The tombstone in the center of the cemetery is slightly more ornate than the others, with a statue of a broken weapon. 13 tombstones, a wide variety of weapons. Knives, guns, swords, scepters, fists... The statue on the tombstone is a bit broken, but intact, and most likely deliberately carved to show the rich history of the deceased's struggle.

Ouyang Dao looked at the tombstone next to the tombstone. Sheldon was defeated by 23 elite ghosts, killing 17 people. Blood Knight Rajesh was defeated by 15 swamp demons and clams, killing 11 enemies. Howard, the magic apothecary, was killed by 57 mutants, decapitated his enemies, and then both died. Swordsmanship Master Lenard was defeated by 1342 class skeletons 859. Jack Skywalker was killed by seven top assassins.

Tereron, killed by 17 elite Earth Mages, cut off 5 enemies. Amy, the dragon summoner, died at the hands of three unknown masters.

Double-speared Tessa, killed by 300 fire elves and beheaded 49 people. Charles, Breaking Bad, died in a rose. Gina · Astorius, the swordsman, fell into the swampy mire. Judge Lily, Ranger Robin, dies of a silent assistant. Bolon, Kyohio, killed 150 elite knights, killed 17.

"Thirteen Masters!" Ouyang Dao's greed buried all reason, this cemetery has already buried 13 masters!He stared straight ahead, his hand caressing the tombstone, blood flowing rapidly in his veins, as if he couldn't wait to leave. He was touching a winged stone tablet with Jack underneath. Everyone else stared at Ouyang Dao strangely, some of the old hunters seemed to understand something, and there was a tenderness in Ouyang Dao's eyes. No matter what they thought of Ouyang Dao, he was frantically rubbing the statue with his wrist.

Why is it not broken, let me bleed Ouyang Dao's thick and rough professional body has now become his biggest obstacle. The rest of the hunters stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, but Ouyang Dao still stared at the tombstone with an angry face, and the old hunters gently separated Ouyang Dao from the tombstone with their wrists. ”

"No, no, give me a drop of blood, just a drop of Ouyang Dao's heart is furious, just to watch the treasure disappear.

President Nazar led the hunters to find 13 masters, and then he led them away, a complicated process that Ouyang Dao kept silent. This move confirmed the suspicions of the old people, who saw Ouyang Dao getting more and more excited. No matter what others thought of him, Ouyang Dao was bleeding in his heart. "Thirteen masters, thirteen masters have left me," Ouyang Dao had a feeling of loss, and when he came out of the cemetery, Ouyang Dao took out two small blood vials from his pocket and carefully looked at the road at his feet.

"The 13 masters didn't have any bruises, and the entire wurm was fine," Ouyang Dao said, following the path to find anything that could touch the dragon's skin. Then, on the way from the cemetery to Yarong Peak, Ouyang Dao lowered his head, confirming the suspicions of the others. This is also a poor kid looks like when he was recruited, his original intention was to become president, and from now on take good care of him before he left Aaron, Ouyang Dao's fear of loss reached its peak, and he lost control of his actions. Where did the old turtle open its eyes just now?

It doesn't matter, the five or six blood vials in his hand have fallen, something must have happened Ouyang Dao looked crazy at the moment, his eyes were red, and his exposed arm did not move at all, and he took another bite with one choice. "Enough, Gaia, calm down!" Nazha looked at Ouyang Dao disappreciatively. ”

This is the cemetery. Whatever the reason, respect them Naza's words poured down like a basin of cold water, and at this moment, Ouyang Dao discovered a small detail that he had overlooked. The victims they bring are placed in small boxes, that is to say they may be ashes, or just some representative items of the deceased. So the 13 masters buried inside are most likely not a complete corpse, just a monument. At this time, Ouyang Dao felt that he had not lost too much money. It was then that Tutsi suddenly grabbed his hand from behind.

"Don't act rashly, now is not the time," Ouyang Dao said. "I'm not impulsive, it's all planned" "I'm not impulsive" Rat Tucci sniffed "Look at the way you look at corpses, you people from the School of Death are obsessed with them" "Corpses, some ashes, nothing "What ashes?" Inside are complete master corpses, our two schools... ”

Speaking of this, Tu Qi was surprised, and he stared at Ouyang Dao with a threatening expression. "Who are you?You are not a person from the School of Death Ouyang Dao said expressionlessly, "Of course I'm not a deathist," he said with a smile on Du Qi, although Du Qi was telling the truth, his half-revealed smile seemed a little confused. "You... Tutsi looked confused, but the situation wasn't right for him to do more. Tucci's small body moved through the line as he slowly moved away from Ouyang Dao.

"Alas, the fool has come to his senses," Ouyang Dao said, grabbing his chin. He's recovered, he can't reach the 13 corpses in the guild, and the hunters will take care of him when the time comes. In the Lion City, the Master may be the king, but on the entire continent, the Master is only the foundation of transcendence. Ouyang Dao lost his train of thought and followed the team back to the Lion City. Ouyang Dao didn't think much about it, but felt that the sun was covered by dark clouds. Ouyang Dao raised his head.

A huge dragon flew overhead, its wings stretched out to cover the sun, and the scales on its belly were the size of an apartment. The dragon flew by, and everyone lay at his feet like ants. It flew across the sky, leaving patches of rootless white mist, Ouyang Dao maliciously guessed. "It's, perhaps, the legendary... Dragon's Fart? "Even more surprising is the City of the Dragon. ”

Is that the legendary fog capital? While others marveled at its magic, Ouyang Dao silently watched the huge flying dragon. "Fly, fly, sooner or later it's mine" At this moment, Ouyang Dao came to another world and determined his first goal. "One day, I will also ride a giant beast and look down on the world like a god" After leaving the guild cemetery, an old hunter named Dingji followed Ouyang Dao, Ouyang Dao knew about his actions, but there was never any definite news. Then the two hunters stopped, one in front and the other in the back, and the man in front was nervous, and his pace was getting faster and faster. Then he took a long look, but he was old and frail, and his forehead gradually sweated.

"Wow, little Gaia, stop," Ouyang Dao said, when he heard the hunter's voice, blood surging in his eyes, the old man behind him didn't know what he was doing, and when he ran, they were in a lonely alley. "This isn't old Uncle Dinge, what's wrong? You and I are not strangers, your father and I are old friends" "You and my father! ”！

Old man, I see that your hair color and pupil color are obviously not earthling. In the face of all this, he was a little dazed and didn't know what kind of expression to express. Tricking an old hunter isn't the same as tricking a rat tucci. After all, the rat Tusi may be a spy sent by a hostile force, and the old hunter... When Ouyang Dao didn't understand the situation yet, the old hunter Ding Ji looked very similar. "I know you're worried, don't worry, I won't ask any more questions about your father" Ouyang Dao hesitated, but decided to tell the truth.

In this case, even if he lied and confessed, the odds of getting caught were too high. And from the analysis of a few words of this old man, this identity is afraid of bringing more trouble. "I don't think you know my father. Specifically, I'm not the person you're looking for" "Young man, don't rush to deny. I haven't told you who I'm looking for, and you won't admit it" "No, I'm pretty sure you don't know my father"

"Humph!"

The old man snorted angrily like a child. "Even if I don't know your father, my elders, can I recommend you to be a young man? Okay," Ouyang Dao felt helpless, because if the old hunter made up his mind about him, there was really nothing he could do. After all, that old hunter was found in the guild, obviously going out with Ouyang Dao, if he didn't come back within a few days, Ouyang Dao might have packed up his things and left. "Okay, you please," Ouyang Dao said, bending down and following the old hunter Ding Ji towards the market in the city center.

Along the way, as long as there is a little quiet place where there is no one, the old hunter and Ouyang Dao will be as close as possible. From life, housing, study, fighting, money, to asking about emotions, friends, experiences, it can be said that he did everything possible to get close to Ouyang Dao, and then took the time to give Ouyang Dao a simple psychological consultation. Unlike most healers in the world, the old hunter taught Ouyang Dao some practical things. Such as mental conditioning after the first killing, self-motivation before preparing to fight monsters, and small ways to concentrate during battle.

These news are very important to Ouyang Dao, to summarize the battle of this old man. After receiving these instructions, Ouyang Dao's attitude towards Ding Ji became more respectful. Neither is disrespect. He's the son of a dead man, and 100 percent of the time it's time to be exposed, and when it comes time to appease old Dingkey's anger, a little respect is a trap. As the central square got closer and closer, and there were more and more people on the street, Ding Ji no longer spoke to Ouyang Dao, as if every word he said was some big secret.

The Lion City's New Year's market is busy, and even though everyone is hiding in the fog, a variety of goods are constantly showing their brilliance. The usually empty streets are now crowded with stalls, and the usually spacious roads are now more crowded than before.

Along the way, Ouyang Dao and Ding Ji encounter all kinds of elves and goblins, and the stalls sell a wide variety of goods, but more often than not, they are daily necessities or delicate small toys. What is really about power is 100% invisible in this huge and noisy market.

According to Ding, the market is generally divided into three circles, with some ordinary daily necessities at the periphery, but with some unique magic due to the fact that they are produced by elves or goblins. For example, the perfume produced in the elven district, although made with flower petals, the fragrance produced by the elves was more intense and long-lasting, and was popular with some nobles and merchants.

The place where Ding Qi took Ouyang Dao was the inner circle, the sales market for truly extraordinary items. From the outside of the market, the guards were gradually visible on the street, and after walking a few tens of meters, the ordinary citizens and noble retinues outside the market disappeared. In the central group, there were more families of modest status, such as merchants, scholars, or minor nobles.

There are already some supernatural powers at the nearby exhibitions, but only runes that are more powerful than ordinary civilian technology. A deep stone carved pavilion attracted Ouyang Dao's eyeballs. The stalls are filled with puppets the size of domestic cats, but they are physically nimble and, according to the vendors, they have the strength of adults. Ouyang Dao took a closer look and didn't find any obvious rune marks. The core of the mysterious civilization of Northern Europe was gone, and Ouyang Dao only saw the tip of the iceberg.

Old Dinkie didn't stay long in the central circle, and the more he walked towards the central town hall, the more sparse the bustling bazaar became. With the town hall as the center, the central square serves as the main inner ring of the bazaar, which can still be said to be sparse even if it is crowded with hundreds of hunters, hundreds of various personnel of the church. The stalls in the inner circle market are very large, and the goods sold are also the daily necessities of many professionals and beginners, and they are usually the blood awakening pills bought in the main group, and the market in the inner circle can only be the most common commodity.

The most striking thing in Ouyang Dao's collection is the combination of elves and goblins, and the items they sell are among the most precious items in the world, as if they were knowledge. Ouyang Dao wanted to squeeze in to see if there was any kung fu or summoning knowledge suitable for him, but Ding Ji grabbed Ouyang Dao from behind.

"There's rubbish out there, and you'll have to see what's really valuable," Dinkie said, looking at an ornate building in a white mist. "Lion City Council Hall," Ouyang Dao whispered the name of the building, looking at Old Dink in surprise. Do you have...