Diablo Destruction

Chapter 1303 Encounter after Road I

"Huh~~~Hah~~~ Those **** eggs are really tough enough."

Finally, he took the hunuàn and slipped out of the fox race. Unexpectedly, the fox warriors were not reluctant to take care of me. Seeing that they couldn't keep up with my speed, they sat in a teleportation group to the city of Hararos to wait for the rabbit. [bp; I thought I had rid them of it, and I was careless, but the location of the city’s mouth was squatted by them, and it was only a good run before I was thrown away.

At this time, the role of the cloak was revealed. With a hat, no one can find that we are the elders of the alliance, and no one knows that the sorrowful cloak man who was caught by hundreds of fox warriors biting his tail can catch up and jump. It was Ben Druid.

I think if the original world, the person who invented the cloak can definitely win the Nobel Prize ten times in a row.

The little fox should be awake now, and the hunuàn outside should be found. I can even imagine how she would scold the fool with her teeth.

Forget it, let's think about how to solve the problem at hand first.

i way.

Undoubtedly, being chased around by the foxmen warriors and running around, no matter how good the direction is, after getting rid of the chasing soldiers and recovering, the surrounding street architecture scene has become very strange.

Well, in fact, even without chasing soldiers, I entered the city of Harogas with my eyes blinded, unable to distinguish the direction, but anyway, I can show the identity of én Wei to let him take me to Mara, right? So it’s not me who is wrong, but the fox-man warriors who are like the core of the dead legion in Valentine’s Day.

Um... in which direction should I go? I was lost at the fork in the station.

It would be nice if there was a passerby, but the heavy snow in the sky was getting bigger and bigger, and no more knees were piled up. Pedestrians became fewer than when I walked in the snow with the little fox and me at the beginning. A figure passes by.

Okay, try the divination that Akara taught me, according to her [total] is more spiritual than my seventh sense.

Why did the old fox use such a sentence? Shouldn’t it be said that it’s more spiritual than my seventh sense? It seems like my seventh sense is very unreliable.

I threw a sword at the top of my head, and wherever the sword fell, I went the other way. This is what Akala called the more spiritual method than my seventh sense. I always felt very unreliable, really not Question?

With a chuckle, the sword fell and straightened into the snow.

I:"……"

Also, the snow is so thick, the probability of this happening is large.

In other words, Akala's old fox was indeed a fool.

I smacked my lips to show disdain, and then awakened the seventh sense in my sleep. I just chose... cough, no, it was under the guidance of the seventh sense that I chose the right path.

Almost talked about leaking something, something that should never be exposed.

Walking, the snow was heavy, and the eyes were white, even if it was the druid bear eyes of titanium alloy, it was blurry to see ten meters away.

Although I was able to get rid of the entanglement of the fox-man warriors thanks to the vast snowstorms before, it has become my own obstacle now.

I wondered if I would first find a bar to sit down, drink a sip of hot wine, and wait for the wind and snow to stop before looking for Mara’s residence. As long as the wind and snow can stop, Mara’s residence is very easy to find. For the wounded, her house provided many wards, so the enthusiastic barbarian helped her make it five stories high.

The first floor is as high as the third floor of an ordinary house. The height of the fifth floor is conceivable. In addition, her residence is located on a higher terrain. Almost the entire city of Harogas can be seen on the head. Heliqun’s building, one of which is a high tower of the Master’s Guild, does not explain this.

The other one is the clock tower. As soon as the bell above sounds, at least thousands of tall barbarian warriors wearing armor and helmets will be assembled. Like a great wall of steel, they will resist the dare to attack Harrogas. Warcraft and monsters in the city.

The third building is Mara’s residence. Even the barbarian patriarch’s residence is not as high as hers. It is conceivable that Mara Harogas’s status is respected. These unruly barbarians can listen to the alliance, Being a solid corner of the alliance and a loyal comrade-in-arms, Marla has a great contribution.

As for the Amazons, they can also be fully integrated into the alliance. Like the barbarians, they become part of it, instead of just forming alliances like other races, such as the fox and the werewolf. The various reasons for this are from the Rogers. Speaking of the relationship with the Amazon, I heard Kane said at first, but this knowledge is not very important for me with tight brain capacity, so I have forgotten it. I will ask again next time. Just ask.

Now it’s time to find a bar. It’s important to keep warm. If you are lucky, you might even meet the old horse inside.

Shrinking his neck and holding his body tightly, I started to wander around, looking for the obvious marks and atmosphere of the bar.

Probably this is not the main area for adventurers. After looking for a while, the eyes are all deserted streets. There is no bar in the bar. When I screamed out of luck, some subtle voices came in. In the ear.

The sound sounded clearly across the distance, but surprisingly, in the roaring snow, it was extremely crisp, heavy and obvious.

This voice is...

Fortunately, it is an adventurer with nine years of experience, and I recognized it as soon as I heard it. The continuous and crisp sound should be the sound from the blacksmith shop.

Moreover, a highly skilled blacksmith, when forging, the frequency of the hammer hitting in his hand, as well as the sound, all have their own unique characteristics, like a fingerprint of a person's appearance, such as the old man of Muradin, The clanging sound during forging, when I heard the old man and Fara, I felt very insignificant, and there was a miserable smell in my bones.

Therefore, adventurers who often fight with blacksmiths can often tell who the other person is from the voice.

Of course, only those blacksmiths with high skills.

The sound from a distance has already possessed such advanced skills, but it sounds a bit unfamiliar. I also tried hard for a while, thinking of a few excellent blacksmiths in Harogas before I remembered who it was.

Well, Harouks, the premier blacksmith in Harrah's City, of course, this is not the reason I remember him. It reminds me at once, because he is Chasi's father.

I remember the first encounter with Chasi was also issued by her. Although it is not ng zhan high, but it is full of strength and hard work. The forging sound attracts the past. It is really fate.

Speaking of Chasi, she had left Rogge camp a few years ago and embarked on her own journey of blacksmith travel, because the novice adventurers provided her with the primary weapon, she could no longer get her exercise If it weren’t for me that I could always bring back a lot of slightly more advanced equipment and weapons from the outside, maybe she had to leave one or two years earlier.

I don’t know where she has been in the past few years, whether she’s been okay or not. After all, I met friends when I first arrived at the camp.

All in all, let's follow the voice to find Rasuk before talking, at least to ask for directions.

Soon, an abnormal red dot appeared in the white snow. That must be the forging furnace in the blacksmith's shop. I shook ng and strode forward.

The outline of the blacksmith shop became clearer and clearer. I had seen the figure standing there vaguely. I was about to say hello. I heard the barbarian's loud roar and blocked my words.

"Did I not say that? I have to work harder here, not so fast, what does the blacksmith need? Patience is not just a one-time knock, and the accuracy is not enough. One hundred beats, one will be crooked. Ah, have you traveled all these years to see the roadside scenery?"

Undoubtedly, this was Uncle Kazakh's voice. He only heard another figure beside him, reprimanded loudly mercilessly, and then knocked a few times with his hammer, seeming to give a demonstration to the other party. Looks like.

This uncle, although it is a tracheitis, but strict, really quite awe-inspiring.

As I stepped closer, the rustling sound of thick snow stepped on my feet, which also aroused Hasuk and another half of him covered by his tall and mighty body, unable to see the figure's attention.

"Yo, Uncle Kazakh, I haven't seen you for a long time. I haven't disturbed you." I waved to Kazuk, who had wide eyes, and took off his cloak hat.

"Who should I be, it turns out to be your kid, ha ha ha ha, what a coincidence, what a coincidence, fate, come here, come in and sit down."

Staring at the bull's eye, and looking at me up and down for a while, Uncle Kazakh suddenly burst into a loud and deaf laugh.

Fate?

For the barbaric population who can understand the beauty from the thick branches and leaves, I have expressed such a delicate word that I am fully sleepy. This is like a sloppy rough man who suddenly elegantly walked an ng spirit clan against you. etiquette.

Could it be that Uncle Kazakhstan suddenly heard a thunder in the sky when he forged it one day, and then he suddenly realized that he had embarked on a road of no return to the literary blacksmith?

But soon, I understood why I could hear [Fate] from Uncle Hasuk’s mouth these two awkward words that do not match the image of the barbarian.

Another [relatively speaking] figure that was covered by his tall body appeared to be extremely petite and exquisite, and came out from behind him, looking at me with surprise and joy.

"Elder Fan, is it really you?"

Like mature wheat, golden hair without any impurities, below is a pair of beautiful brown pupils full of perseverance and hard work, correct and handsome face, although not as mellow and cute as human n children, but there is an extra soft The sense of heroic spirit, with the long hair of the wheat and the beautiful eyes that are always so firm and confident, give others a different kind of positive beauty from Tia and another kind of sunshine.

There is nothing like the thick raised bones of other barbarians, and the large rhomboid muscles, whether on the limbs or waist, are very slender, even perfect, probably because of long-term and forging furnaces, fair skin Slightly inclined to wheat, Bitia's skin should be lighter, if the size can be reduced a little, stand with Tia, maybe it looks like two sisters, one innocent and energetic, one strong and hard.

If it weren’t for her height, she still had the characteristics of a barbarian, even if she was an Amazon, or a human, no one would be surprised. This barbarian has fewer n, and is one of the very few barbarians, or perhaps the only one who meets other needs. Beautiful n children with most ethnic aesthetics.

Of course, what is conspicuous is the pair of explosive ru that filled with a sense of elasticity before ing. Even if she was scaled down in proportion to the size of héng human n children, it was quite huge, and she only lost slightly to Linya in the state of [True ing bandage liberation] some.

Isn't this who Chacia can be?

"Really you, Chasi?"

The unexpected encounter also filled my heart with joy. I haven't seen it for several years, and the n-child in front of me is still the same.

"Yes, Elder Fan, it's me, Chasi. I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?"

Qia Xixi couldn't help but stepped forward, holding my hand tightly, and the clear brown eyes reflected my appearance clearly.

I raised my head slightly and looked at Chasi with a smile.

Compared to my first visit to the camp nine years ago, I have grown a lot over the years of fighting and training. Although I am still a certain distance away from the tall man who is two meters away from Chasi, at least I will not see her like it was the first time I saw her. Time, you have to look up.

Of course, this feeling also includes a strong strength. Nine years ago, I was just a little druid who hadn’t even mastered the strength, and is now a strong field, even if I see Quarkate Nearly five meters high, the barbarian is also a freak giant, and there is no feeling of looking up in his heart.

Plus huge and powerful monsters, they have fallen to their feet.

I feel that holding both hands of Chasi is very slender and slender, but because of the long-term forging, UU reading www.uukanshu.com has a rough feeling, which is almost the same as holding the little hand of Sister Salna, but probably because of the long-term Forging the relationship, Chasie's hands were very warm, conveying her deep friendship to herself from above.

"Okay, what can I do bad, you see, I just jumped alive."

Listening to me saying this, Chaxi tilted her head slightly slightly sleepy, and yes, how could she know that I had just been chased by the foxmen warriors.

"When it's you, I'm traveling and I don't even write a letter. I always worry about whether you are in trouble."

"Hug... I'm sorry, if I wrote the letter, I only wrote it to my father and mother. I always wanted to write a pen to you, but I didn't know how to write it..."

Holding my hand, I chatted with Chasi, a pair of friends who had not met for a long time, and my eyes were inadvertently glanced.

I don’t know when Aunt Rusuk also came out of the house, hiding in the corner with Uncle Rusuk, and looked at me and Chasi with two eyes...

Ha, I have to complete 7,000 words tomorrow, why is Xiaoqi not good at learning?