Food Hunter

Lin Nie is old after all, and her body's strength, coordination, strength and other values ​​have dropped drastically, and she is not like Nitro, who is a strengthening system. After getting old, the endurance is really not enough.

Originally, this battle was mainly about bottoming out. Luo only had to show his abilities in all aspects, not necessarily to decide the outcome.

However, neither of the two expected that the fight lasted less than fifteen minutes, and Lin Nie accidentally twisted his waist...

As a result, Lin Nie's plan to teach Luo his thought skills and genre skills temporarily fell through.

Floating clouds gathered in the sky at some point, coming from afar, swiftly passing the moon, making the moonlight bright and dark.

Quietly in Elba, the soldiers patrolled back and forth with expressionless faces, fulfilling their duties and responsibilities, but were completely unaware of the people walking through the darkness.

Luo sent Lin Nie back to the room, then went back to the room on his own, and went to bed thinking about the fight with Lin Nie tonight, trying to find out the shortcomings.

Early the next morning, Sa Ge yelled from the house. He had brought breakfast to Lin Nie, and then found that Lin Nie had a sprained waist.

Lin Nie covered the past with a few words about Sago’s caring inquiries, naturally it was impossible to tell what happened last night.

Luo went straight downstairs to the small yard behind the house for morning exercises, but when Bukhala woke up, he was called to see the store by Sago.

Because of Lin Nie's waist injury, most of them had to stay in bed for a period of time. The daily routine of contacting various spices was also cancelled, giving Luo a lot of free time.

After his morning exercises, he ran to Vulture Street after eating. One was to look for antiquities that carried the power of thought, and the other was to look for these stall owners from time to time to inquire about the restricted desert area.

I don't know how terrifying the so-called desert restricted area is. Even if Luo repeatedly disclosed that he would use a sum of money to exchange information, the stall owners still kept silent.

"Old bald, is there anything new today?"

Luo came to a booth and scanned many antiques.

The old bald man sitting on the low stool rolled his eyelids when he heard the words, and said angrily: "You are the same thing every day. If it is easy to ship, so many stunners will die in vain every year."

Sha Lengzi is what Vulture Street vendors call for those who venture into the desert to find underground ruins. There is no irony, because Lengzi is another name for a kind of earthworm in the desert.

"Then I can change the sentence."

Luo raised his head to look at the old bald head and smiled slightly.

"No, it's okay to ask anyone, don't come to me." The old bald man seemed to know what Luo wanted to say, so he stopped directly.

Luo shrugged and said helplessly, "Is that place so scary?"

"You little baby from outside, you don't have the slightest awe of the desert. I would like to advise you again. Curiosity will kill Butler. I'll leave this alone and stop pestering me." The old bald blew. Blow the beard.

Butler was the priest of the strongest country in the Kandia Desert thousands of years ago. His status was below one person and above 10,000. But in the end, because of curiosity, he accidentally collided with the king and the male favorite and was shocked on the spot.

The king was a ruthless man, and in order to hide the fact that he was gay, he ordered his cronies to kill the priest on the spot.

Priest Butler lost his position and rights that thousands of people could not obtain because of curiosity. This matter was codified into such a sentence after a thousand years.

Luo curled his lips, lowered his voice and said, "Then think about it, is there a suitable person to help you carry the pot, I will pester him, not you."

The old bald head suddenly moved, and he really thought about who could sell him, and transfer Luo this annoying guy. After thinking for a moment, he clapped his hands suddenly, and said excitedly: "Go to the bar at the Quicksand Tavern, just give it to him. Enough money, I will tell you a few inches below."

"Quicksand Tavern?" Luo looked at the old bald head and wondered: "I have been to almost every bar during this period. I have never seen a Quicksand Bar."

The old bald man pointed in a direction and said, "Because the tavern is in a slum in the north of the city, of course you have never seen it." After a pause, he solemnly warned: "That barman is a tavern owner. I don't know him well. I pointed it out to you, no matter what you want to do, keep the morals and don't get involved with me."

Luo smiled and made an OK gesture, then stretched out his hand and swept past the many antiquities on the booth, touched a dark green hollow bracelet from it, and threw it over.

The old bald head caught the bracelet in a panic, and was about to curse, but he heard Luo say: "This is a refined bracelet from Luluka's time. It is a genuine product. It can be worth three million nuns. Price."

Luo Sui fingered the price tag hung on the bracelet, and regardless of whether the old bald believes it or not, he headed towards the north of the city.

The old bald man looked at Luo's leaving back, cursed in a low voice, looked at the price of one hundred thousand jiunias on the bracelet, and wanted to put it back on the stall. For some reason, he re-written the price in a ghostly manner.

3 million nuns...!

During this period of time, Luo Tiantian was wandering in Vulture Street. He seemed to be a pure newcomer who was very interested in antiques. He was in contact with him many times. Although Luo did not show a strong sense of existence, several stall owners felt that Luo was a little bit. It's not simple, but I can't tell why.

The old bald head is one of the stall owners. This is also the reason why Luo Mingming is so harassing, but he has never spoken harshly to Luo. Maybe he himself has not discovered that his communication attitude with Luoping is to treat Luo as his peers.

The living environment in the Kandia Desert is harsh, and the living environment in the oasis is also difficult, but no matter where it is, there are people who live well and those who live hard.

The king's palace stands in the center of the oasis, near the water source, and the surrounding buildings spread out from here, and the residents living nearby also have no worries about life. In contrast, the slums in the north of the city present a completely different view.

When Luo came to the house, the house was generally low and the sanitary environment was very poor. Even the soldiers did not want to come to the slums here. After walking for a long time, he noticed a lot of attention to him.

Those gazes, like those of a stray dog, under the uncontrollable eagerness, are deeper cowardice.

Unwilling to cause trouble, Luo left the ground and walked on the roof. It didn't take long for him to find a lively tavern. He pushed the door directly in, and he was oncoming the unpleasant sweat with the smell of cheap alcohol.

Luo Mian walked in without changing his face, and at the same time gathered the power of thought on his nose to isolate the unpleasant smell.

The tavern was full of men in sloppy clothes. Except for the man standing at the bar, everyone else's clothes were dirty and their faces were unkempt.

Water is a rare resource in El Bari. People who stray here would rather not take a bath for ten years, but also use the water to mix with wine~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The original noisy guests seem to hold down suddenly The movies with the pause button are all quietly watching Luo standing in front of the door.

The delicate skin and the dazzling appearance were incompatible with them.

The man in the bar suddenly said: "What do you dare to do, keep going!"

As soon as his voice fell, the paused movie resumed, and the people in the tavern ignored Luo and continued to clamor.

The man, who was close to middle age, had a dozen braids on his head, had a dark complexion, and a big nose. He was leaning on the bar with one hand, palms on his cheeks, and his plain gaze swept around Luo's body.

Luo is also looking at the man.

Those who are capable of thinking.

This word quietly emerged in the hearts of both parties.

It's been a while since Luo came to Elba City, and I have seen many people, but I have only seen someone like Sago, and I didn't expect that there would be one in the tavern in the slum.