Chapter 90 Desolate Town

Looking at Mu Yin's reasonable appearance, the fire of the dragon's legacy came up again: the royal dragon clan, it's too late for human beings to worship, who dares to call us!

Mu Yin glanced at him coldly: the girl is the first!

The dragon's legacy extinguished the fire in an instant, leaned against the pillar and lost his mind. Maybe he buried himself in silence...

At that moment, Mu Yin clearly saw that the dragon's remains were surrounded by 'dead'...

Twelve people finally rushed to the town where they settled in this strange atmosphere and chose an ordinary and clean inn to live in. Due to the usual loose guests, more than a dozen people who came to the East today also increased their popularity.

I made a room and ordered Xiao Er to prepare for the bath water. More than a dozen people went downstairs to sit in the hall for dinner. In the evening, some vendors packed up as usual and prepared to go home for a hot meal...

Dongfangli stopped him when Xiao Er served the food and asked, "Little brother, what's the name of this town?" Why didn't we see the boundary marker when we came in?

"Oh, Miss doesn't know something, it's not without it. It's just because it has been covered by weeds for a long time. Xiao Er smiled very attentively.

"Doesn't anyone care? Isn't it inconvenient for outsiders like us to pass by?

"Tube? Who cares?"

Xiao Er listened to Dongfang Li's beautiful words, and his tone was full of sarcasm. He hummed disdainfully.

"Of course, it's the local parent official." Dongfangli is a little inexplicable. Doesn't everyone know this? Why is it different here?

"Is that the 'parent official' who is drunk all day and doesn't know what to do tonight?"

"What? Isn't he an official?

"Why not? But the officials have two mouths, and they don't care about the lives of these people!"

After saying that, Xiao Er seemed to be a little indignant and threw the rag in his hand on his shoulder to greet other diners.

"This kind of person should go to prison!"

Murong Ling is also very angry, and his straightforward temperament is still as sharp as ever. He was soon stopped by Murong Xi with one look.

"Isn't there any responsibility for the people except that the town is abandoned?" Dongfang Toru didn't look good to those who claim to be weak, and snorted coldly retorted Murong Ying's words.

Murong Ling patted the table and got up: "Dongfangtou, do you want to make trouble!"

For good, she was pulled by Dongfang Ci beside her, and she was pulled by Dongfang Ci, a powerful woman, and she couldn't break away no matter how strong she was.

"Isn't it? What did they do besides complaining about the luxury of being an official? It's better to bring some people spontaneously than to gossip.

Dongfang took a teacup close to his lips and said with a smile that no matter which world is, it is the same common disease. Murong was said to be a little out of the stage and stamped his feet in place.

Long Yu looked at Dongfang, who spoke very interestingly, with a smile in his eyes: it seems that the days will not be too boring. Suddenly, his eyes flashed and looked at Dongfang transparent continue to pretend to be selfless. He didn't know at all about the shopkeeper Xiao Er and some diners who were slowly approaching her. He was curious why their faces flashed with alert and anger when they looked at the East...

"What do you little girl know? All our previous things have been wiped away by him, and there is only work left to make a living. Why do you think we should work for him? Diner A's eyes were red and complained loudly, completely forgetting that Dongfang was just a child.

"What does that have to do with me?" Dongfang looked at the dizzy water lines in the teacup and said to himself: It seems that this tea is not drinkable...

"Stains... I thought someone's brain was kicked by a donkey and actually spoke for that kind of person. It turned out to be a moment of pleasure." Long Yu curled the corners of his mouth and shook his head with some disappointment.

Oriental ignores...

"Why didn't anyone go to Zhixian to sue?" Compared with Murong's blind prejudice and oriental nonsense, Murong Xi calmly asked the store.

"It's useless. The county doesn't accept it at all." Several people shook their heads and recalled their previous efforts.

"What's the mayor's name?" Dongfang suddenly asked. Several people didn't know, so they still told her, "Chen Ming."

"I've finished eating. I'll go up first." After getting what he knew, Dongfang faintly went upstairs.

The Oriental chant follows. When everyone saw that there was nothing wrong with themselves, they dispersed.

Evening. The inn was completely integrated into the night, and a figure darker than the night quickly shuttled through the inn. Finally, standing under the courtyard wall in the backyard, with a pair of ordinary eyes under the black costume...

How to climb over the wall?

I took a look at what kind of footing things are around me, except that they are all ordinary. Now I want to be a heroine who wants to rob the rich and help the poor...

"Hehe..." "Who?!" Dongfang looked around at the sudden laughter in the night, but he was just a mortal, and he couldn't see anything but the blackness that could not see his fingers. The soft smile seemed to be a hallucination, a little cold all over the body, and the powerlessness that could not be grasped spread from the bottom of my heart...

Until the oriental face was bloodless and sweaty. When she wanted to go back home, a strong wind hit her ear. Long Yu's smiling face magnified in front of her, and her heart almost cried out.

"Ugly woman, I thought you were not afraid." Long Yu poked Dongfang's forehead and looked down on her, but the smile in his eyes meant something else.

"How did you know I was coming out?" Dongfang patted his hand impatiently and asked in a low voice.

"When you asked those people what the mayor called at dinner just now, they thought it was tricky, so I paid attention to it, but I didn't expect that I really guessed it right."

Dongfang gave him a white look: you really think a lot. And I don't know that white eyes will be obvious in the dark, especially for some people who have no difference between night and day: "Well, I will roll my eyes, won't you turn over the wall?" Long lost his smile. After saying that, he took the lead in lifting a spinning man and stood on the wall, looking at the east under the wall with his hands down.

Only a pair of eyes outside Dongfang saw his move, twitched fiercely, and whispered with the impulse of walking, "Can I still talk to you here?"

Long Yu was stunned for a moment: he forgot that his master was a child with the title of 'waste'.

Fly down, tiptoe to the ground, without a grain of dust. Dongfang gave him a sentence with a black face: "Smell!"

Long Yu smiled bitterly, which is a default... He acquiesce to his bad luck with such a master. Take the oriental waist and go straight to the other side of the wall...

Out of the dark back alley, there are only some bright lanterns in front of the shops on the street. The two children wandered slowly without a purpose.

"Do you know where his home is?" Long Yu couldn't hold back the quiet atmosphere and asked the dark oriental beside him.

"I don't know." Dongfang said truthfully.

Because I was afraid that the question would be too sudden and suspicious earlier, I forgot to measure my ability.