Two hours had passed since Moretto left the camp, and the debris and burnt garbage on the ground silently mocked the chaos. A horse-drawn carriage overturned on the side of the road, and there were still sporadic flames on the tarpaulin. In the smoke, a wandering caravan stepped on the ruins, laughing and talking.

Riding a lander with a stick, pretending to be a merchant is Lydia. The young man held the rope in front of him, like an apprentice. Finks and Shirley still wore chains around their necks, pretending to be two slaves.

Only if he doesn't smile, the black clothes look weird, and they really don't know how to disguise. Just when Lydia was in a dilemma, he didn't know what kind of soul magic he used, and after a puff of black smoke, he turned into a black-backed hound, flicking his tail and signaling a few people to follow.

The group walked for another three or four hours, but they did not reach the crocodile village. Finks was bored, and couldn't help but complain about the child, "Don't laugh, do you think that boy is a fool, can't he go to camp near the village?" I'm getting tired of walking. ”

Don't laugh and wagged the dog's tail to look at her, silent. As if to say: I'm a dog, I can't speak.

Shirley covered her mouth and smiled, and the voice of Prince Moretto came out of her mouth: "Only you fool can understand the mind of a fool." ”

Finks glared at her fiercely, but he had shackles on his hands and couldn't press Shirley to the ground and beat her.

This undoubtedly indulged Shirley's guts, so she changed to Finks's voice again, "Don't laugh uncle, it's getting dark, people are so scared, how can you spend the night at night?" ”

This crooked tone made Finks so angry that he almost foamed at the mouth and passed out, and rushed up to kick Shirley's ass.

They have been sisters for many years and have known each other for a long time. Shirley didn't look back, and with a twist of her side, she flashed to the side. Instead, Finks kicked the air and fell into a split.

"If these two slaves are fooling around, be careful of being whipped." The young man led the chocobo in front and laughed. Finks puffed up his face and was about to prepare a series of witty remarks to ridicule him, but he saw the young man suddenly point to a nearby distance and shout, "Look over there, it looks like an inn!" ”

Lydia followed his direction, and sure enough, there was a two-story dilapidated hut over there, and there was a hay shed behind the house where the horses could be kept in captivity, and it was a luxury for several people to sleep in the open for many days, and to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and to have a full meal. But what normal person would open a serious inn in such a wilderness?

"I'm afraid it's a black shop." Lydia looked at it for a moment, "It's so remote that even ghosts don't come. ”

"A black shop is also a shop." The young man didn't care, "Maybe they've hacked enough people today and let us go?" ”

Finks ripped off his tattered turban, "Why don't I kill them all?" ”

"That's not going to work." The young man hurriedly stopped her, "If everyone is dead...... Who's going to cook? ”

Finks turned to stare at Lydia.

"You can't eat pheasant at every meal." Lydia quickly shrugged her shoulders and said that she had no other specialty than roasting chicken with mud. Thanks to her cooking skills, the owner of the black shop has picked up a life, which is really gratifying.

There were only two men in hats drinking in the corner, a scrawny shopkeeper busy in front of and behind the counter, and a tall, burly man carrying firewood in the back kitchen.

Lydia and the young man also sat down in a corner and ordered a few unknown wild vegetables and meatloaf from nowhere. Finks and Shirley were not allowed to serve as slaves, so they had to be chained to the table with the dog who didn't laugh and eat some leftovers. Probably feeling unhappy, Lydia "trembled" and knocked over a plate of meatloaf, and "rewarded" it to the slaves and dogs.

The young man raised his glass and sniffed it, feeling that the smell was wrong, and fearing that Lydia would suffer, he hurriedly and quietly made a look.

Lydia smiled knowingly.

You must know that she has been fighting for many years, and this kind of indiscriminate trick is not unusual. I watched her raise her glass several times and drink heartily, but in fact, the wine was sucked away by the sponge on her thumb.

Just as they wanted to see what the boss was going to do, there were suddenly a few sheep cries outside the door. The door of the hotel was pushed open, and several people with colorful strips of cloth around their bodies walked in while exhaling hot air and scolding, "I'll go to her mother's Ice Wolf Castle, it's too cold." ”

"Big brother is right, if it weren't for the letter to the 'Thousand-Faced Demon Queen', I wouldn't have come to this ghost place!"

"Boss, get a big pot of hot wine and a big plate of meat."

"Lead our alpacas behind, feed them, and Uncle will reward you with five silver coins tomorrow!"

As soon as she heard the name "Thousand-Faced Enchantress", Lydia's face was already not good-looking.

It is said that she is an Oiran beauty in the demon clan, and she has a peerless face since she was a child, which can be said to be a country and a city. But under this "Alluring City", there is a vicious and ruthless heart.

The emperor of the Wild Sand Empire was old and incompetent, but he preferred to be lustful, so the demons sent the "Thousand-Faced Enchantress" to make peace with him.

Listening to the name, you know that this "Thousand-Faced Enchantress" is not only outstanding in appearance, but also incarnate into tens of millions. As long as it is someone she has met once, she can imitate it vividly. Even those closest to you may not be able to tell the difference.

When the Wild Sand Emperor got this beauty, it was like getting the beauty of the world, and he could spend a good night with different beauties every night, like a groom every night. In just one year, the mad tsar royal dynasty was corrupted, and traitors were in power. The Wild Sand Empire also fell to most of it in less than half a year.

It is precisely with this "success story" that the demon clan will agree to Hei Ningxue's plan of harmony.

Although she hated this kind of person in her heart, Lydia was not easy to have at the moment, so she could only continue to eat and drink with her head down.

The bustling seating of these people made the store a lot more lively. You say a word to me, push the cup and change the cup to drink, and after three rounds of drinking, everyone is full of red light.

At this point, it's inevitable to start bragging about some.

One of them slapped the table with a round face, "You guys have to follow the big brother more and get a long time insight." When we conquered the Eighteen Tribes of the Wild Sands, hehe, not to mention how majestic it was. ”

The chubby man sitting in the middle showed a smug look on his face, but he waved his hand reservedly, "False names, all false names." The eighteen tribes are just soft-footed shrimp that have been shelled. ”

The round face toasted him first, "Big brother is too modest." I remember that day there was a pioneer who called himself a 'scarred vulture' and said something that would make him laugh to death. ”

The people who looked like little brothers hurriedly said, "What did he say?" ”

"He said, 'You have a way to go back now, or I will cut off your ears with one knife and cut off your head with three swords.'

The younger brothers laughed and said, "This cowhide blows really loudly." ”

"If his knife had half the ability of his braggart, he wouldn't have died so quickly." The round face shook his head and said, "Before he could pull out his knife, his ear was cut off by the eldest brother's 'wild sand thorn', and the second knife chopped off his head." ”

When the younger brothers heard this, they hurriedly raised their glasses to toast to the eldest brother. The eldest brother was arrogant and laughed, "You must remember that no matter how high the sword technique is, it is only a knife technique. You must learn some soul arts, and double cultivation of soul and martial arts, so that you can have the capital to climb up. ”

As he spoke, he proudly raised his glass and drank it all, "Big brother is in a good mood today, so I will open your eyes." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out his scimitar. The hilt was inlaid with two soul stones, and the blade was covered with spell lines. He pinched a handprint in his left hand, and a soul flame had already appeared on the blade, "Wild Sand Thorn!" ”

The dust on the ground was suddenly swept up by the whirlwind and swooped out. Just listen to the snap, and the dog food basin in front of me without laughing was immediately split in half!

"Good!" The people applauded and cheered, but they lay there motionless without laughing.

It's not that he was frightened by this third-rate soul technique, but he never thought about such a question: if a dog was knocked over by soul magic, should he bark and declare war, or should he run away with his tail between his legs?

So the dog quietly fell into deep thought.

And dogs are known to not be contemplative.

This unusual behavior immediately aroused the suspicion of the samurai.

Seeing that the warriors of the Wild Sand Empire were all looking at this dog in a daze curiously, Lydia coughed and diverted their attention, "A few Ahsan, do you know how much this dog costs?" If you are stupid, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it. ”

"Hahaha!" The round face stood up, "Losing money? Do you know who we are? ”

As he spoke, several of the other warriors stood up and drew their swords to surround Lydia.

"Hey, you see these two untouchables, they look pretty good, why don't you use them to honor your eldest brother?" Someone laughed and picked at Finx and Shirley's headscarves with a scimitar.

Finks was already furious, and at this moment he could only hold back his anger, biting his lip and glaring at him viciously.

Then the man flew out.

Lying on a table three or five meters away, he was lying on his back, and a bloody hole was poked in his heart.

Finks was dumbfounded, and looked sideways at Lydia.

Lydia sat there as if nothing had happened. Holding a pancake in his left hand and a long stick that was used as a cane in his right hand, he recited the merchant's business scriptures: "Life is short for decades, and you can't go both ways." If you don't have money, don't move around, and give money first when you move the goods. If the rules are broken, don't blame me for being too heavy. ”

Did she just do it?

How to get out of the hand?

The Wild Sand warriors looked at her in disbelief, only to hear the round face spit out, "Interesting, kill her!" ”

At the sound of an order, six scimitars slashed down at the same time!

The knife light is fast, but the stick wind is faster!

Lydia's long stick instantly drew six afterimages, and six screams rang out at the same time, and the six people flew on their backs like six petals in six directions.

Roundface swung his knife and rushed over with a roar. There are five variations of his blade, each of which can behead Lydia. But his knife had just been raised, and his neck had been pierced by a long stick.

Drop by drop of blood fell to the floor.

The round-faced eyes were round, full of incredulity. But his life was over, and consciousness was gone. With a muffled sound, he had fallen to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Smack, smack, smack.

Applause.

Seeing the corpses of the "brothers" all over the ground, the "big brother" was not sad, but clapped his hands and laughed: "Good marksmanship, good marksmanship!" ”