Feng Xia sat in front of the writing desk in his bedroom, the brand-new writing desk and chair made him a little unaccustomed, as for the pile of old tables and chairs that he had worked hard to move to a new home, he was ruthlessly discarded by Xiao Nizi after leading Xiao Su to visit the furniture store, and dragged them all the way to the garbage dump.

Stretching his waist for a long time, Feng Xia snapped his fingers slightly, and an orange flame appeared on his fingertips, and with a wave of his hand, the flame that was not very conspicuous instantly turned into a tongue of fire that was dozens of centimeters long, burning the stack of information about the five Black Tiger Desolate Warriors whose strength had reached the second order on the table into ashes.

Second-order spell domain ability, Fire Tongue Technique.

When he shot Zhao Gu that day, it seemed to be an understatement, but in fact, it was only one step away from death. If it weren't for Zhao Quan being too light on the enemy, it would still be unknown who would die in whose hands. But because of this, he was able to gain three ability points in one go after this battle. This is how he evolved the Fire Tongue Technique and ......

Feng Xia's body was slowly running with his mood, and a pale cyan line slowly climbed up his face, like a tattoo, adding a touch of evil to his slightly immature face.

The second-order evolutionary domain ability, the elemental affinity, increases the damage of the spell-like domain ability by 20%.

Whether it was the previous negotiations with Su Yu or the battle with Zhao Kuo the day before yesterday, his success can be attributed to luck to some extent. Once you make a mistake, what awaits your brothers and sisters will be a catastrophe. Su Yang has a history of nearly fifty years since the original starfall descended, who knows the traces and descendants of the first generation of city lords and Huang Shiying? Sending charcoal in the snow is rare in the last days, but falling into the well is the most basic survival skill.

With these two abilities, counting the previous two shield guards, he can be regarded as truly stepping into the door of the first-order desolate warrior, and he also has a certain amount of self-protection power in Su Yang, although the devouring desolation is powerful, but the consumption of urging is just as amazing, and it can only be used to detect the strength of the opponent, even if it is slightly urged like dealing with that sentry A Bin, because the enemies he will face in the future are all genuine desolate warriors and desolate beasts, and it is difficult to guarantee that the opponent has no power to counterattack after a blow, once the prediction is wrong, I no longer have the strength to fight again, and I have no second way to go except for mermaid meat.

Definitely no more adventures. After Feng Xia set a request for his future actions, he stood up and pushed open the bedroom door, stood in front of his sister's bedroom door and listened for a while, after confirming that his sister had fallen asleep, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he carefully opened the door and walked out of Yanghu Street.

Contrary to what most people think, Suyang's largest Pinjin Cave is not located on the 30th floor of Yang Street, but on the 10th floor of Yanghu Street.

A huge bar called "Night Stalker".

Who the owner of the Night Stalker is has been a source of curiosity since it opened five years ago. Some people say that it is the eldest young master of the Black Tiger, some people say that it is an elder of the Su family, and some people say that this bar is actually the industry of the zero group, because at the beginning of the opening of the night owl, the leading boss of the zero group led his men to have fun here, and some people said that this is a small shop opened by Xu Huaxian who has nothing to do, and some people swear that this bar is the industry of the city lord's mansion......

However, no matter what outsiders speculate, the owner of the Night Stalker Bar has never shown his face here, and he has not even attended the opening ceremony of the bar, and it is always a fat manager with a smile on his face that appears in front of people. Therefore, talking about who is the owner behind the bar has become a perennial topic among the guests of the night owl bar. Some good people have also made a few bets for this, but as the boss behind the scenes has not shown up for a long time, these bets will end in the end.

Mr. Hu is one of the bar's regulars, but he never bothered to discuss such non-nutritious topics with people. As the only one of the five elders of the Black Tiger who is good at copywriting, he really doesn't have the leisure to care who the owner of this bar is. For him, as long as the wine is good enough, what if the boss is an upper-street scavenger?

The wine in the night owl bar is Su Yang's first, which is not recognized by everyone in Su Yang, but it is recognized by Su Yang's small group of people in the upper echelons. This is the biggest reason why the Night Stalkers were able to win in comparison to Yonge Street.

During the Astral Period, when most of the arable land was destroyed by astrometeorite radiation, rice-based spirits gradually became a luxury that only the big men could enjoy. At least in Su Yang, even the night owl with strong financial resources and Yang Street, which is backed by Xu Hua, the first god of wealth in Su Yang, do not have the ability to brew real liquor. But the night owl has a kind of oak wormwood made from the juice of a special plant in the wilderness, the taste is extremely mellow, and it is not worse than real baijiu, but the price is also first-class expensive, but for Hu Duan, this price is really nothing.

"A pot of oak wormwood, a plate of black beans, and then cut a plate of snow beef that I have stored here with you and bring it to me."

Hu Duan casually threw ten silver dollars into the counter and walked up to the second floor by himself. Leaving a group of guests in the hall to watch the back of the man walking upstairs with a little awe, by the way, imagine the day he ascended to the VIP room on the second floor.

Every weekend night is the most relaxing time for Hu Duan, take a deep breath, the night owl has prepared a clear heart incense in every VIP room, which is not extinguished twenty-four hours a day, so the air here is a few points higher than the base camp of the black tiger. Let Hu Duan enjoy it every time he comes - of course, the cost of burning incense must also be counted on the head of the guests.

Today's oak wormwood wine is still as fragrant as ever, Hu Duan looked at the hot clear wine in front of him, nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand and let the new waiter push out, seeing that he was wrapped so tightly, who knows if there is any disease? Night Stalkers have been a little lax in recruiting waiters lately.

Hu Duan thought like this, while patiently waiting for the hot moxa to cool down, the palm of one hand faintly condensed, and finally turned into an ice ball, wrapping the whole pot of wine, watching the ice on the jug melt little by little, Hu Duan's eyes became more and more hot, but thinking about the helper before leaving, Su Yang was not very safe recently, so he gave up the idea of calling a waiter to accompany him, and concentrated on dealing with the oak wormwood in front of him.

What Hu Duan didn't see was that the waiter who was waved away by him did not stay at the door after smiling and exiting the door, but went to the toilet in the corner with a mysterious smile, pushed the sign that was "under repair, suspended", put the work clothes on his body back onto the waiter who had passed out, and then jumped down from the vent and disappeared into the night.

People with fixed habits are the best assassins in the world. The moment before leaving, Feng Xia suddenly remembered what he had said in the wilderness in his previous life. The man who always has a ruffian smile on his face always has one kind of reason to say, and he has never won a fight with him, but if it weren't for him, I guess I would have become a walking corpse a long time ago.

At the same time, beside a lake that crossed Su Yang's hundred-mile desert and continued to the north, Master Sima, who was happily dragging his only remaining entourage to start camping for the first time in his life, suddenly sneezed unexpectedly, rubbed his nose vigorously, and looked at the black and oppressive wilderness in the south with some doubts: "Who is talking about Young Master Ben in the middle of the night?" ”

The young man who followed his young master all the way from the sky to eat dust and eat to the present rolled his eyes vigorously: "Young master, you have a cold, don't think nonsense, let's run away from the marriage, the eldest lady doesn't know how to be angry, but no one dares to talk to you." ”

Master Sima waved his hand: "You know a fart, young master, I call it telepathy, so it's decided, collect the camp, don't tie it, let's continue to go south, the young master has a hunch, there must be something interesting in the south, hehe, maybe the young master I can trick a girl to go back, so I don't have to be urged to marry by the old lady hahaha......"

"Ah, young master, let's rest for one night, you see that this camp is all set up, young master, I haven't slept peacefully for almost two months, young master......"