talir. Morey didn't pay much attention to these landscape things, and the first thing he did when he entered the city was to take out a small note and look at it, squeezed through the crowd and walked south, counting four buildings along the street, and finally found Aaron's mark behind a house.

This is the marking method that Aaron has negotiated in advance, and there is even a marking method on the note in the wild, in the forest, etc., I have to say that Aaron is really careful.

A pit was dug from the marked position, and sure enough, a small wooden cylinder was found, and Morey's eyes lit up, and he took out a note from it.

'All well'

'Torres Hotel'

Morey thought for a moment, and also wrote a note and buried it untouched, adding a note to the inconspicuous mark by the way, if Aaron could see it, he would know that he was safe.

Aaron did a good job, and it would be a nuisance to be foolish enough to go to that adventure party.

After seeing the mark, Morey's mind calmed. Taking out a cloak with a high hood from his magic pocket, Morey's eyes narrowed slightly, and then disappeared into the darkness of the alley

Hanyue City is a clean, artsy city.

The most common thing in the Iran Plateau is a cloudless and windy day, and the height of Hanyue Castle itself almost passes through the clouds, giving the impression that it is closer to the sky. It is said that many wealthy people who came here would choose a night with good weather and spend a lot of money to climb to the top of the tower to admire the moon. Luckily, this is a deserted magic tower, and if the magician inside were still alive, a fireball would have come.

But in any case, this magic tower has never been demolished, but has been chartered by the city lord, and is now in the business of attraction tickets. The city is very distinctive, both in terms of streets and buildings, and the eaves are generally carved with moire, which is quite dusty. Morey saw that the walls of the house, the cloth of the clothes sold in the cloth shop, the handle of the kitchen knife, and even the tattoos of the roadside thugs were all in this pattern, and he wondered how much they loved the city.

There are really hooligans everywhere.

At this time, not far behind Morey, there was a simple-looking young man who was abducted by a few thugs and led into the deep alley with a frightened face.

"I haven't seen you for the first time in Hanyue City?" said to a thug with flowers all over his body, sitting on the garbage. "Do you know the rules?"

Two other guys were holding the young man on his left and right, both of them big men with a lot of strength. The young man was thin and weak, and he couldn't resist it, so he was pressed there at once, and he could only barely raise his head and weep with a sad face. "Spare my life, I just want to go into the city to find some work to do, there is nothing valuable on me, you just don't see me, let me go!"

"Hmph, you know what this is!?" exclaimed, pointing to a scar on his arm. "This is the scar I left when I fought with someone with a knife! Lao Tzu has seen blood!! If you dare to play with me, you will wait for death!"

"No money?" said another, holding his foot in the young man's face. "Hey, if you really don't have any money, then leave your clothes behind, how much can you use as two copper coins!"

"Hehe, do you want us to make sure we didn't see you?" the last of the three scathed, mocking as he forcibly searched his body. "Let me tell you! We keep an eye on how many people enter the city every day, and where they come from! Hmph, as long as they enter the city, there is no one we haven't noticed!"

Just as he was saying this, a dark shadow that was about to pass by suddenly stopped. "Really?"

"Hehe, of course it's true!Oh, he's hiding five copper coins on him!Hahaha, he dares to lie to us, it looks like you want to suffer a little, right?" the sharp-mouthed thug turned his head excitedly. "Boss!"

But this time, the long face of the sharp-mouthed thug suddenly trembled in fright. "Boss?"

The boss, who claimed to have seen blood, was being pinched by a man in the mouth, and one hand was held there. And the boss had already rolled his eyes at this time, and there was still a piece of brick residue on his head, which had obviously been bloody.

"Who are you!?" the thug grabbed a watermelon knife and rushed at Morey in a rage!

However, it was the boss who was picked up in response to him! I only heard a muffled sound, and this guy flew three or four meters with the boss and his two front teeth, and finally hit the wall heavily, and he was foaming at the mouth without knowing it.

Seeing the tragic condition of his companion, the sharp-mouthed thug was so frightened that he fell to the ground and cried. "Don't!

The young man was so moved that tears fell, and he didn't know where he got the strength to break free from the sharp-mouthed thugs at once, and ran to Morey crying.

"Woo, thank you for saving me!"

Morey put away the bricks in his hand and scratched his head in embarrassment. "Sorry, subconsciously. ”

Throwing the young man aside, Morey smiled at the sharp-mouthed bastard. "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, what's your name?"

Sharp Beak was obviously frightened, but still didn't dare to disobey Morey. "I, my name" As soon as he spoke, Morey suddenly raised his hand, and an ice-blue object popped out and flew straight into his mouth!"Hmm! what did you give me!?" Sharp Mouth immediately reached out his finger and slashed at his throat in horror, but soon screamed in horror.

He only felt a cold thing enter his mouth, but it turned into water in an instant!

"It's ice? No, how is it salty!?"

Morey quietly put away the Cooling Orb and the salt jar, and smiled evilly. "Hey, do you know what you're eating?"

"This thing is called the Heart-Scratching White Rabbit. Oh, I'm guessing you haven't heard of it either, after all, it's been banned by the Alchemy Guild for many years. Morey reached out and pinched his chin. "Guess why it's banned?"

Sharp Mouth was pinched and couldn't speak, only shaking his head in horror.

"I knew it would be difficult for us to communicate with your level of knowledge, but that's okay," Morey thought for a moment and let go of his hand. "You'll soon find out why. What I hate the most is a guy like you, robbing people's property and beating people, alas, I don't know how many people have been victimized, let me eliminate the harm for the people today, look at that poor guy, you have all fainted!"

A mouthful of old blood almost spurted out, but he didn't dare to return it, so he could only watch Morey sigh from there.

"Don't talk nonsense, bye-bye, remember to be a good person in the next life. ”

Seeing Morey turn around and leave, Sharp Mouth finally panicked, hurriedly hugged Morey's thigh, and cried. "Don't! I won't rob anymore, I'll change whatever you say! Please, spare me, I'm still seventy years old."

"Then I'll be straight to the point," Morey asked, smiling, pausing in his tracks. "Since you said you had been guarding the gates, would you tell me if you had seen a strange man?"

"Weirdo, what's the characteristic?" Sharp Mouth asked cautiously, after a pause.

"Character," Morey said after a moment's thought. "Wearing a black cloak that covers the whole body, it looks very scary. ”

Sharp Mouth couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, he didn't dare to speak for a long time, and his eyes glanced at Morey's outfit intentionally or unintentionally.