Dragon Zero

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A spar lamp was held in the air, and Jola stood in front of a mural that had already been discolored, looking at the ancient traces on the wall. After inquiring, Alice and they also learned that there were ancient ruins in the cellars of the residents. Under the care of their broken mouths, this resident looked at them as women and teenagers and agreed that they would enter their cellars.

Fitz was caught between the two girls, and he just stretched his neck and had to squeeze in the middle, but he couldn't understand the things on the wall, his interest was indifferent, his eyes rolled, and a smirk appeared, and his arms gently embraced Ruo. Pull and Alice's waist, groping them.

Alice asked: "Jorah, is this a monument of Figani?"

Ruola shook her head: "I'm not sure. After the demise of ancient Fijianica, the subsequent dynasties in the desert were influenced by Fijiani culture. There are inheritances and similarities in murals, books, costumes, and texts. It’s hard to make a judgement to prepare for the discolored mural."

Jennifer added later: "In fact, such a mural monument is not uncommon in the desert, even if this is Figani, it may not be able to explain anything."

Alice felt a hand on the thick fur fur was touching her chest and punched **** the back of his hand.

"Oh, Sister Alice, you hurt me." Foz drew back his hand, rubbing the back of his left hand, which was beaten red, and kept blowing at the red seal.

Ruola realized that Foz's hand had touched the fur under her fur quietly, and she blushed dumbly, so embarrassed.

Alice snorted: "It won't be so light when you touch it again next time. If it's Ruola, see what else is nearby."

The cellar was not big, and it piled up a lot of food, and it was read again in a short time. There was nothing worth noting. Several mermaids crawled out of the deep cellar and happened to meet several people on the street in conflict.

The cause of the conflict was not seen, only four or five people fell to the ground and groaned in pain. There was a standing hand holding two swords, one was ordinary and a little torn, and the other was a crystal iron sword. The blue and white fluorescent lights are scattered, and the sword is translucent. At first glance, you know that it is a rare treasure.

The brown-haired man in his thirties, wearing a long gray warm robe, threw away the inferior iron sword in his hand and inserted the sword backhand into the scabbard.

"Mistakenly, that's our sword. Don't you want to go..." A man who was knocked down scrambled to get up, reaching for the sword, but was kicked away.

The brown-haired man in his thirties supported the hilt: "Is this yours? Haven't some of your sand robbers been robbed from others?"

Another sand thief got up and said angrily: "Fart, we picked this sword from a corpse, it wasn't robbed. Hurry back to us!"

The endless forgetting of the desert, I don't know how many hero bones to kill, some are buried because of the wind and sand, and some are exposed because of the wind and sand. When encountering one or two corpses, it is common to pick up some valuable objects.

The brown-haired man said: "Since you picked it, it is not yours. Besides, we have a gamble, I won, and this sword is mine."

The robber couldn't be more angry: "You... you're unreasonable, and we'll fight you only if you're looking for our ballast, you... you're robbing us! You're a robber!" He couldn't make sense. Blame the other party for robbery.

The residents around laughed loudly, holding one's chest to see the lively look, no one wanted to get involved in the trouble of this outsider battle. It is also common for sand thieves in the vicinity to come to Zhuyan Town for repairs occasionally.

The brunette man ignored them and turned away. But the four sand thieves were not reconciled, and called out the guardian Warcraft to recapture the sword.

Residents shouted angrily: "Hey, few of you, don't call Warcraft here, OK, what if we destroy our house and shop?"

Sand thieves usually don't dare to mess up in Zhuyan Town. Many residents in the town have done sand thieves and are good players. But the sword was extraordinary, and several people vowed to take it back, and could not manage so much.

At this moment, a man in a red leather robe jumped from the air and yelled in his mouth: "Come, come, fight? Come fight with me." He held two silver-black handles The axe, one axe, cut two World of Warcraft into serious wounds, and the two axes waved in a fierce manner, frightening those sand thieves not to come near.

This man, Alice, who was wearing a red leather robe, had seen that they had two guests at a restaurant before, and it was this man who sat alone.

"Why, are you scared?" The man in the red robe carried his **** axe on his shoulder and looked at the four sand robbers provocatively: "The guy who bullies and fears hard is justified when he robs others. Now he is worthy of being robbed by others. ."

"You... you wait with me, we will count back this account sooner or later." The four sand thieves saw that the two were not easy to provoke, and called the guardian to quickly slip away.

The brown-haired man who grabbed the sword said to this person: "Thank you, help me."

The man in the red robe rubbed his nose and smiled, "Hey, it's okay, you can deal with them with your skill. I just have itchy hands, I'm full of food and want to be active. Man, how about taking me out of town? ?"

"This……"

Suddenly, the man in the red robe yelled and jumped: "Oops~!"

The brunette is strange: "What's wrong?"

The red robe man scratched his head and regretted: "I have nothing to ask, they just ran away."

The brunette asked, "What do you want to ask?"

"Hey, they are sand thieves. I want to ask them how to find the blast." The man in red robe said.

The brown-haired man's eyes narrowed: "Are you looking for a blast? The blast of the blast thief?"

"Yeah, do you know him?"

The brown-haired man shook his head and asked, "What are you doing for the blast?"

"Of course I want to join the wind thief group." The man in red robe excitedly said: "My biggest wish in Dallas is to join the wind thief group, and then follow them to steal treasures around the world. Hahahahaha... It's fun to think about it! "(See Chapter 1048 of Volume VII.)

The brown-haired man said: "Most of the wind thieves are found in the eastern or northern part of the desert, but I recently came from the north and I have been looking for the wind thieves. I have not found them."

Dallas wondered: "Oh, are you also looking for blast? What are you doing?"

The brown-haired man smiled softly and said, "It's the same as your purpose."

Dallas backed his axe behind his back, clapping his hands and jumping: "Ha ha ha ha ha, you are also going to join the wind thief group. Great, let's go together. By the way, I don't know what you call it."

"Ryder. Visage Ryder." (See Chapter 1545 of Volume X.)

After the two knew each other, they went away with some laughs. When the residents saw that there was no more horror, they all dispersed. Alice has heard of the blast and knows that he and Master Bingzhixie are members of a mercenary corps, whispering, "I don't think so many people want to join the blast gang, isn't it sand thieves?"

Jennifer said: "The blast group is not the same. In most cases, they only steal and rarely hurt people during the robbery. I heard that they have a high degree of freedom inside, for some thieves with a moral bottom line , Blast Theft is a very attractive team."

Foz suddenly jumped out and punched his fist in the palm of his hand: "Okay, I decided. Big Devil Emperor Foz is going to set up the Devil Emperor Theft Group, defeat the High Wind Theft Group, and collect them as little brothers. Hahahaha, I am the Devil The emperor is the most powerful robber... Ouch, it hurts. Aunt Jennifer, why are you knocking on my head..."

"Your boy, just daydream." Jennifer knocked angrily: "Also, don't call me aunt, do I look very young?"

"Ah~! Yes, Sister Jennifer..." Foz hugged the head in front of him, and suddenly turned around and made a grimace: "Aunt Jennifer, Granny Jennifer, sour...you come and beat me "" He said, slapping his back and patting his buttocks, and ran away quickly.

...

The three teams met at the very center of Zhuyan Town. Tyson came here to talk with the mayor of Zhuyan Town for a long time and learned some of the customs of this place. He learned that there is an ancient cellar underground in Zhuyan Town. Ask the mayor immediately to let them go down and take a look.

After a little hesitation, the mayor agreed and said, "There is a passage in the cellar, which leads to the pillar rock behind me. The peak of pillar rock is the place where the town residents hold the wind burial, it is a very sacred and solemn place, Outsiders must never walk up the passage."

Tyson said: "Since it is a local custom, we will never reluctantly. Thank you, Mayor."

The mayor asked them to take a bath before entering the ancient big cellar. The mayor said that the big cellar is the place connected with the Pillar Peak and the place where the deceased passed through, so it needs to be kept clean and clean to remove the dirt from the body.

No one is abnormal about this. It must be the cultural tradition of this place. It is necessary to maintain the necessary respect. There is an undercurrent in the deep underground of Zhuyan Town, and there is a public bath by the dark river. The water quality is very clear. After taking a bath here, under the leadership of the mayor and the town guard, Tyson and everyone went down to the large cellar deep in the town.

The cellar is very large and there are many artificial traces. From the pattern point of view, it was definitely not used as a cellar before. The brick walls in the cellars are very old, with some patterns on the walls, but they are very worn and weathered. It will inevitably be used as a cellar for a long time.

Tyson shook his head, he is also a half of cultural relics and archaeologists, it is difficult to see something about the preservation status. There is a compartment in the cellar, and the other area isolated is to lead to the Pillar Peak. Tyson and they did not enter. They just took a crystal lamp and looked inside. The general situation is similar to the cellar where food is stored.

Out of the big cellar, everyone seemed a little disappointed because there was no intended harvest.

The mayor wore a blue robe and a white fur, with a white headscarf and a golden headband on his head. The guards in the town locked the cellar and said to them: "It looks like there is no help for you. If you don’t mind, Let me entertain all guests to rest in town for one night."

Tyson refused: "Thank you again for the mayor's enthusiasm and help. We can just go back to the airship and take a rest, maybe we can start in the middle of the night."

"It seems that you are all very busy people, then I won't keep them." The old town mayor nodded at them and left.

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