Twelve stood indifferently, ignoring the tears on the guard's face, "I remember, I said that as long as I win, you will voluntarily give up the dragon fruit. ”

The guard was stunned for a moment, and then slammed to the ground, "Please be merciful!

The head slammed on the ground, and the sound of thumping echoed in everyone's ears.

The little milk bag nested in Twelve's arms obediently, Lan Xin and Ming Ye couldn't bear it, the other did not move, the wind was slow, blowing Twelve's clothes flying, she shook her head, her eyes were cold: "If I knew this, I would not have taken you out." ”

With that, she lifted her feet and turned to leave.

The mercenary team on the side immediately followed, and the guard just wanted to open his mouth to stay, but at this time, Bai Zixu woke up, his vision was hazy, only vaguely, he heard their conversation, and he took a breath and struggled to wake up from the coma, the bones all over his body were torn like pain, he gritted his teeth, pulled the guard's sleeve with one hand, and shook his head with difficulty: "Let ...... Let them go......"

"But......" The guards couldn't believe it, the master's fate was on the verge of death, and they actually wanted to let the twelve with the dragon fruit leave?

Bai Zixu's face turned pale, and he only looked at the indifferent back of the twelve with a pair of eyes stupidly, and said in a deep voice: "I have made a vow, even if she gets the dragon fruit, even if she loses this life, she must not lose her word!"

The guards couldn't resist him, and could only watch Twelve walk away, with a long sigh of defeat.

Leaving the riverbank, she suddenly stopped, she turned to look at the mercenary team that was catching up, reached into her arms with her right hand, took out two red fruits, and handed them to the woman who was an alchemist, "This is for you." ”

"It's ...... Dragon fruit?" the woman only sniffed the fragrance of the fruit, and immediately exclaimed, dragon fruit is a priceless treasure that all alchemists covet, but the young man in white in front of him took out two without blinking!

Twelve's expression was indifferent, his eyes flashed over her, and he looked behind him, as if through this dense forest, he saw Bai Zixu on the bank of the river, although he was treacherous at first and tried to seize the dragon fruit, but Zuihou breathed a sigh of relief and let them go, just by virtue of this, Twelve decided to leave two for him, "Take it and save his life!"

The woman was stunned, she didn't understand why the young man who was reluctant to take out the dragon fruit just now would change his mind.

"To save him is to repay the favor. Twelve said indifferently, with no waves in his eyes.

The woman swallowed, nodded heavily, and led her companions back again, watching their figures disappear into the woods, and Twelve also turned away with the little milk bag in his arms.

The bright night on the side wanted to talk several times and stopped.

"What do you want to say?" Twelve asked as he walked.

"Master, weishenme wants to save that person?"

"Haven't you heard of it, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, and occasionally I want to be a good person. Twelve mockingly evoked a smile, she was just a momentary soft-hearted, dragon fruit she wanted useless, in this case, why not be a favor? It can make a prince grateful, and it can save people's lives, why not? What's more, she still has a few in her hand, which is enough to hand over the task.

Twelve would never admit it, Bai Zixu's order made her feel compassionate.

Ming Ye looked at her pretended indifferent expression, and held back a smile in his heart, "Yes, the master has always been a good person." ”

"Hmph!" Twelve snorted angrily, and his steps became faster and faster.

It had been ten days since they left the Imperial City, and after getting the dragon fruit, Twelve was not in a hurry to leave immediately, but on the periphery of the Warcraft Forest, according to the medicinal recipes in the Tianao Book, they began to familiarize themselves with herbal medicine, since there was an alchemist's cultivation method, why didn't she practice? In the past few days, Twelve has almost emulated Shennong to taste a hundred herbs, hundreds of medicinal materials, she has tasted them one by one, if you want to refine medicine, you must have your real name True Fire, that thing is the natal life of every alchemist, just like the fighting spirit of a martial artist, the cultivation of an alchemist is different from that of a martial artist, what is needed is a strong spiritual power, turning the aura of heaven and earth into true fire with his real name, and then using the jishu of the forging master to get a medicine tower that complements the true fire of his natal life, and make medicines.

At best, Twelve can only be regarded as a little understanding of herbs now, and she is not an alchemist, but along the way, the herbs she collected are worth a lot, and the three of them left the Warcraft Forest and returned to Black Dragon Town again.

Twelve-one is a dusty servant, like a beggar coming out of the mountains, holding a small milk bag carved in his arms, followed by a man and a woman, the man's lips are red and his teeth are white, and the woman's petite and cute.

Some people recognized that not long ago, she had confronted the city lord in the street, and they all exclaimed, and the gaze thrown at Twelve's body became more and more scorching.

After entering the pawnshop, Twelve untied the large cloth bag around his waist, poured out all the medicinal materials inside, knocked on the wooden board of the counter and said, "Help me calculate how much these things are worth." ”

She is shy now, and finally understands what money is not the most important thing, but it is impossible to do without money.

The pawnbroker's Xiao Er looked at the counter full of medicinal herbs, his eyes flashed into gold coins, and he immediately said, "Wait a minute, I'll go into the inner hall and ask the shopkeeper to come out." ”

Twelve robes sat on the wooden chair in the main hall, the little milk bag in her arms sucked her fingers, and sat obediently on her lap, Ming Ye and Lan Xin stood behind her left and right, like two door gods!

The shopkeeper didn't dare to delay when he got the news, so he hurriedly greeted him, rubbed his hands and said, "This guest, you wait a while, we have to estimate the value of these medicinal materials." ”

"Feel free to do whatever you want. Twelve waved his hand, put one hand in the corner of his eye, carelessly stroking the back of the little milk bag, but Yu Guang followed the shopkeeper and Xiao Er closely, watching them gather around the counter, and estimate the market value of those medicinal materials from hand to ear.

As the minutes passed, Lan Xin was so sleepy that she yawned several times, and the little milk bag picked up the pastries sent from the table, and ate her mouth full of grease.

Twelve knocked on the armrest of the wooden chair unhurriedly, and the whole person faded away from the compelling coldness, but became a little more lazy.

The shopkeeper came out after a cup of tea, and said to Twelve with a red face: "Guest, how about you look at a thousand gold coins?"

Twelve raised his eyebrows, "A thousand, boss, do I look like I don't understand the market? at least one crystal card." ”

The currency of the Xuanwu Continent is based on gold coins, a closed is equivalent to one tael, and five thousand gold coins can be exchanged for a crystal card, which can be used anywhere in the four countries, and is regarded as the largest currency in the four countries.

"Two thousand, no more!"

"A crystal card, it's the lowest price I've ever asked for. "Twelve made no concessions.

"Three thousand!" the shopkeeper looked pained and raised three fingers.

Twelve shook his head, rolled his cuffs and wiped the corners of the little milk bag's mouth, lowered his head and said coldly: "Shopkeeper, if you don't care to do this business, I can change it to the next one, a crystal card, I won't let you take a step!"

Zuihou made the final decision and exchanged a cloth bag of medicinal herbs for a crystal card.

Before leaving, her gaze gently swept over the inner hall of the pawn shop, her eyes were cold, and she left with a smile.

The shopkeeper wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, he had never met this kind of guest, and he didn't let a single step!

Entering the inner hall, he bowed to the man sitting on the rosewood chair: "Meet the city lord." ”

Bai Zimo was dressed in a gorgeous robe, on the ivory-white brocade robe, embroidered with a silver five-clawed dragon pattern, a cyan ribbon casually bundled the green silk high, leaving two pokes from the left and right shoulders naturally falling on the chest, beautiful as a shock, the corners of his mouth curved a gentle smile, but it made people's hearts cold, he only leaned lazily in the wooden chair, starry eyebrows and sword eyes, brilliant brilliance.

"Something given?" The slender fingers gently rubbed the edge of the tea cup, the words were as light as goose feathers, but they seemed to sweep over the most sensitive nerves of people, and the shopkeeper's face was solemn, and he said respectfully: "Yes, I have bought all the medicinal materials according to the instructions of the city lord, and handed over the crystal card to the guest." ”

"Yes, that's good. He exhaled Ruolan, only in those black eyes, there was a faint light flashing, as if he was thinking about something.

Twelve hurriedly walked out of the pawn shop, her legs were full of wind, and she would never forget the breath just now! Black Dragon Town City Lord! Bai Zimo! That kind of dangerous, even if they didn't meet, it was difficult to ignore the breath, the breath that made her cold hair stand upside down! It was definitely him!

Twelve eyes were cold, and five fingers were clenched into fists at his sides.

Ming Ye frowned at her back as if she had fled from the wilderness, and looked back at the shop sitting in the most prosperous area of Black Dragon Town, and a little doubt passed between her eyebrows.

Master, what's wrong?

Bai Zimo stood by the carved window of the inner hall, smiling lightly, watching the back of the twelve disappear into the corner of the street, and his thin lips lightly opened: "We will still meet." ”

The words are ambiguous, as if hinting at something.

On the same day, Twelve did not stop, bought a carriage in Heilong Town, and rode away overnight.

Half a month has passed eleven days, and she must go back.

The carriage sped through the darkness of the night, in the direction of the Imperial City.

"Mom, where are we going?" asked the little milk bag, sitting in the bumpy carriage, tugging at Twelve's collar and blinking with big eyes.

Twelve lifted the curtain of the car, looked at the rapidly regressing scenery along the road outside, and raised his lips indifferently: "Go back to the imperial city." ”

"Where is that?" The little milk bag has never seen the world, and is ignorant of the outside world, but where his mother goes anyway, he has to follow where he goes, and the little body turns around in Twelve's arms, lying down obediently, with a pair of clear eyes, full of the purest attachment.

Twelve's heart warmed, touched the sparse hair on the melon seeds on his head, and said softly: "That's where my mother became famous." ”

When she returns to the imperial city, she will inevitably shine, and those who have bullied her and insulted her will not want to escape!

There was a bit of slaughter in the black eyes, day and night, it only took three days for a group of people from Black Dragon Town to the Imperial City, and the day after tomorrow was the start of the selection competition, and the guards at the city gate were strict, and the people who entered and exited, whether they were warriors or ordinary people, had to be strictly checked.

"Stop!" shouted a soldier with a knife in front of the carriage.

Tomorrow night, a rein, a neighing sound, can stop, he jumped out of the carriage, twelve holding the little milk bag and Lan Xin also followed, the towering and majestic city wall, the pen to walk the dragon snake of the imperial city two words, vigorous and powerful, the top of the city wall inserted in the flag swaying in the strong wind, a sentry and a post, soldiers wearing helmets and armor, all fully armed.

There are also many pedestrians on both sides of the city gate, some of them are richly dressed, and some are like the twelve dusty people.