The Legend of Douba Resurrection

In the moment of turning around, the middle-aged man saw a graceful and charming beauty looking at him with a smile while holding the arm of a gentle and jade-like young man.

The middle-aged man instantly suppressed the astonishment in his eyes, and quickly lowered his head and cupped his hands.

If you don't have strength in the Black Horn Territory and want to live long, you have to hang on.

Xiao Yan looked at the middle-aged man he sent to the door with a smile and said, "I need a detailed map of the Black Corner Region. I don't know if my friend has a way?"

As for what the guy in front of him was saying just now, Xiao Yan didn't pay attention to it, who would care what a bug was thinking.

"Yes, yes, there is a map here, and I will give it to the adults."

Seeing the boy, the wretched middle-aged man didn't seem to blame him and hurried to please him.

As he said that, he took out a sheepskin map from a low-level ring on his right hand that seemed to be made with extremely poor refining techniques.

Xiao Yan took the map handed over by the wretched middle-aged man with both hands, put it in the ring and prepared to leave.

"grown ups."

The wretched middle-aged man shouted.

"Ok?"

Xiao Yan looked at the middle-aged man in doubt.

"My lord, although there is this map, it is actually useless. Once the black storm on the Great Plains of the Black Territory comes, it will confuse all directions. The safest way is to follow an experienced caravan."

"I know that there is a caravan going to the Black Seal City recently, and my lord can go with them. It's just the cost..."

The middle-aged man stretched out his right hand, rubbed it together and said with a wretched smile.

Speaking of which, in addition to guarding the gate of the tribe to collect road offerings, this middle-aged man also has a part-time job as a broker, being a middleman to collect some introduction fees or something.

Well, of course, if the guest is a little weak and suspected of being a fat sheep, it is barely possible to pick up a knife and be a hero who robs the rich and helps the poor.

I am really poor, the rich people come and help the poor, voluntary or involuntary, I don’t choose.

No, the strength of the customer in front of him seems a little weak, so let's be a broker honestly.

"Are you finished?"

Xiao Yan said indifferently.

What is a black storm?How many Douzongs can it compare to?Just kidding, I have Miss Cailin here, so I am not afraid of anything.

If the black storm dares to come, I, I will hug Miss Cailin tightly!

"Uh, I'm done talking."

The wretched middle-aged man looked at Xiao Yandao in astonishment.

This middle-aged man is still thinking about being a broker to make some money, at least to earn back the map money he just sent out, right, he can't lose money when he comes out.

"Cailin, let's go."

Xiao Yan turned his head to look at Medusa and said.

"Ah."

Medusa, who knew that she was going to Heiyin City soon, was in an unusually beautiful mood, and smiled sweetly at Xiao Yan.

"Whoosh!"

I saw Medusa wrapping her hands around Xiao Yan's right arm, and her lotus feet broke through the air with a light touch.

"Dou, Dou Zong powerhouse??"

Looking at the two people who stood up and left through the air, the wretched middle-aged man fought with each other.

"Pfft!"

The middle-aged man was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground.

"You've died a long time ago."

The middle-aged man slumped on the ground and muttered, cold sweat streaming down his face.

Even in the Heijiao domain where there are so many strong people, there are not many strong people in the Douzong.Even this wretched middle-aged man who has stayed in the Great Plains of the Black Territory all year round has never seen a strong Dou Zong. I am afraid that only the Black List and the Garner Academy in the Black Corner Region will have such a strong man.

And he was thinking of molesting and robbing that Dou Zong powerhouse just now, just relying on his cultivation as a Nine Star Fighter?

What a courage!

The wretched middle-aged man laughed at himself.

After a long time, the wretched middle-aged man regained his composure, and finally got a little strength to stand up tremblingly while leaning on the fence.

"It's dangerous, dangerous."

The wretched middle-aged man wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and muttered in a low voice.

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"This Black Seal City should have been built by driving a large number of warriors to excavate the mountains. You can see that the incisions on these boulders were all split by the fighting spirit of the warriors."

Xiao Yan looked down at a huge city road formed by the accumulation of pitch-black boulders.