From the Dungeon, Slaughter the Demon Apostle

"Haha, that's also possible, maybe I've been living outside Bobo City for twenty years!"

Immediately someone replied mockingly.

The leader waved his hand, pointed to a piece of cold iron embedded in the wall on the wall outside the city gate expressionlessly, and said:

"Go over there and read the rules yourself, don't waste our time here, there are still many people who will enter the city later!"

With the support of the city gate guards, the people behind also started to boo.

"Hey, leave the team quickly if you don't have any money, don't waste our time here."

"It's just...you foreigners are the most annoying. It is because of you people that the price of our Popo City has risen and life is difficult!"

It seems that local residents have deep resentment towards foreigners.

The woman looked back at the queue behind her. He waited for a long time before it was his turn. If he left the queue, he would have to line up from the back of the queue again. A mere guard leader teased her like this. The icy breath circulated around him, and the thin water mist began to twist rapidly.

The rank of the leader seems to be not low. The moment the water element was exuded from the woman, he immediately realized that the other party had murderous intentions. He took a step back, pulled out the avenue around his waist and shouted:

"Bold! Popo City is not a place for you mages who know how to order three-legged cats to run wild. Come here and take it down for me!"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the other onlookers and people in line quickly retreated far away. It seems that there are often some people who are short-sighted here, and they have already learned how not to be affected.

All of a sudden, the leader felt a hand pressing on the wrist where he had drawn the saber, and a strong force came from him, and unconsciously, he inserted the saber that had been unsheathed back accurately.

The leader was startled, and he yelled inwardly that he didn't know how close the other party was. If he really wanted to kill them, he probably wouldn't be able to run for long, just like chickens and dogs. It shows that the other party's strength how high.

Just when he was in doubt, he heard a seemingly gentle but actually extremely cold voice in his ear:

"We just came back from other places, and we haven't been back for a long time. Maybe some rules have changed. We don't want to see the stele. It's a waste of time. How about it? If you say how much gate tax you pay, we brothers and sisters will pay double. good?"

Ling Fei said, showing Moni's great magician badge to the guard.

"Whether this woman is a great magician or not, I don't know, but this man's attack speed is a little too fast. I didn't see how he got there. He must be a master. It's better not to provoke him."

Seeing the strength of this pair of travelers, the queuing residents who were still complaining in their hearts shut their mouths wisely. Even if they wanted to slander, they had to find someone to offend. I'm not afraid of your fate, but I'm afraid of your blindness!

The leader's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and after hearing the man's reminder, he felt even more flustered. Great magician, this is a character that the nobles strongly invite, and it is not something he can provoke. It is not an easy task for a person who must be punished for his grievances to be punished after being accepted by the nobles.

But what the man said below obviously gave him a step, so the leader coughed twice and said:

"The city entry tax is five copper coins per person, double for the two of you, and you can leave after paying."

The man smiled, took out a silver coin from his pocket and threw it into the leader's hand, and said with a smile:

"Too many, even if I invite you brothers to drink tea, sister, let's go."

Seeing the two figures disappearing into the crowd, the leader of the gatekeeper realized that his back was wet.

These two people are Ling Fei and Mo Ni who just spent a month selling explosive dragon scales in various alchemist strongholds in the Mar Mountain Range, and earned a lot of money. Although the Mar Mountain Range is three thousand miles away from Popo City, they can Relying on the strength of the two, if they really started to go all out, they would only be back in less than half a month.

"Who is your sister? Hmph!"

Mo Ni asked with some displeasure.

Ling Fei put away his smile, squinted at her, and asked instead:

"It's an expedient measure, don't be in vain. Besides, I'm curious, have you really lived in Popo City for twenty years? Why don't you even know about the city tax?"

Mo Ni felt a little hot on her face. Fortunately, she was covered by a mask, otherwise she might have to find a crack in the ground to get in, but he still insisted:

"What's so strange about this? I usually have servants in charge of my work. How do I know about these trivial matters?"

What she said was also true. As a noble lady who stretched out her clothes and stretched her hands to eat and opened her mouth, she really didn't need to care about those insignificant things.

"Well, even if what you said is true, then I would like to ask you, Miss Monny, can you tell me where your home is, my task is to send you home safely, let's hurry up Light to your house, as long as I see you enter the house, I will be considered as retired."

Ling Fei didn't intend to explore the truth and falsehood of Moni's words, he just wanted to get this matter done quickly, and then go on the road alone. As for whether to go to Grace, or what, that's what he is now The most important thing to think about.

Mo Ni looked around numbly, and then said with some embarrassment:

"I usually go out by car and rarely walk. I have never been on this kind of small road. I...I..."

Ling Fei waved his hand speechlessly: "Just say that you don't know the way, and it's over. Why are you talking so much?"

"I'm just lost!"

Mo Ni clenched her fists and shouted loudly, which immediately attracted the attention of passers-by.

Just when the two looked at each other blankly, a weak voice came from the crowd:

"Little...Miss?"

Mo Ni froze all over, followed the sound, and in the crowd of people passing by, a thin figure with a vegetable basket appeared in her field of vision.

"Emma? Is it Emma?"

Mo Ni's voice was a little trembling, she called softly.

Little Lolita's body also trembled, and then she rushed over and shouted:

"Miss, miss, it's really miss!"

Ling Fei looked down at the little loli in front of her. She had blue hair, a pair of watery blue eyes, tears welled up in her eyes, and she was dressed in a servant's attire made of exquisite materials. It seemed that she should be a servant of some wealthy family.

Since this little loli calls Mo Ni Miss, it seems that Mo Ni is indeed a descendant of a famous family.

Mo Ni wiped Emma's tears kissingly, and comforted softly: