Looking at Han Mo for a long time, the old gentleman flipped his right hand, and a black ancient score token appeared in his hand, handed it to Han Mo and said, "It's just to send this thing."

Han Mo turned out the token, and played with it curiously, the token was the size of a palm, and it was much heavier than Han Mo imagined, obviously not made of ordinary materials.

On the front of the token, an unknown magical beast is carved on it, looking lifelike, but on the back of the token, there are only some strange runes drawn.

"Where are you sending it?" Han Mo asked, raising his head.

"A place far away from here, can you help me deliver it?" the old gentleman asked tentatively, after all, the place he said was too far from here, otherwise he would have gone back by himself.

Han Mo pinched the token and hesitated for a long time, and then said uncertainly: "Old man, I am not from the Flowing Fire Empire, so I can't guarantee that things will be delivered. ”

"This is out of the way, if you can send it, you can send it, if you can't send it, you can only blame me for my bad luck, old man, I won't live long, and the luck accumulated in my life will be pressed on you." After that, the old gentleman took out another ring and scroll, handed it to Han Mo and continued: "This scroll of combat skills, although it is only a low-level level, is also rare in the outside world, if you don't dislike it, just accept it." ”

Han Mo didn't plan to accept the old man's remuneration, but when he heard the ground-level combat skills, his eyes suddenly lit up, he touched his nose embarrassedly, and thanked the old man: "Thank you, old man, then Han Mo will not be pretentious, I will accept the combat skills, and after learning it, it can be regarded as something to defend himself, and the chance of things being delivered is greater." ”

Listening to the good excuse that Han Mo found, the old gentleman just smiled indifferently, and then raised the ring in his hand and said: "It's a long way to go, there are still some gold coins in this ring, just use it as a coil on your road, as for whether it's enough, I only have so much for the old man." ”

"Forget the gold coins, I'm just about to leave, I can't go any way through the river, I can only take a detour back from the Flowing Fire Empire, which can be regarded as a way. Han Mo shook his hand and said, he has always had no concept of money or anything, besides, he can refine the pill now, and when he has no money on the road, he will refine some low-grade products and sell them, I believe that many people will buy them.

Seeing that Han Mo was still polite, the old gentleman impatiently threw the explanation to Han Mo and said, "Let you take it, do you think you can use these things like gold coins if you stay here?"

The old gentleman said so, and Han Mo had no choice but to put away the ring, after all, the old gentleman was right, the gold coins here really can't be used.

"There is a base map in the ring, I marked the place to go, and after you go out, you can reach it according to the walk on the base map, and I am fortunate to you this time. The old gentleman looked at Han Mo and said with some gratitude, although he didn't know if the things could be delivered, but he finally had a glimmer of hope.

"Okay, I got it. Han Mo put away his things and said seriously to the old gentleman.

The old gentleman sighed and hesitated, "I've been here for decades, and I'm almost alive, and my only wish now is to be able to take this thing out and give it to my doorman." ”

"Is the old gentleman the head of the door?" Han Mo asked suspiciously, he didn't expect the old man in front of him to have such a big background, but Weishenme couldn't feel the other party's vindictiveness, could it be ...... The old gentleman doesn't have soul crystals?

Thinking of this, Han Mo also seemed to have guessed the approximate.

"I am the master of the Youhai Gate, and I was chased and killed by the enemy once, and I hid here after being seriously injured, so I picked up a life and came back. The old gentleman sighed and said, but he seemed to be a little reluctant to talk about the past, and shook his hand and did not continue.

Han Mo was listening to the voice, and when he saw that the old gentleman stopped abruptly, he touched his nose and lost interest.

After continuing to talk with the old gentleman for nearly an hour, Han Mo left the old gentleman's house.

As soon as he went out, he saw Uncle Luo, who had been waiting outside, and when Uncle Luo saw Han Mo coming out, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How are you doing?"

"The old gentleman gave me something and asked me to help him take it out. Han Mowaner said, in fact, he didn't have any confidence in his heart this time, after all, his strength was still too weak to walk on the mainland.

"That's good, in fact, this is also the old gentleman's wish, I swore that I would not leave here, so I can't help the old gentleman fulfill his wish, as for the others, I guess you guessed, they don't have the strength at all. Uncle Luo said with a solemn look on his face, looking preoccupied.

"Uncle Luo, Han Mo doesn't know if there is something he can ask?" Han Mo hesitated for a moment and said.

As if he knew what Han Mo was going to ask, Uncle Luo said directly: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you say it or not, I don't want everyone to be involved in the danger of the outside world, and I don't want them to leave here after they have the strength." ”

"Then you plan to bind them for the rest of your life?" Han Mo said.

Hearing the word restraint, Uncle Luo was obviously stunned, looked at Han Mo and frowned, "Do they want to leave?"

Han Mo sighed and said, "I don't know about the others, at least Yiyi and Huanhuan don't like this kind of life, don't you feel it?"

"What's the matter, they're still young, it's just that they're tired of being here for a long time. Uncle Luo seemed to think of something as he spoke, looked at Han Mo and wondered, "Did Yiyi and Huanhuan tell you something?"

Han Mo shook his head: "They didn't say anything, I can see for myself, for them, what they need more is a big shijie, if you restrain them like this and don't let them cultivate, their lifespan will be greatly shortened, have you thought about this?"

Uncle Luo was stunned when he heard this, and said: "The length of life doesn't necessarily have to be maintained by fighting spirit, and the pill can also do this." ”

"Pill, are you an alchemist?" Han Mo hesitated for a moment and asked.

"It's not. ”

"No, then you are so sure, the pill is a medicine, and if you eat too much, you will form resistance, will it have such an effect next time you eat it? As an alchemist, I know better than you. Han Mo blurted out directly, and only after finishing speaking did he realize that he had leaked his mouth.

Looking at Han Mo, who was talking out of excitement, Uncle Luo directly opened his mouth in surprise and forgot what he was about to say, and only after a while did he come to his senses and ask suspiciously, "What did you just say?" Are you an alchemist?"

Now that he has said it, Han Mo no longer concealed it, and nodded: "It should be regarded as a second-grade alchemist, but the level is not very stable." When he said Zuihou's words, Han Mo blushed helplessly, the last time he burned the medicine tripod, Han Mo still remembered it.

After getting Han Mo's confirmation, Uncle Luo became even more excited, grabbed Han Mo's hand and said, "Then you must have a master, right?

"Uh...... This one...... Uncle Luo, do you need any help?" Seeing that Uncle Luo was so excited, Han Mo also guessed a rough idea, if it weren't for the fact that he needed help with something, Uncle Luo would definitely not be so excited, although the profession of alchemist is eye-catching, but the second-grade alchemist is not so exciting.