"May I sit down?" the drunkard sent the two juniors away, and sat down on a wooden stool in the corner under everyone's gaze. Yes, this is a robe guest officer, and asked politely.

The drunkard's polite Cheng dù let the mercenaries at the mercenary bar smash their tongues. When have I ever seen this "old child" be so polite to people in Demon Flame City, it seems that before, he has not appeared in Demon Flame City.

"Could it be that this black-robed guest officer who is not dressed strangely is a strong man with a difference, otherwise...... "The hearts of the people were full of questions, but none of them dared to come to inquire.

The mercenaries in the mercenary bar are all dealing with Warcraft, and they know very well that it is sometimes more dangerous to spy on an unknown powerhouse than to encounter a fierce Warcraft.

"Haven't you already sat down?"

Looking at the drunkard who had already sat down, the young man under the robe shook his head helplessly, "The bar doesn't seem to be mine, it's your freedom to sit, I'm saying that you are all sitting, and what are you doing with false greetings." ”

The hat covered his face, and the black robe was wrapped around his body, and from the outside, no one could see his face. The drunkard came to sit, not because of the black-robed man's dress, but because he couldn't see through the black-robed man's combat power level.

In the Wuling Continent, people with a high level of combat power can use the power of the soul sense, and they can see the combat power level of a martial artist who is weaker than their own level. In the bar, the only thing that can't be seen through is the black-robed hat-robed customers, and the drunkard is helpless to come. You know, he's the mastermind behind the mercenary bar.

"My friend isn't from Demon Flame City. ”

The drunkard sat down peacefully, took a sip of wine with great interest, and asked seemingly unintentionally, but he was inquiring about the way, such a question attracted the curious mercenary to get closer to the old man, and listened quietly...

"The bar doesn't say that it doesn't accept outsiders!" a hoarse voice came from the cloak, and the language wrapped was cold, not to mention a little emotion.

"You're a Danshi?"

The drunkard took a sip of wine, and looked at the black-robed man sitting opposite him, it was an enemy hospitality, a friend, the drunkard was not afraid, but he didn't want to miss the opportunity to make a strong friend.

Under the black robe, the young man with frowning eyebrows changed his expression. This expression is covered by a hat, the drunkard is invisible, his tone is cold, and his voice has an old hollowness, "No." ”

"You're just like me. The drunkard took another sip and pointed to the badge on his chest, his eyes fixed on each other, his eyes full of doubt.

"It's very different. ”

After the robe finished a little impatiently at this time, he sniffed the wine in the glass, frowned, and raised his thin lips lightly: "Grain and rice produce bad wine, and dregs make delicious food." Both are food, and the wine is ruined. ”

A poem that saves the drunkard as air, which makes the drunkard very helpless and shameless. Even so, the drunkard didn't get angry, and he used force against you, a strong man who didn't know the details, that kind of stupid approach, absolutely impossible.

A powerful soul power was issued, and the bar was suddenly quiet, and some of the mercenaries who were close to the table had a slight bead of sweat on their heads, scolding their mothers psychologically, but they didn't dare to open them, this was really bitter but couldn't say it......

"You're hurting the innocent. ”

The robe delicately picked up the unopened wine on the table under the pressure of the soul, stood up, and walked towards the door, that kind of free and easy confidence directly confiscated all the soul sensibility released by the drunkard.

Ignoring and leaving was a naked irony for the drunkard, but even so, the drunkard from Demon Suppression City didn't get up to stop him.

"I'm a passerby, a passer-by who has no combat power, I took the wine away, you are clumsy, and you will pay for the wine. Looking at the two silver coins on the table, the wine money was only enough for the wine in the glass, and the jar of wine he had taken away......

The drunkard likes to drink, regards wine as his life, and usually drinks alcohol and others pay for him. Today, he was slaughtered as a fat sheep, which happened for the first time in his life, and the person who helped pay for it didn't say thank you. Instead, leave a sentence "You're clumsy." ”

I never dreamed that under my eyelids, I took away the wine brightly, and the key was that I also released my soul coercion, so it was hard to say that he was one of the few people......

The drunkard thought about it, cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and there was no obstacle under the pressure of the soul of the martial spirit level, even the martial king should have reacted, why? The drunkard thought of this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his drunken expression suddenly disappeared.

"You and I are both celebrities in Demon Flame City. "Ironically, just two extremes.

After Luo Tian finished speaking in his heart, he walked around the outside, found a place where no one was around, took off the hat, took off the robe and cloak draped outside, and walked towards Master Baylor's weapon shop......

At the mercenary bar, the drunkard was silent for a moment, and said rashly: "No, if you offend that kind of person, you shouldn't go unpunished?"

The drunkard shook his head fiercely, sobered up his brain, which was numbed by alcohol, and flashed out of the mercenary bar, only to find that the hat man was no longer there, and his figure disappeared into the vast sea of people......

"What did you say?"

In the hall of the backyard of the Wu family, Wu Qiong, who had a cold face, was still lying on the bed, and he had overspent the power of practical attributes, in addition to his leg being broken by Luo Tian, more importantly, his soul power and combat power had also been greatly damaged, if there was no soul pill to assist in recovery, the soul power would have to be restored for at least one year, this year, for him, it would definitely be an ordeal.

The silver wolf patted Wu Qiong's shoulder, revealing a kind gaze, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's easy to kill a waste wood Luo Tian, but that will touch the backlash of other nobles, you are a nobleman, you should understand, what we have to do is to make them surrender, control the Luo family, and take control of the entire Demon Flame City." ”

Ambition unfolds in the room, and endless greed eats away at the eyes.

"Today, the drunkard messed with my good deeds, I have written down this account, I have arranged for someone to go to the "Whistle Chamber of Commerce" to ask Master Guyue to help you refine the Soul Pill, and it is important for you to recover your body.

I'll go to the southwest tomorrow, please move my master out of the mountain, as long as my teacher Pingtong goes out of the mountain, what bullshit alchemist drunkard, all stand aside. ”

Listening to the words of the silver wolf, Wu Qiong's eyes lit up, the master of the silver wolf, that is a big guy, if you can ask the backer behind the silver wolf. The Luo family is destined to be exterminated. The Luo family seems to be in addition to Luo Juan, but also the bright Monroe. Wu Qiong thought of this, and the corners of her mouth showed a happy smile: "Blood debts must be repaid in blood, and the interest on her legs is waiting to be repaid with Luo Tian's life, and the interest is the woman of the Luo family." ”

"What can we do to impress your master?" You must know that the price of letting a spirit master make a move is ....... Wu Qiong asked about the items that the silver wolf wanted, and the price of the spirit master's help was not ordinarily high.

"It's a little bit more expensive, but you don't lack it. After the silver wolf finished speaking, his eyes looked at Wu Qiong with a sharp light. Greed is hidden between the eyes.

"I don't lack it, what is it? Elder Silver Wolf said that as long as I have it, I will definitely give it. After Wu Qiong finished speaking, his face was absolutely unclear, and the heart of revenge had blinded his rational eyes.

Looking at Wu Qiong's expression, the silver wolf sighed and said, "Please have a spirit master, then you will have at least one spirit weapon." Although everyone in the division can help each other. However, if there is no hand salute, then please don't move the master. ”

Hearing this, Wu Qiong showed an embarrassed expression, the family heirloom sword, which was also his father's heavy money to buy for his own self-protection, and now he is reluctant to give it away.

Think about the watery Monroe and the elegant Luo Juan, clenching their teeth, the price is a little bigger, if you can exchange the sword in Luo Lan's hand and subdue the Luo family, it seems that you have made money...

Wu Qiong thought of the frost spirit weapon in Luo Lan's hand, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she recovered the Luo family, and exchanged the sword for the spirit sword, it seemed that she did not suffer a loss, but when the time came, it could be said that she would kill three birds with one stone, and Luo Tian's fate plus Luo Juan and Monroe's faces were all her own, and she made a wrong decision.

"Take the sword!"

The sword in Wu Qiong's hand was handed over to the silver wolf, and the silver wolf showed a smile that had succeeded in his treacherous scheme, the sword was from the Wu family, but Luo Lan had to lie under my crotch, the taste of that crazy woman must be good!

The silver wolf showed a greedy gaze, and the possessiveness in that eye grew infinitely, no matter when, men will always see women as objects of conquest, and women will always see men as objects to rely on.

Looking at the coldness in the silver wolf's eyes, Wu Qiong thought that he was hating the Luo family for his injury, his eyes were full of gratitude, and the corners of his mouth squirmed, "Luo Tian waste, you and the Luo family are waiting for my revenge." ”

"Senior Brother Luo Tian, why are you here. ”

In the Baylor Master Weapons Shop, a slightly sturdy man with an iron hammer in his hand, standing by the stove with his bare arms, watched Luo Tian come in, stopped beating, and stepped forward to talk to Luo Tian with a surprised face.

Luo Tian knew that the man in front of him was called Oku, who was the beloved disciple of Master Baylor and the senior brother in his studies, and Oku's expression when he spoke was not arrogant, disdainful, or disdainful. Honest language, sincere greetings, for such a person, Luo Tian still takes him as a friend.

"Oku, is the master here?" After Luo Tian finished speaking, he came up and patted Oku's shoulder, gave the wine jar in his hand to Oku, and scanned the courtyard.

"Yes, in the back, the master heard that you were injured by that kid from the Wu family, and he still plans to go and see there? Oku said as he took the wine jar and led Luo Tian into the back courtyard.

"Master, Senior Brother Luo Tian is here. ”

The honest and loud voice resounded in the backyard, listening to the wild shouts of his lover outside, Baylor, who was picking up stones, stopped the work in his hands, sighed and said: "Luo Tian is here, I heard that you were beaten by the Wu family boy, Xiao Aoku said that I want to take him with you to see you at night? ”

Listening to Luo Baylor's words, Luo Tian glanced at Oku gratefully, Oku scratched his head, looked very embarrassed, opened his big mouth, "Hehe..." laughed twice, and handed the wine brought by Luo Tian to Baylor.

"Mai Yaxiang, the favorite of the old man in wine. ”

Baylor enjoyed the wine brought by Luo Tian very much, pried open the mud, and looked complacent, this wine is ten gold coins a jar. It's enough for an ordinary family of six to eat for half a year, and the old blacksmith hasn't been with this malt for a long time. The old blacksmith Baylor smelled the wine and enjoyed it.

"Are you here today, do you have something?" Looking at Luo Tian with a hesitant face, Baylor took a sip of wine, savored the aroma of wine, and his deep voice made a series of coughing sounds.

"The master is sick. Looking at Baylor, who was coughing and coughing, Luo Tian asked with concern.

Belle bowed to his hand and asked Luo Tian to sit down, "It's not a disease, you know, every day by the fire, the fire in your heart, just rest and rest." ”

"Occupational disease. ”

Touching the tip of his nose, Luo Tian gave a new definition on this continent, which is estimated to be caused by the excessive fire in the heart, and the liver has been roasted by charcoal fire for many years. This disease is easy to treat, the first-level pill Qinghuo Dan is the best treatment pill, but unfortunately I can't refine it yet, there is no samurai level, alchemy, the fire can't be born, the strength is ah!

"If you buy such a good wine, you won't be here to thank the teacher!" Baylor took a stone, threw it aside, and sighed, it was all waste stone, but it was a pity that there were too many defective products in this acquisition.

Luo Jian picked up the stone and threw it away, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it, the mouth grew a big circle, diamond, the feet were one, the mouth was even rounder, meteorite. These treasures, how can they be said to be waste rocks?

"Master, do you still have this stone?"