Chapter 62: The Cold Moon Inn

"Guest, see if I can leave, there are still a lot of people waiting. Seeing Yat thinking, the shopkeeper interrupted Yate a little helplessly, after all, the inn was already overcrowded at this time, and he couldn't stay for a guest for too long.

"Well, thank you. Art smiled and nodded, touching his head and continuing to think.

"You're welcome, guests can just call me if they need anything. Seeing Ya nodded, the shopkeeper smiled, and turned to leave.

Art was left alone, silently thinking.

Although there are high-level Warcraft in the Kanie Forest, the question now is whether there will be high-level Warcraft in the place where the Sky Howler Rabbit appears?

In fact, according to common sense, high-level demonic beasts will only appear in their own territory, and rarely go to other places, but this possibility cannot be ruled out.

In the Kanies Forest, there are only fourth-order, fifth-order, and sixth-order demonic beasts that threaten them.

If two spirit bodies are sacrificed to the death, it should not be a problem to escape from the hands of the fourth-order demonic beasts, and the strongest demonic beasts in the Kanis Forest are sixth-order, so there should not be too many fifth-order demonic beasts, so the task of this trip should be relatively safe.

Thinking of this, Art suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and began to eat nonsense at the mistakes on the table.

The food of the Cold Moon Inn can be described as full of color, flavor and flavor, although there is still a gap with the Dragon Moon Inn, but it is also a very rare delicacy.

When Arte Hu was eating Hesse, there was a sudden commotion at the door of the Cold Moon Inn, which immediately made Art's brows furrow.

"Get out of the way, our Norbu boss is here, and those who know each other should hurry up and give up a seat for our boss. At the door of the Cold Moon Inn, a strong man with a height of seven feet stepped in, roared wildly, and then a young man with a proud expression also stepped into the inn.

Suddenly, everyone who was eating trembled, and lowered their heads in unison.

Art looked at the two of them, these two people did not have the slightest breath of professionals, they should not be professionals, why would everyone be afraid of being like this?

Soon Art knew the answer, and more than ninety percent of the people who bowed their heads were not professionals.

Art had just come out of the village, and he didn't know that in fact, the professionals on the entire continent were only one thousandth of the civilians, not only because there were relatively few awakened crystals, but also that if you wanted to become a professional, you not only needed awakening crystals, but also needed to have three professional talents in the user's body.

Only every three class talents can constitute a class.

If there are only two or one of the Awakened Person's bodies, using the Awakened Crystal will only make the user slightly stronger than a normal person at most, far from enough to become a professional.

But what Art didn't know was that everyone bowed their heads not only because they were ordinary people, but also because this Norbu's father was a small leader of the patrol team in Cold Moon City!

"Huh?" the young man at the entrance sighed softly and looked at Art, who was also looking at them at this time.

"You go!" The young man stretched out his finger and pointed at Art, and suddenly the strong man beside the young man nodded understandingly, and walked away like Art with a cruel smile on his face.

"What a poor boy. Many people shook their heads and sighed, but none of them stood up.

Soon the strong man stood on the edge of Art's table, clenched his fists fiercely, and looked at Art with a cruel smile.

"It's you, little ghost, hurry up and stand up for Lao Tzu, your position has been requisitioned by our young master!" said the strong man as he clenched his fists, making a crackling sound, and with his seven-foot height, there was a terrifying majesty.

Of course, this is for ordinary people, and it is of little use to Yate.

"Are you talking to me?" Art took a mouthful of food and stuffed it into his mouth on the side of his head, staring at the strong man carefully.

"Nonsense, what do you say? Hurry up and get up for Lao Tzu. The strong man was a little impatient, and punched Yate hard, and there was a faint fist wind that accompanied this punch to Yate.

"Photo!" Art's eyes opened slightly, and an astonishing aura rose into the sky like an awakened dragon, crushing towards the strong man.

"Gah?" The strong man's fist stopped abruptly, and in an instant, his body was covered with cold sweat, and both legs began to tremble, this young man actually gave him a feeling that he could not match.

"Professional!" exclaimed the strong man, squatting on the ground, his eyes wide open, and his face in disbelief.

The moment the strong man screamed, the whole thing fell silent, and now the inn was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling could be heard, and after a while, the whole inn was in an uproar.

Everyone's gaze at Art changed, and there was a sense of awe.

The young man at the door was already stunned, originally thinking that this young man was young and a good bully, but he didn't expect to kick it firmly on the iron plate.

"Do you still want my place?" A hint of danger leaked from Yate's golden pupils, and he looked coldly at the strong man squatting on the ground, and then his gaze swept to the young man at the door.

"No, no. The strong man who was squatting on the ground said tremblingly, at this time the strong man was under the pressure of Yate, and the stone bricks under his feet were soaked with sweat.

The young man at the door was panicked by Art's eyes, and he shook his head again and again in a panic.

"Let's go. Seeing that the master and servant were soft, Yate withdrew his coercion on the strong man and said in a cold voice.

The other two are ordinary people, although they are arrogant and domineering, Art also decided to let the two go.

"Thank you, seniors. Seeing that Art had withdrawn the coercion, the strong man struggled to get up, bowed, and fled to his master.

"Let's go. The young man at the door turned pale and left with a strong man.

Art didn't notice that at the moment when the young man turned to leave, a trace of deep injustice flashed in the young man's eyes

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