Chapter 49 Ogmar's Assassination

Pre-view: Yun Danfeng suddenly attacked Ning Chen, and the situation became very strange.

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The cloud and wind gently flew back to the back of the bird and stood beside the black cloak.

Ning Chen waved his sword and split the oncoming group of huge white worms. They were corrosive insects released by the corrosion of the black cloak. After Ning Chen killed these disgusting bugs, he found that the black bird in front of him had disappeared. When he looked up, the bird had flown into the sky and flew southeast.

"Ning Chen! If you want her to come back to you alive, you'd better prepare your helmet first. I don't have so much time to rub with you. The hoarse sound of the black cloak falling from the air.

He watched his partner who had been taken away again, but there was nothing he could do. The beach was full of green mucus sprayed by dead insects, which was extremely disgusting. Ning Chen kept staring at the bird. It did fly to the southeast, so no matter how far as he flew to the earth, he had to find them.

"Ah! Thank you!" An elderly troll came down from the hillside with a crutch. He is the former village head of the village and has been killed by Wallin in the battle just now. "Hero, welcome to the village. I'm Haig, the oldest person in the village."

Seeing Ning Chen cut off the hands of the dwarves they hated, the trolls of this village changed their attitude towards Ning Chen and simply regarded him as a distinguished guest. Regardless of whether they were willing or not, they pushed and pulled Ning Chen to the largest house in the village, which was the village head's home.

The funeral village is built by the mountain by the sea, so it is rich in seafood. The table is full of freshly fish, shrimp and seafood, and the shadow burial and small stones are delicious. In the face of these rich delicacies, Ningchen is not in the mood to eat at all.

The black cloak asked himself to come to the seaside for thousands of miles, saying that he would exchange hostages and crowns, but after coming, he found that it was not the case at all. Not only was the hostages harmed, but he gave Ning Chen that he did not seem to be so much need for the crown, otherwise how could he leave so easily?

After thinking about it, he didn't get any conclusion.

The men in the village accompanied the VIPs to eat and drink and keep persuading wine. This is the best fruit wine. It is brewed at home, and the taste is sweet and sweet. Ning Chen drinks it one after another, and the wine is even more sad.

"Hero, you can't drink like this." Grandpa Haig smiled and advised him, "Although this wine is not strong, it is full of stamina. You will get drunk if you drink it like this."

Everyone was talking about something. Ning Chen didn't listen carefully. He only thought about his thoughts.

Suddenly, a courier shouted at the door: "There is a letter!" A troll ran out to receive the letter, and when he was sorting, he suddenly said, "Who is Ning Chen? There is no such person in our village..."

Ning Chen looked up in consterrenly. How could someone send a letter to himself? He stretched out his hand and shouted, "Here, I am!"

The letter was actually written by Jia Moer. When Ning Chen first saw the name, he thought for a long time before thinking about who Jia Moer was.

"Ning Chen:

Hello, I've been thinking about you for a long time. I've been thinking about whether you've forgotten me. I'm Gamor, the taur in Ogmar Tavern. Uncle Shika and I had an accident. I was found out that I once sneaked into Wisdom Valley. My life was in danger and now I need help urgently. Since you are the only friend I can think of, I send letters to various post offices. I hope you can see this letter one day. Please help me anyway, please! Come to Ogmar as soon as you see the letter!

Your Gamole

This is a scribble and inexplicable letter. If it weren't for this letter, Ning Chen really wouldn't remember who Gamore was. What happened? What else can happen to him? Ning Chen closed his eyes slightly and thought about it. In the southeast, the black bird also flew to the southeast, while Ogma was in the northeast, which was really not smooth. However, after thinking for a long time, Ning Chen still decided to go to Ogma. He had too many doubts.

After resting for a while in the Funeral Village, Ningchen borrowed a two-legged flying dragon and went to Ogma with shadow burial and small stones. I don't know whether it was because of the high altitude or for some other reason. Along the way, Ning Chen frowned and his heart was abnormal, as if something unfortunate happened.

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Storm City Palace.

The little boy Anduin Urian is the current king of Storm City. He is only seven years old.

Now our King Urien is crying because his best friend and cousin little cotton died. It is said that he was killed by a broken horn, along with his aunt and uncle.

Although Little Cotton's father is not his own uncle, and he can't even fight far away, as a lonely king, the status of Little Cotton in Uline's heart is still very important, which can almost be described as the only one.

She is Urion's only playmate, only friend and only cousin.

"Kill him! Be sure to kill him!" Uran was furious at the messenger who was kneeling and shaking like a sieve on the steps, and immediately issued a wanted notice.

Poor Ning Chen doesn't know at this moment that he has almost become the public enemy of the alliance.

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After hovering over Ogma, the two-legged flying dragon finally landed on the platform. Ning Chen endured the doubts and trell and trells in his heart. According to his past experience, Ogma's guards should come to expel him immediately, but it seems that no one did so, and no one seemed to pay attention to them. Maybe his existence has passed for too long, and he may have forgotten him for a long time.

Flying from the funeral village to Ogma, which is thousands of mountains and rivers away, Ningchen's journey was bumpy, and his waist and buttocks were sore. The little stone was dizzy and began to vomit when he got off the stairs. All the seafood he ate during the day was returned to Mother Earth.

Ogma is as lively as ever. People come and go in the market. The bank is still brightly lit in the middle of the night. Many guards are patrolling. Many business people have not closed yet, but this place has become more real. Ning Chen has not even seen half of the players all the way. If If it is normal to walk in the wild without seeing players in the past, it is a little abnormal for this situation to appear in Ogma.

There are too many abnormal things. Ning Chen needs to sort out his thoughts. Since Ga Moer summoned himself, let's meet this poor child first.

Ning Chen walked along the road to the pub.

"Is it here?" Shadow buried asked with his head tilted.

Indeed, the dilapidated house in front of me really can't match the pub at all. The ground is dusty, and the cobwebs are full of corners of the door frame. It seems that no one has lived there for a long time.

Ning Chen stood at the door with a frown. From time to time, guards passed by him. When passing by him, he had to look up and down carefully at the taur. You have to find someone to ask, Ning Chen thought.

Finally, a passer-by passed by, and Ning Chen grabbed him: "Excuse me, where is the owner of this pub and his nephew?"

"This pub?" The passers-by were sore. At Ning Chen's repeated request, they finally stammered, "It was closed a few months ago, and the boss ran away. As for the poor Garmore ghost, he knows where he has gone, and no one knows what happened here." After saying it in a hurry, he broke free from Ning Chen's hand and left quickly, as if he would worry about his life if he stayed here for a while.

A few months ago? Ning Chen turned over the letter and looked at it again. There was no date on the letter. What on earth is going on?

"Do you want to go in?" Shadow burial question.

Looking at the sleepy little stone, Ning Chen nodded: "Let's make do with it here for one night first. It's free. There will always be a pub if it's not in the bed."

They pushed the door in and stepped in and flew into the house full of dust. Ning Chen covered his mouth with his hand and was still choked. He couldn't help coughing. It seems that there has been no one here for several months. What's wrong with Gamor? Ning Chen suddenly thought of the barley family at the intersection. I don't know how they are doing. I didn't disturb them when I passed by.

Fortunately, the furniture in the room was still there. Ning Chen simply cleaned up the bed, picked up the dizzy stone, sat at the table thinking about problems, and unconsciously fell asleep.

The darkest time before dawn.

When Ning Chen was sleeping drowsily, he heard a messy footsteps and the metal sound of armor rubbing, as if there were guards patrolling by.

But the sound stopped when it arrived at the door of the hotel. Someone kicked open the door. An orc with a broad nose and long fangs rushed in with a group of soldiers with torches. As soon as he saw Ning Chen, he shouted, "That's him!" Get him!"

A group of orcs then cut it at Ning Chen as soon as they raised the axe. An axe smashed Ning Chen's chair with a click. He hurriedly jumped away: "What's the matter?"

"What's going on?" The long-toothed orc leader's eyes almost stared out of anger, "You asked me what's going on? You killed our chief Lord Sal! You are the sinner of the whole tribe!" He reached out and pulled out the huge axe behind him. A gust of wind flashed, the axe cut deep into the wooden wall, and the debris kept falling to the ground.

"Don't joke!" Ning Chen jumped and dodged and explained, "I don't even know where Sal is. How could I kill him? And I don't have that much ability!"

"Are you kidding? We followed the footprints all the way, blood footprints!" Ning Chen looked at the light of the torch at the door. Sure enough, there was a string of bloody footprints on the ground, but it was definitely not his own.

"There is no blood on my shoes!" Ning Chen kicked an orc warrior away and showed them his soles.

"Bastard! Do you think we are idiots? Of course, you have to destroy the evidence after killing people!" The leader said furiously, "Catch him alive or dead!"

Ning Chen was originally unwilling to fight with these idiots, but it seems that the other party insisted on putting himself to death. Who killed Sal and blamed himself? He didn't have time to think about this anymore, because a group of soldiers holding shields and axes had rushed in from the door.

The shadow burial and the small stone have already been entangled with several orcs. Ning Chen looked at the chaotic situation and thought in his heart that he could not fight. This is Ogma, who hides dragons and crouching tigers. He winced at the shadow burial: "You rush out first. We will meet in Guiwu Mountain!"

Seeing the shadow burial all the way out of the siege with a small stone, Ning Chen retreated at ease. It was impossible to go out of the door. Behind the shield warrior came a group of hunters with crossbows and sealed the doors and windows. Ning Chen looked up at the roof that was not solid due to old age and decided to go from there. Break out.

He stunned the two soldiers around him with the hilt of his sword, stepped on them and squatted and jumped hard. With the help of this bounce, he only heard a few clicks. The beams of the roof collapsed, and the wood debris fell all over the house. Ning Chen broke a hole in the roof and finally left the encirclement. He jumped on the roof, and in front of him was the gate of Ogma. He rushed out of the gate to escape.