I didn't expect to be robbed and extorted in the alleys at night, but this kind of thing is actually not uncommon in the city, this era is not like his previous life, there are street lights everywhere, and various monitoring systems can be seen at a glance, and crime can easily occur only by patrolling by city guards, so there are very few residents in the city who come out at night. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The owner of the lean arm was obviously enraged by Luo Lan's audacious movements, and turned the dagger to slash at the body under the black clothes, intending to teach him a lesson.

But he suddenly found that the hand that grabbed him was like an iron hoop, no matter how hard he struggled, he was immediately shocked into a cold sweat, you must know that he used to steal money on the street, a pair of long-term training arms with a blade dagger can silently cut through the money bags of passers-by, and even close-fitting clothes, extremely dexterous.

But now no matter how much he shrinks his palms, it will not help, but he will be strangled to pain and have a tendency to dislocate.

"Something is wrong with this kid, a little hard!"

With a shout, the scar strong man immediately discovered the abnormality of his companion, his eyes widened, and he stepped forward viciously and shouted: "You don't want to live anymore?!"

At the same time, the strong man raised a huge fist, and the tiger punched straight to the opponent's chest, which was enough to knock the sandbags away, and ordinary people were dizzy and breathing.

"Yes, Boss, use your strength in the underground arena to smash this kid's bones into slag with one punch!" The other two thugs cheered on in the dim light.

However, the whistling punch of the wind stopped abruptly in front of the man in black, only to see the sleeves of his shirt raised, and he caught the punch of the scarred strong man.

Syllable!

A crisp handover sound came out, a white bony palm stretched out from under the sleeve, seemingly slender but steady as Mount Tai grabbed the fierce fist, the man in black raised his face hidden in the hood, and it was a skeleton burning with a white soul flame!

"What's that?"

The scarred man's eyes widened in disbelief instantly, and a cold touch came from the junction of his fists, and even though he had always been bold, he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle and goosebumps.

The silent night, the dark alleys, the white-flame skeletons dressed in black, like a terrifying sight in a nightmare.

"Ahh......h Devil!Devil!!"

A young gangster leaning on Luo Lan's side was so frightened that he stumbled backwards and fell to the ground, and got up despite the pain to escape.

"Assert ......"

Luo Lan deliberately sent out a mental fluctuation and conveyed it into the minds of the gangsters present, disintegrating their fighting spirit, taking advantage of the moment when several people were frightened, his hands suddenly exerted force, grabbed the arm that stretched out behind him and threw it towards the enemy in front of him.

The scarred strong man's mind was lost and he felt a grip force coming from the moment, and his fellow thieves threw an arc from the air, trying to break free from the restraint and dodge but were tightly entangled, but in an instant, the bodies of the two smashed together, lying on the ground and moaning in pain.

The other two gangsters who escaped were caught by Luo Lan in a few steps, beaten up and thrown on the pile of people with their clothes, as if stacking Arhats.

"Now, hand over all the valuable things you have on you......"

A moment later, a figure in black strolled out of the alley.

Weighing the money bag in his hand, Luo Lan was quite satisfied, the robbers just now actually had two gold coins and more than forty silver coins on their bodies, which was equivalent to the income of ordinary civilians in the past three years, which was a lot of money.

I really didn't expect someone to send a pillow when I fell asleep, and it seems that it is a good choice to rob and rob in the future.

Of course, two gold coins are only a drop in the bucket for the cost of magic. Now he has some understanding of the reason why most magicians in the book of Ayalan want to make friends with princes and nobles, and cultivation often relies on wealth to provide resources.

The House of Secret Laws.

The old woman got up from the chair, wore transparent disc glasses, carefully screened the water elemental crystals one by one under the candlelight, picked up a quill pen and wrote a record in the account book, and after a while, she raised her wrinkled forehead and smiled: "Hey, I didn't expect the old man to look away last time, and he didn't find that His Excellency the Undead is a high-level intelligent undead...... These hedrons are worth more than seven hundred gold coins, a total of seven hundred and fifty, do you want to pay them in cash?"

"No, I don't. Luo Lan waved his hand and said, "I want to buy soul crystals, a lot of soul crystals......

On the other side of the city is the Cathedral of Jalefiso.

Even at night, the interior of the church is illuminated as if it were day, and the fuel of the torch lamps is all smoke and dust, and the glass lamps emit colorful colors, and the interior of the hall is rich and bright.

White-robed believers lined up neatly on both sides of the red carpet, and there were guards with shields and spears at the door, which was very majestic and formal, showing that tonight was unusual.

Wearing a jeweled silver hoop on his head, the Shepherd of Light Berdwin was smiling at a beautifully dressed woman in front of him, and said with a slight salute: "Praise the Light, I didn't expect Lady Asoya to visit the Holy See of Light late at night. ”

The beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes wore her head in a high bun, her long skirt with a frank collar showed her well-maintained skin, and her ears also had a crystal pendant, and her voice was mature and solemn: "The city is full of troubles, and I only take time to come to worship the god of light at night, hoping to bless the soul of the city lord and other places to ascend to the heavenly realm safely and wash away the mistakes of his life." ”

"Ah, the radiance of God will surely guide his soul in peace and tranquility. Baldwin pressed his hand to the quaint canon.

The two of them continued to talk until they reached a white icon at the end of the red carpet in the depths of the temple.

This sculpture is not as tall as the one in the church square, only two people are tall, but through the spiritual world, you can see a faint light from it, that is, an old man holding a shepherd's staff, although it is a sculpture, the demeanor and temperament are extremely vivid, which makes people see it at a glance like a spring breeze, and the heart is peaceful and quiet. The eyes that look slightly on it are like a lighthouse in the misty black sea, illuminating the road ahead and pointing the way forward.

Asoya, a beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes, knelt down in front of the icon, whispered a prayer to the chanting of the Shepherd of Light, and then went through a series of rituals such as sprinkling holy water, and then the two returned to the temple.

"There is a pastor. The beautiful woman Assoya made a gesture and said, "Since you are here, I want to let my two newly recruited worshippers come over to see you, and if you have any troubles in the future, you can come to them for help." ”

As he spoke, two people walked out from the side.

One of the women was dressed in a cloak and cloak, but she could still see the warrior armor under the cover, her short orange hair covered her ears, her beautiful face was painted with red eyeshadow on her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were smiling, looking bewitching and seductive, and her temperament was peculiar.

"Fighting Warrior, Well Blade Imo Hong~"

The bewitching woman's red lips made an arc, and when she lowered her head to introduce herself, her eyes were still focused on the front.

"This is a wandering mage, and he hates loneliness. Assoya, a beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes, pointed to the man behind her.

Another gray-robed man among the two, with dark shawl curly hair and a magic staff in his hand, looked a little gloomy and silent, and only nodded slightly at everyone expressionlessly.

......

At the same time, at the city gates.

A figure dressed in a linen robe with a hood covering his face, judging by his drooping beard, appeared to be an old man, holding a crooked wooden staff in one hand and stepping on the moon from outside the city, with a long, long voice.

"This human world has been polluted again......"