In the dead of night, the streets of Nakhmer Town were empty, and the townspeople had already blown out the lights and fallen asleep.

A few faint shadows disappeared faintly in an inconspicuous alley by the faint starlight, and there was not even the sound of footsteps.

There weren't many people in the alley, and the corners of the low stone walls were littered with all sorts of discarded debris, and only every thirty or forty steps could you see a narrow door, which seemed to have not been opened for a long time.

The weedy alleyway shows that this desolate alley is not much different from the abandoned state.

In the depths of the alley there was still a mottled and old hut made of coarse graniss, dimly lit, withered yellow weeds sparsely occupying the roof, and a small tree that had grown poorly still firmly grasped the chimney with its roots, sticking out its branches and leaves obliquely.

The courtyard was spacious, but it was full of stones, which seemed to have been carved out of shape, square and round, of different sizes, and discarded in the weeds in the courtyard.

Tuk tuk!~

There was a dull knock on the wooden door of the hut.

"Who?"

There was a strange voice like a duck's throat in the room, and there was a flurry of movement.

"It's almost dawn!"

Someone outside the door seemed to be speaking close to the wooden door with a low voice.

"Hell, it's dark tomorrow, haven't you woken up yet?"

The man in the room seemed to have been disturbed from his dreams, and was obviously a little angry.

"It's always going to be light. The man outside the door was still unrelenting.

The wooden door was pushed out, revealing a head. Glancing outside, he quickly said, "Come in!"

Three figures shrouded in black cloaks quickly burrowed through the crack in the door, and the wooden door closed again.

In an inconspicuous corner of the courtyard where the stone house was located, the shadow of the faint starlight was slightly strange, as if something was hidden, but it was difficult to detect in the dark.

"It's been a long time, I didn't expect you to be alive. ”

The first person who entered the room removed the hood from his cloak, revealing short silver hair.

He had a three-foot sword hanging from his waist, but like this black cloak, it was black from the hilt to the scabbard. Not a single gemstone and gold and silver ornament are in sight.

Two other people who were dressed in the same way. One person occupied the vicinity of the wooden door, holding the hilt of his sword and making a look of being on guard for a long time, while the other man did not say a word. rushed into the house. Check it out quickly.

"You guys. You, alas, Aga, haven't seen each other in years. You haven't changed at all, so call me an old stonemason!"

With greasy hair, a large rosacea, a heavy eye bag that never gets tired, weather-beaten black and red skin, and an upturned accent typical of Anstrasser, the owner of the house sighed.

The conversation inside and outside the house was a code, and he didn't expect his life to be broken like this.

"Old stonemason, well, I saw the stones outside, it seems that your hobbies have changed a lot, I want to be back then"

The silver-haired man looked at the furnishings in the room as he took out a snow-white square handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose without a trace.

The messy room was filled with tools and belongings, the roof was blackened, and all sorts of odors mixed together, making the already unventilated environment even worse.

"Don't mention what happened back then! I'm me now, not Okro before! Say, what are you doing in Anstrasse?"

The owner of the house interrupted the other man's teasing tone impatiently, and these uninvited guests did not seem to have much respect for the old man, especially now that he needed to rest.

"Well, the former Lord of the Holy Light, we are here for the sole bloodline of the Bishop of April, the Divine Court has already arranged a lot of manpower, and we are not the first to enter the Anstraser Empire. ”

The silver-haired man looked around, found a slightly flat place, took out a square handkerchief and put it on it, then sat down, slowly took out something from his bosom, and shook it gently

At this time, the subordinate who inspected the room happened to nod at him, confirming that no abnormalities were found.

"So what can I do?"

The things that appeared in the hands of the silver-haired man Ya Luo made the old stonemason's pupils shrink slightly, although his voice was still high and low, and it was hard to hear, but it could be heard that it was much more cautious and serious than Fang Cai, and it was obvious that what the other party took out was extraordinary.

"Actually, you don't need to do anything, just wait for someone, and then take him to Chunluo Town outside Fenglan City to stay for a while, and then there will be several Divine Court personnel to meet you in various capacities, escort that person to 'Langgarondoly', as long as you arrive in the City of Light, your mission is over, except for a good reward, we will never disturb your quiet life in the future." ”

The silver-haired man kept an elegant and gentle smile to explain his intention.

"Wait for someone, go around in a circle, and then send him to the City of Light, isn't this an extra move? No, no, this is clearly attracting someone's attention, I'm afraid this road will not be peaceful. ”

The old stonemason Okero lowered his gaze, muttered to himself, suddenly raised his head to look at the silver-haired man, and said, "The current bishop of 'April' you are talking about should be Bray, right?"

"That's right!" the silver-haired man nodded.

"I see, I understand, planting a grain of wheat in the autumn and harvesting a wheat seedling in the spring, all this has been predestined for a long time, well, it has something to do with me at the beginning, it is considered that I repay Bray, and this time I should go. ”

The old stonemason sighed, what should have come will still come.

Bishop Bray was separated from his pregnant wife, and he was one of those responsible, and a few years later, he gave up the honor of "Judge of the Light" and quietly retired.

The silver-haired man took out two rolls of parchment paper and a bulging bag from behind his waist, handed them over, and said, "One of them is a portrait of the other party, and the back is an introduction to his disguised identity." The other is the route map, the last bag is the cost and expenses, if you run out, you can leave a secret note, we will send someone to send you. ”

The old stonemason took the two parchment rolls, but threw the money bag at his feet.

The first one opened was a map, which roughly depicted the towns and general national territories on the way, and with such a rudimentary map, I am afraid that you can only ask for the location and route of the next town when you go to one town.

"Where did the Divine Court find the young man, it doesn't look like Bray when he was young. And it's also black hair and black eyes. When will he arrive?"

Unfolding the parchment of the next portrait, the old stonemason quickly sneered, and the people who arranged the operation were intelligent to catch chickens.

"About half a month later, it will take ten days at the earliest. Although this Morin is a light warrior. But not from the Divine Court. The Pope offered a copy of the 'Holy Spirit Forbidden Song' in exchange for his participation in the scheme, if he could reach 'Longgalondoli' alive. He will be able to obtain this precious battle spirit secret. ”

The silver-haired man also seemed to be lamenting that the young man who might get the "Holy Spirit Forbidden Song" was extremely lucky to be able to get such a cultivation technique as a light warrior who did not belong to the Bright Divine Court.

This kind of opportunity is almost impossible to appear in normal times, and the Bright Divine Court will not easily leak its precious battle qi to others.

Knock knock!

There were suddenly several knocks on the wooden door of the stone house.

"Who?"

The old stonemason Okro replied loudly like a habitual reflex, and the next second he reacted, his face became exactly as dignified as the silver-haired man Yaga.

Both of them knew very well that there were clearly people lurking in the courtyard, and it was impossible for anyone else to touch the door.

Besides, knocking on the door in the middle of the night is not good.

"I'm looking for someone! Don't be nervous!"

The voice outside the door was young, calm and calm, like a normal visit to a friend.

The silver-haired man Yaga glanced at his subordinates guarding the door, and the other party nodded, quietly drew his long sword, and slowly pulled the bolt of the door.

The sword body, which is more than three feet long, is also as black as ink, without any reflection.

The moment the door opened, the three-foot sword body two fingers wide suddenly erupted with dazzling battle qi flames, and the cold appearance in the dark night made people's eyes shine.

Bite!~

Next, without a follow, the cloaked subordinate who was guarding the door suddenly burst out as if he had been immobilized, his eyes widened and he stared at his empty right hand in disbelief, the black three-foot long sword as if it had never existed.

"Good evening, everyone. ”

Lin Mo slowly put down his left hand, carried a person in his right hand, and after entering the house, he immediately threw the person in his hand to the ground.

The black battle helmet, the black knight's heavy armor, like a humanoid beast, the low-key black outfit of those cloaked people in front of him was like a kindergarten toy, and he couldn't raise his face at all.

"Who are you?"

Although he didn't know what kind of means the other party used to snatch the long sword from his subordinate's hand, the silver-haired man Yaga and another subordinate pulled out their long swords and pointed them at each other as if they were facing a great enemy.

The old stonemason Okro quietly took out a hammer and steel drill from the corner, and looked vigilantly at this uninvited guest who visited late at night, and the battle qi in his body surged, and he would burst out at any time with dazzling war flames.

"Hmm, you're Okero? Okay, Whisper: Holy Day in the Sky!~"

Lin Mo didn't care about the other party's hostile attitude, and took off his battle helmet by himself, revealing a pair of black hair and a pair of black pupils that were used to pursue light.

"Ahh

The silver-haired man's eyes widened suddenly, but the long sword in his hand shook from the agitation.

The old stonemason Okro glanced at the silver-haired man suspiciously, threw down the hammer in his hand, picked up the parchment that had just been thrown aside, looked at it carefully, and read it according to the words on it: "Light and eternal! What the hell is this, you are Morin!~ Yaga, didn't you say that he would not arrive until at least ten days later, but now, he almost walked in front of you! Has the Divine Court fallen to this extent?"

Throwing down the parchment, he glared directly at the black-haired, black-eyed young man. (To be continued......)

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