Chapter 12 Dark Tide

This is a fleet dominated by medium-sized chambers of commerce, which contains all races, but these businessmen have a common characteristic, that is, fat and fat. And there doesn't seem to be any strong.

This identity has been considered by Fang Xin for a long time, and it is not a smart choice to attack the Black Dead patriarch head. Don't mention how profound the mysterious man is. Even in his territory, those endless killing moves can exhaust Fang Xin to death. Only by sneaking into the territory with an identity that no one can notice is the king's way.

In the Huangquan world, Fang Xin has seen so many weak people. When he saw one of the merchants waving money bags to command several Black Death masters, he finally remembered the power of money.

Fang Xin is also unlucky enough to be hunted down since he came to this land. I haven't really enjoyed the specialties here. There is no need to think about making glass or something like countless predecessors who have traveled through the alien world. This is Huangquanjie, and Fang Xin does not have the ability.

But the dream of the harem can be done. In Huangquanjie, as long as you have enough strength, even if you take a hundred wives, no one will take care of it.

The bored Fang Xin lay on the carriage and began to count his women.

At the front is the little dragonfly beauty Tu Arianna, who has really fought side by side with herself and never gives up. Fang Xin intends to repay this feeling with a lifetime. Of course, Sophia, a beautiful girl warrior who is also a dragonfly clan, can't let go. The little girl is deeply in love with herself, and she can't give up this feeling.

In addition, the Falkyue and Lvbier sisters, both of whom gave themselves virginity. Their families are very sad. Fang Xin doesn't know whether he started out of sympathy or * kept the shadow of Falk Moon in his heart. But no matter what, the two sisters didn't say to themselves that men should be responsible for it since they ate it.

Another unexpected situation is Nana, the daughter of the dead butterfly, and the girl... Fang Xin hesitated for a moment. It was decided that if she could retreat this time, she would be given a chance. The Dark Temple was the sworn enemy of the Huangquan hunter, and there was no possibility for the two sides to live in peace.

Thinking about it, Fang Xin slowly entered his dream. In his dream, he dreamed of a perfect woman with almost all the women he knew. When he woke up and found a pool of ** on his trousers, Fang Xin couldn't help smiling bitterly.

I don't know when I became a stallion. How is this different from the protagonists in those novels before?

"I'm about to arrive at the front village. Don't you need to add something?" A middle-aged businessman in the same car with Fang Xin asked kindly, "We're going to sell something here. Let's do it together!" The red wine here is very famous. If you have money, you'd better buy some, and you can earn half of the profit at the next stop.

Fang Xin was about to refuse politely, but suddenly thought that he might have gone back this time. Why not buy some red wine and drink it? At present, he nodded and agreed to help the businessman in the same car carry some fur.

"This is really embarrassing." The middle-aged businessman looked at the mountain with a simple face. He rubbed his hands and said, "Everyone paid the same money to rent this car. My goods accounted for more than half of my goods. I was embarrassed, but now I have to ask you to help me. What can I say?

"hehe." Fang Xin smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. I'm so quiet. Your sleep without snoring is the best reward for me.

"Hey!" The middle-aged businessman blushed and didn't know what to say. After a long time, he said, "Brother, you are a good person. My name is Elant. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask me. I'm not very good at talking, but I have nothing to say to my friends.

"I believe you." Fang Xin smiled and helped him tidy up the stall. At the same time, I took a slight look around. It was just a medium village, about hundreds of families, and there was a building similar to a human church at the end of the village.

This caravan trades only a small number of people here, probably small businessmen like Elant who are willing to set up stalls in this small village. Elant put his things together and said to the other: "The climate of this village is cold, and the grapes produced are particularly delicious, so the red wine used to make is particularly delicious. Selling fur here is a good choice. You see, many people choose to exchange fur for red wine.

Fang Xin nodded with a smile and said nothing. Although Elant is not good at words, he is not a fool. He saw that this partner was not doing business, and now he began to sell his fur.

Walking around this small gathering, Fang Xin suddenly had a little emotion. When I was in the human world, I always felt that life was too plain, and I always felt that it would be perfect to have a life full of fighting and desire like in novels.

When I really became that kind of person, now I calm down and find that the plain life I used to be a golden one. However, Fang Xin didn't want to give up this challenging life, but just felt it for a moment. In the Huangquan world, dangers and opportunities coexist. If you work hard, you will gain a lot.

After thinking for a while, Fang Xin found himself unconsciously walking near the black church-like building. This mysterious building had a familiar atmosphere that attracted Fang Xin. When he saw a big snake at the door of the building, he finally remembered that it was actually the mark of the Dark Temple.

The Dark Temple can actually develop tentacles to the territory of the Black Dead... and it is close to the core territory. An idea flashed in Fang Xin's mind. He stood still and thought for a long time, and finally gave up thinking about this issue.

At present, the most important thing is to save Falkyue, and other things can't be provoked for the time being.

To understand this, Fang Xin turned around and was ready to leave. Suddenly, a breeze blew, and Fang Xin faintly heard a child crying. It was a cry full of fear, and it was a group of children. The location...is in the Dark Temple.

Fang Xin was about to step into the temple, thought about it and turned back. He came to Elant's carpet and asked in a low voice, "I just seemed to hear the cry of children in the temple. Is there any hidden secret in it?"

"You don't know about this?" With a strange look on his face, he pointed to the temple and said, "Every year, the Dark Temple selects potential teenagers in various places to cultivate them, and then sends important personnel from all over the world. This way out is rare for these children from the countryside, and everyone is proud to be selected by the Dark Temple. I want to have a son in the future, and I also want him to try it, which is much better than a businessman.

"Is there such a thing?" Fang Xin nodded and didn't say much. He still knows a lot about the Dark Temple, but he has never heard of such a program. Instinctively, Fang Xin felt a little strange.

In addition, these things happened in the territory of the Black Dead. Out of the malicious conjecture of the patriarch, Fang Xin always felt that there seemed to be an unspeakable secret in it.

Maybe... this is a terrible conspiracy!

The small market soon ended, and Elant returned to the team with a box of red wine happily. He kept telling Fang Xin how cost-effective the business was, how profitable it was, and how lucky he was to meet a cheerful customer.

Fang Xin listened to these trivial things with a smile and got along with weak people like Elant, which made him feel that he had a kind of communication between the human world and pig-killing Chen.

At that time, I was just a dead house.

Living a plain ordinary life, worrying about some inexplicable things every day, and even worrying that there is no money to buy favorite comics the next day. Fang Xin can't compare which kind of life is better than now.

The convoy began to continue again. Fang Xin deliberately glanced in the direction of the branch hall of the Dark Temple and was surprised to find that a dark sacrifice with several teenagers also entered the convoy. However, they chose the most advanced equipment. Fang Xin was afraid that his trace would be discovered by the dark sacrifice, so he just took a look and returned to the car.

In the car, Elant was sleeping happily with the box of valuable red wine. Fang Xin smiled, spread out his cloak, and began the day's practice in the rickety carriage.

Although he has reached a bottleneck and can't make further progress, Fang Xin knows that it is only a matter of time. As long as you persevere and accumulate even a little progress, you will eventually break through this bottleneck and become an E-level master.

The convoy went all the way forward, and Fang Xin followed Elant to set up a stall. He is now surprised to find that in the territory of the Black Death, almost every village has a branch temple of the Dark Temple, which is almost denser than the nest of the Dark Temple.

There must be some deal between the Black Dead and the Dark Temple. Fang Xin said silently in his heart that there must be some unspeakable secret between these two huge forces, otherwise, in the style of the Black Death patriarch, he would never allow such a huge force to develop and grow around him.