When Psius reached the place where the sound sounded, the mine was quiet again, as if the roar had never existed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Kelly hurried after her, and asked worriedly, "How's it going?"

"No, the voice is gone"

The surrounding mine tunnels are still the same as when everyone first entered, there is no place to hide, and Psius and the others did not find any monsters when they walked to the end of the mine tunnel, which means that the thing that made the roar just now came in after them.

"Something is following us, it looks like it should be fast" Psius pointed the glowworm lamp at the ground, hoping to find some special traces, but he was disappointed that there were no other traces on the ground except for the footprints of the group walking in.

This mine road is not very long, but the occurrence of such a strange thing makes everyone's hearts can't help but be afraid, some miners can't wait to run outside, and soon only Psius, Kelly, and Conceslevin are left in place.

"Witch, Wizard, why don't we go out," Concefellin said, a little frightened.

"We're going to stay here for a while, if you're scared, you can go first," Puxiu glanced at him, and Constance fled like a frightened boar towards the exit of the mine.

"Kelly, do you have anything on you that you can record your footprints? ”

"Footprints?" said Kelly, who thought for a moment and took out a glass bottle filled with gray sand grains from her cowhide bag, "This is permanent sand, which solidifies immediately when spilled on the ground and is trampled on, and is usually used to capture small Ibiza."

"Very good" Psius nodded, he took the glass bottle from Kelly's hand, and poured all the permanent sand on the ground, only to see that Psius's right leg covered by the robe suddenly swollen and wriggling, and a large number of black ants crawled out of it, and under his control, they drilled into the pile of permanent sand, and then ran around to swing it.

"This area will be covered with permanent sand by all my bugs, and I will tell Constance to tell the townspeople that it is forbidden to enter this mine during this time, and if there is a monster, its footprints will be recorded when it steps on the permanent sand."

"I hope it works, judging by the howl, I think it's a big Ibiza," Kelly said, pinching her chin.

When Psius and Kelly walked out of the mines, Conceslevin was waiting for them outside with the miners, and without saying anything to the Muggles, the group returned to Grey Iron Mine under the leadership of Concedeven.

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Night.

Every night, the O'Perry Tavern becomes the liveliest place in the town of Grey Iron, where the miners who have no place to vent their strength come with their purses to seek comfort from wine and women.

Kelly wanted to stay in the hotel to meditate, so Psius changed into an ordinary person's costume and went to the Oppelly Tavern alone to inquire about the news, he was still a little worried about Concethelevin, maybe the fat man still had something to hide from him.

The Operly Tavern looks very luxurious from the outside, and according to Conceslevan, it was built with the help of out-of-town merchants, and even if the town of Grey Iron no longer produces high-quality ore, the tavern can still exploit enough garth from the male townspeople here.

When Psius pushed the door open and walked into Opelli, the first thing he saw was three strong men with beards surrounding a hot girl, who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old, but at this moment a pair of large hands were reaching into her blouse, and the movements were very rudely kneading the pair of breasts she had wrapped in her clothes. Perhaps it was the companion's seizure of the high ground that made the other two strong men feel unfair, and then two more pairs of hands were not far behind and stuffed into the girl's shorts, rubbing one after the other.

Psyus saw the whole scene, and in the face of such a violation, the girl did not show a trace of dissatisfaction on her face, but put her hands into the crotches of the two men.

"If the three of you come together tonight, I'll take five silver gats~"

It's a deal, Psius retracts his gaze and walks towards the inside of the tavern, only by walking into Oppelee can you know why this tavern has become the most popular place in Gray Iron Ore Town, on the surface it is a mixture of xing and love, there is hardly a person in the tavern who is drinking normally, and almost every man will have one or two seductive chicks standing next to him who can't help but want to reach out and stroke. And in the center of the tavern, on a high wooden table, two silver-haired women with breasts so big that they could almost bury their adult heads were holding each other's bodies and squirming, and the two plump bodies fused with each other like meat worms, stirring up waves of ru.

"Give me a glass of caulder" Walking to the counter, Procius found a chair and sat down and said, since he first drank causs in Pamond, Prosius had fallen in love with the taste of this wine, and now that he was in the tavern, he could order a glass to enjoy it.

"Bubble fruit wine?" The boss was stunned for a moment, then laughed in a mocking voice, "Haha, that's something that only children want to drink, real men should taste the Alondo spirits, boy, do you want to take your spear to conquer those fierce horses in bed tonight?

The owner of Opperi's Tavern was a muscular dwarf, and his reddish-brown hair was pinned to the back of his head into a thick whip, and before Propsius could say anything, the dwarf poured seven or eight bottles of wine into a wine glass, and handed them to Prosus.

"For three silver garts, you can drink from me until dawn"

"Well, that sounds like a good deal," Psius nodded, pulling out three silver garts from his pocket and placing them on the counter.

This is a glass of wine that looks very strange, just hold it in his hand and Prosus can smell the rich alcohol smell emanating from the wine glass, under the expectant gaze of the dwarf, Proseus took a sip gently, and suddenly a super hot liquid went down his throat all the way to the stomach, and the indescribable heat floated violently in Prosus's body, and he couldn't help but gasp. "Shhh

"Haha, that's great, guest, this is the handiwork of the dwarven old Gus, and there's nothing hotter in the town of Grey Iron," the dwarf laughed.

"Does anyone really like to drink this kind of wine?" Psyus put the wine glass back, but he didn't have the courage to take a second sip, just took a small sip of this mixture, his stomach was now like there were seven or eight knives scraping, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble and spasm slightly, what kind of wine is this, it is clearly industrial alcohol.