I Will Rewrite Your Fate

Time, temporarily back to the night Linus warned Xie Ming. At this time, Guy En and the Purple Mist Investigation Team have been resting at the imperial army garrison, and are planning to go to Beiming Cave to investigate early tomorrow morning.

And in a small tavern in a small town not far from the station, a man wearing a black ronin cloak, and a silver-haired dark elf with dark purple skin and shoulder-length gloves walked in here.

Such strange two people naturally attracted the attention of many people in the tavern.

The heroic and brawny man with the huge totem on his hand drank the beer in his glass, showing a slightly sordid smile. But don't get me wrong, the word ferocious is a description of his smile, not that he exudes hostility and malice.

It's just that his appearance is too rough, and the faint sense of oppression that he unintentionally exudes will give people such an impression.

In fact, there were no other guests in the seats around him, and it was all because of this reason.

Think about it, if you enter a tavern and you find a muscular man who is super fierce, would you sit near him? I believe that if most people are really helpless, they won't.

Of course, a small number of people will answer ‘yes’. As for what kind of mood and thought they answered like this, I won't try to figure them out one by one.

"Master, there is someone with such a heavy sword."

"Hahaha, young is good."

The voices of the two were not specially concealed, so they also attracted some eyes to the past.

This is a man and a woman sitting in a not too remote corner of the pub. The woman is elegant and delicate, with cross-hairs, wearing a lavender shirt and blue and white dress, with a light veil on her face and a simple Qing sword behind her back. . On silk clothing, the edges and corners have unique embroidery that is not obvious.

Just by looking at the clothes, you can understand that this is a typical imaginary female.

The man she called the master has a messy, unruly shoulder-length brown hair, and a gray-black robe is casually worn on the body, and deliberately did not put on the right sleeve, revealing a strong right arm and half. A chest.

There were no fewer than three long and narrow scars on the exposed half of the chest.

Slowly sipping the wine in the glass, sitting on the chair dangling leisurely, as if drunk. On the side of the table, there is a long knife in a wooden sheath.

The notable guys in the entire tavern are these three. So just as they were looking at themselves, the black cloaked man Kabuto's gaze swept across the three of them, and then silently walked to a remote location in the tavern.

Men in black cloaks don't like making noise, so they don't care about other people's eyes. But the silver-haired dark elf who walked with him didn't have such a good temper.

"What do you look at!?"

She glanced dangerously at the tavern, and focused on the pair of mentors and apprentices who evaluated her partner's weapons, the female dark elf coldly shouted.

"Take care of my eyes. If you don't need them, I can help you get rid of them!"

"...Luxi."

The intimidation of the female dark elf caused the black cloak man's movements to stop for an instant, and then made a somewhat helpless voice.

"Don't care about these insignificant things. We have to continue to set off after we have eaten."

"Tsk, A-Gump, you are the Taifo family, and I have been looked at by this group of trash all day long." The female dark elf called Luxi smacked her lips uncomfortably, but she didn't refute too much, honestly. Keep up with Forrest Gump left.

But the misfortune came out of her mouth, and Luxie was comfortable after scolding herself, but it didn't mean that other people were willing to let her go.

Putting the wine glass in her hand on the table top, the elegant woman carrying a clear sword raised her eyes slightly.

"Dark Elf, apologize to my master. Even if he looks sloppy and decadent, he is usually not only long-winded but also addicted to alcohol. But that is not something you can insult."

"Uh... Nuoyu, are you sure, are you talking for me?"

The brown-haired man twitched his mouth, wondering what to say about himself as the only disciple who closed the door. My apprentice has been excellent in character, cultivated and prudent in character. If she was the only one, someone would just laugh away when someone said ‘trash’.

Waste is not waste, and it is not what others say. What's more, when others treat themselves as rubbish and really fight together, it is actually advantageous.

However, that is after all she is alone. But now she is with her master.

As a disciple, if you hear that your master has been insulted by others, and you still haven't responded, it's not that you have cultivated, but that you don't understand how to respect the teacher.

It is precisely because of self-cultivation that people and words that insult Master cannot be simply let go.

But she really couldn't make things easier once she did this. He had a bad personality, and Luxi, who refused to accept anyone except Forrest Gump, exploded in an instant. There was a trace of blood in his pupils, and the blood began to diffuse in the tavern.

"Berserker....."

Only the berserkers of the swordsman transfer branch will have such a strong vitality after entering the attack state. As one of the most difficult professions, I ran into a woman from Xuzu's side who didn't know the depth.

There is a good show.

In an instant, many of the guests suddenly came to their spirits, and they even woke up immediately.

"Apologize?"

Luxi smiled contemptuously: "Well, you, a disciple, will prove it? If you are too wasteful, it means that your master, even if the strength may not be wasteful, but in teaching people, it is It's really useless."

".......Ugh."

With a light sigh, Nuo Yu stood up, a few chills flashed in his dark eyes.

"It seems that you belong to the kind of dark elf who has thrown away all your education and is completely degenerate. I shouldn't care about people like you with unskilled words and inferior provocations. But you have insulted my master again and again, if it were me. Just forget it, it will only be despised by others. I will despise myself as well."

"Go out, dark elf. I will let you understand how to write the word polite."

"That's really great, just so, I also teach people how to write the characters on the Xuzu side. It's just..."

With a playful smile on his face, the corners of Luxi's mouth curled up slightly.

"Do you have that qualification?"

"Is there any qualifications, I will let you know."

After speaking, Nuoyu passed Luxi and walked straight to the entrance of the tavern. Not to be outdone, Luxi quickly followed, and stood side by side with Nuo Yu. The speed of the two is very fast, as if they are fighting over who gets out of the tavern first.

"Luxi? Stop making trouble and come back."

"Girl Nuoyu, what do you care about things that I don't care about, come over and pour me some wine."

"Forrest Gump, shut up your mouth!"

"Master, at least when you are outside, please be more serious and useful. Otherwise, it will be your apprentice me who is in trouble."

The two women turned their heads together, looked at their partner (Master) with an unkind expression, and unceremoniously turned back, and choked the two men in an instant. Then, they walked out side by side.

Fortunately, the door of this tavern is quite large, and two slender women can still walk out together. If he were replaced by the strong Bantu guy sitting in the middle, he would have to bow his head and turn sideways when he entered and exit, let alone walk out side by side with others.

"..."

"a ha ha ha....."

The men glanced at each other, and they all saw their helplessness in each other's eyes. A wonderful friendship was born between them.

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