Chapter Twenty-Six: The Reputation of the Holy Art Apothecary

Luo Yan was very angry, saying that if he was a two-armed apprentice, he would still form a team to eat him?

Is this reasonable?

Can this be endured?

Even if the uncle can bear it, can the aunt bear it?

He took a few deep breaths and patiently continued to read.

Bloodlust Demon: "Holy Art Apothecary?" Don't don't, don't! Everyone, don't go there! Listen to my brother's advice, the water in that shop is too deep! If you go, you will definitely suffer!! โ€

A familiar ID appears in the chat room.

Bloodlust? It seems to be the pervert who has been stabbed.

He sent three exclamation points in a row, which can be said to be quite excited.

"What's wrong, Brother Bloodlust? What's wrong with that store? โ€

Someone asked.

After a long time, the Bloodlust Demon replied:

"That kid is too evil, anyway, you'd better not go there, I wonder if he's been taken over by some dark creature...... Anyway, I'm not going to go to that place again. โ€

"No, it's just a human being, how evil can it be?"

"Where are the dark creatures from Soul Street that can occupy other people's bodies, and aren't predators just a few of our acquaintances? Another outsider? โ€

"Hahaha, Blood Desire, you are at the bottom of our combat power, could it be that you have suffered a loss, I am worried that we have succeeded in the past and will make you lose face, right?"

Some people doubted, and some people made fun of it, anyway, no one believed in the Blood Desire Demon.

This irritated him.

"Believe it or not, I reminded you anyway!"

Luo Yan looked at these chats and touched his chin.

He wasn't afraid of predators now, anyway, he closed the door after dark, and they couldn't get in.

If anyone annoys him, it's a big deal to stab him through the door with a knife, and he will see red with one knife, and he will still see red with two knives, and if he doesn't leave with three or four knives, he will be dragged directly into the store for dissection.

He's not a soft persimmon now, and there are a lot of special potions that can be used in the pharmacy.

As for whether there will be retaliation during the day...... Daytime predators are not allowed to hunt, that's the rule.

In the dark world, rules are very important, especially this kind of well-known rules, unless the strength is terrible enough, no one dares to disobey them.

Those who dare to hunt during the day are small characters, and their strength is not up to the standard of predators, so they are not bound by this rule, such as starving ghosts.

It was almost dawn, the darkness was slowly fading, and the dim red light took over the sky again.

As the night passed, the predator IDs disappeared one by one, and their chat history quickly disappeared as if they never existed.

"Weak monsters can't see the chatter of predators? Kind of interesting, can the predator see the chat of the weak monster? โ€

Luo Yan pushed the gold wire glasses, thinking that it should be impossible, otherwise it would be easy for predators to know some key information, and weak creatures would not dare to talk freely in the chat room.

"But, how can I see their chats? Not only predators, but I can also see the communication of those creatures during the day. โ€

This is a bit strange, and it may have something to do with the fact that this stone is more advanced.

"By the way, I don't know if it's soft and soft."

Luo Yan suddenly thought of this, so he hurriedly sent a message to Xiao Lori.

"Squish, are you home?"

As soon as he thought of his soft and cute appearance, Luo Yan couldn't help but smile.

Soft and soft is really cute, soft and cute, and you can touch her little head.

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However, for some reason, he waited a long time and did not receive a reply.

When Luo Yan felt that the other party might not be online, and planned to leave the private chat interface first and continue to peep into the chat room, she replied softly:

"Little ghost, if it's okay, don't harass us."

Luo Yan: "......"

I broke out in a cold sweat.

It's north! Isn't it soft! This is a soft second personality!

The kind and cute soft will not call him a little ghost!

After calming down, Luo Yan replied: "Okay, I understand." โ€

Originally, he wanted to reply, "Let the soft come out and speak!" Later, after thinking about it, I felt that the other party was different from those predators, she could really tear down the shop and come in, no matter day or night...... So Luo Yan was intimidated.

Shaking his head, he returned to the chat room on Soul Street, and was surprised to find that the normal residents of Soul Street were also discussing him.

"Woooooooooo......oo It's terrible, you don't know how cruel, bloody, and horrible that quack is! A two-meter-long machete! If you stab the victim, the blood will soar higher than a fountain! โ€

A person whose ID is a headless loli is crying.

She continued: "I'm scared to have nightmares all night, friends, don't go to that store if you're sick! โ€

Luo Yan was stunned.

Slander! Red. Bare. Naked slander!

His scalpel is obviously only a little more than a meter long!

Who is this man? Peer? Isn't there a legal responsibility for spreading rumors like this?

Oh, sorry, there are no laws in the dark world.

That can't be the case!

"Ding! Your reputation adds 1. โ€

A prompt pops up.

Headless Lori's words resonated with many people.

"I'll just say, what a good apprentice can that old pervert teach! That old pervert gouged out my left eye! โ€

"Damn, I already knew it was a black shop, and the bottle of healing potion I bought at their house last time actually grew my hair after drinking it!"

"Upstairs, it's not good to have long hair?"

"What a fart! I'm a slime! I'm a slime! Now my wife looks at me and feels sick and says I'm like a moldy green nose......"

"Actually, I think you look like you even if you don't have hair...... Green snotty. โ€

Seeing that things were getting more and more wrong, and everyone seemed to be more and more indignant, Luo Yan felt that he couldn't let the situation continue to deteriorate.

"Guys, I actually think that shop is okay, last time I saw a very powerful vampire, seriously injured and dying in it, and the glory came out."

Luo Yan pondered and sent a message.

The chat room was quiet for a moment.

"He seems to be talking about Count Filas, the strong man of the blood clan, my brother in the north said that Count Filas has been to Soul Street, and he seems to have really entered that black shop."

A well-informed monster silently spoke.

"Firas? One of the Twelve Bloodmoon Counts of the Blood Clan, the bloodthirsty Earl Filas who once slaughtered the city by himself? โ€

"I know the name! He killed my grandfather! Poor my grandfather was only seven years old at the time...... เฒฅ_เฒฅโ€

โ€œ๏ผŸ๏ผŸ๏ผŸ Upstairs, your grandfather died when he was seven years old, so how did you get here? โ€

"Are you stupid, I was born to my mother, not my grandfather."

"You're stupid! Your mother was born to your grandmother, and you don't even have a mother from your grandmother! โ€

Okay, a bunch of monsters went off topic and never got it back.

Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Although, he failed to salvage the reputation of the pharmacy, he prevented the deterioration of the reputation of the pharmacy.

It's a great achievement.

He exited the chat room.

"Alright, it's dawn, ready to open the door!"

Luo Yan stretched lazily and looked out of the window that was not sunny.

"It's a nice day."