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The right place, the right person, the right thing, the right secret language, but the time is not quite right, and the strange atmosphere of the scene arises spontaneously.

The three cloaked men in the stone house looked at Lin Mo directly, they never thought that their front feet had just arrived at the place where the connector lived, and the stand-in invited by the Divine Court on the back feet had arrived.

"This, this can't be! You, how could you be so fast?"

The elegant demeanor of the silver-haired man Yaga was gone, and his face was incredulous, no matter what, the people of the Divine Court should have been here first, but looking at this situation, it is possible that the other party is even one step ahead of him.

Although the map on the parchment is crudely drawn, the characters are very detailed and expressive, and the eyebrows and eyes of the black-haired and black-eyed man in front of him are clearly the man on the parchment.

"Good evening, I'm Morin! It seems that I came just in time, hehe, don't be surprised, I have an alchemy flying machine. ”

Lin Mo's eyes were sharp, and he saw the parchment scroll that fell to the ground and unfolded, and a smile immediately appeared on his face, it seemed that he had turned on the infrared imaging mode and tracked the right place.

If not, just kill them all!!

The cloaked men had no idea that they had just arrived in this town and were being targeted, and they were ignorant and led the way for each other.

Constructing an alchemy flying machine?Has the alchemy of the human race completely conquered the sky?The silver-haired man Yaga and the old stonemason Okro looked at each other. Sounds unclear.

"Are you really Maureen?"

The old stonemason Okero still felt incredible, could the other party be a god, at least ten days' journey was instantaneous.

"That's right!

A ball of illumination light the size of a pigeon's egg appeared from above Lin Mo's outstretched left hand, and in the palm of his hand lay a gray clay block, which was clearly reflected in the soft white light, and it also made the dimly lit stone house a little brighter.

Since the rise of the capital of the Silan Empire, the city of Deland, the "Rising Dragon" carried him day and night, all the way straight to the Anstrasser Empire, and evaded the border defense line by night. Successfully intruded into its airspace. And with the help of satellite nav, the joint town was found.

Due to the straight flight, in fact, not much time was consumed, and in total, it was not even two days.

See that strange-looking clay block. The silver-haired man, Yaga, breathed a sigh of relief. He said to the old stonemason Okero beside him, "The token is real. If you can pretend to be like this, I will admit it. ”

Light-based spellcasting ability, and that token. The possibility of falsification is almost none.

Except for the wrong time, there was no flaw to be found, even if it was the Bright Divine Court itself, it was impossible for it to pretend to be so unfortunate in such a short period of time.

"What a new generation for the old!"

The old stonemason Okro felt that his old bones could not catch up with the times, and thought that if the "Holy Light Judge" had such mobile efficiency, where would there be a way for the opponents to live-

"Fizzor, you idiot move quickly, if you don't get to Shamu Village before dark, I'll pick your skin!"

"Fizzor, lock the door, check if my chisel is brought, move quickly, otherwise there will be no food to eat at night!"

Fitzor

As soon as it was dawn, the townspeople in the small town of Nakhon heard the old stonemason Oak of the town reprimanding his distant nephew in a loud and low voice of a male duck.

The poor young man, who had defected to this uncle seven days ago, had not been scolded for a day.

Before dawn, he was supported to work, doing all kinds of heavy and dirty work, and occasionally doing hard labor for the townspeople in exchange for some food and change, and that clumsy appearance made people sympathize.

That old thing Oak doesn't know how sympathetic he is, what a good young man, like a mud monkey all day long, his face is gray and black, like a civet face, which makes people look pitiful.

But this poor man has no temper, and he is yelled at by his uncle to be a cow and a horse, and he has no complaints.

Hearing the shouting, it seemed that the uncle and nephew were planning to go far away.

Aunt Lenny twisted her bucket-like waist and pushed open the courtyard door, just in time to see the old stonemason and her nephew come out of the desolate and ruined alley.

Seeing that the latter was bent over, struggling to carry a huge package, and the thinly tied rattan almost stretched out the shape of the things inside, he couldn't help but feel soft, and pointed at Old Oak and shouted: "Old Oak, where are you going? Oh my God! You actually let your nephew carry so many things! Don't you have a little kindness?"

"Lenny mother, you don't meddle with things, Lao Tzu provides him with food and drink, and teaches him crafts, don't you even do any work, be a mascot? I'm not a nobleman, and he's not a cub of a noble family!

The old stonemason, who only held a hammer in his hand, was not a calm man in the town, and he was slang at every turn, and he looked like he was looking for someone to fight.

Aunt Lenny couldn't look past it, as if she had thought of something, she suddenly turned around and rushed into the house, and then rushed out again, and stuffed something as big as a fist into the young man's arms, and didn't pay attention to the old stonemason, and said to herself: "Poor boy, this one takes the road to eat, if you can't stand that old thing, you will leave him halfway, you have a lot of strength, where you can't find a job to do, there is no need to be idle." ”

Stuffed into the arms is a piece of black chestnut bread, the standard staple food of poor people, the entrance is slightly bitter, like chewing sand, but it can still barely fill the stomach, and the planting requirements are not high, sandy, alkaline and mountainous land can live, belonging to the cheap species that can be brilliant if you give a little sunshine.

"Lady Lenny, do you want to be beaten?

Hearing the fat woman's crooked instigation of his nephew to desert, the old stonemason angrily raised his hammer as a threat.

"Just an old thing like you, you deserve to be lonely for the rest of your life, and you don't even have a person to bury your bones in the end!"

The kind-hearted Aunt Leni counterattacked but was quite mean, directly making the old stonemason angry, wielding a hammer and jumping like thunder.

"Look, did I stop you? Hurry up, slacker!"

If you don't want to eat in prison, you can only extinguish the idea of rushing into the other party's house and beating the cheap mother-in-law, but the old stonemason poured his anger on his nephew, pushing the other party to stagger, making people immediately pinch a cold sweat.

The townspeople who saw this scene all shook their heads, and if the old stonemason Oak's stinky temper did not change, maybe he would really be said by Aunt Lenny.

No one buried him when he died, and his bones were dragged by wolves and dogs, and he ended up miserable-

Out of the town is a deserted dirt road, which is proved by two deep ruts that wind in parallel into the distance.

"Leni is a good man!"

The old stonemason couldn't help but look back at the town where he had lived in seclusion for more than twenty years, shook his head and sighed.

I'm afraid it's impossible to come back.

"Yes, Grandpa Oak!"

Lin Mo took out the black chestnut bun in his arms, looked at it, and stuffed it back into his arms, not looking down on this peaceful food at all.

Although his waist was still bent, his speech and movements still had residual strength, and the huge package behind him was like a fluttering cotton bag, with little weight at all.

Originally, the silver-haired man Yajia was worried that Lin Mo's stand-in would not look like it, but he didn't expect that when the other party put the "Dragon General" tactical armor and the exquisite clothes originally worn inside into the silver dragon egg talent space and changed into poor linen clothes, he could no longer find the pride of a noble child and the majesty of a strong person in this black-haired and black-eyed young man, and he was completely an out-and-out country vulgar boy.

Even the old stonemason was a little surprised that the Divine Court was really good at picking people, the light element was affinity, young, fresh faces, and seamless temperament changes, it was simply a perfect stand-in.

If it weren't for the fact that he had already known the origin of the other party, I am afraid that even he and Yaga would have mistakenly thought that the young man in front of them was clearly the lost grandson of the current "April" bishop, Lord Bray.

Even the Li sisters, who are good at disguise, pretend to be poor boys in the countryside, but they can't compare to Mo Lin, a bitter child who grew up in Cedar Town, for no other reason, this is just a true performance, and it doesn't need any carving and deliberateness.

Although the probability of being targeted from Nakh Town is almost none, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, there is no trace of flaws in the itinerary arranged by the Bright God Court.

An old stonemason in a grumpy town with his honest and honest distant nephew was introduced to another town to pick up a "big job".

It took not only one stonemason but also carpenters and blacksmiths to build a mill, and it was normal to find someone to find craftsmen from other towns.

I don't know why, the SEG core units put into the talent space of the Silver Dragon Egg will automatically stop functioning without exception, even if it is powered by a super farad capacitor battery, the Elemental Transformation Alchemist will never be able to produce a trace of new space elements in this magical talent space.

Temporarily interrupting the spatial element provided by the Elemental Transformation Alchemist, the silver dragon egg that quietly responded to the emotion of understanding was sealed into a fist-sized, inferiorly carved stone statue, and it was impossible to tell from the outside that there was a spatial silver dragon egg hidden inside.

Fortunately, before leaving, Lin Mo and Qi Fei used a number of SEG core units to cooperate with the Elemental Transformation Alchemist to transpose more dense space elements than usual, which made this silver dragon egg suck a lot.

It's just that when will this egg be able to hatch, even the little silver dragon shadow song of the same clan can only give an answer of "it's almost there".

Lin Mo, who was carrying a huge package on his back, had just arrived at Chunluo Town outside Fenglan City with the old stonemason, and saw the open space outside the town that had been leveled, as well as the stones piled up into mountains of different shapes.

If I am not mistaken, the grandson of Master Bray, the bishop of April, should be in this town-

(To be continued......)