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[Welcome back, chaotic neutral Tan Mo, will soon enter the realm of innocence, wish you good night]

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East of Innocence Continent, Red Maple Trail

Mo Tan woke up in the bumpy carriage and muttered drowsily: "The grilled wings are delicious..."

Crow, who was sitting opposite him and dozing, suddenly shuddered. His gentle face seemed to be slightly distorted, and then he immediately looked at Mo Tan with a smile on his face: "You are finally awake, brother Lu Wei."

Someone named Mo Tan, character Tan Mo, and now 'Cordovar Ruvi' rubbed his eyes, and then showed a bright silly smile: "Good morning, Crow, I seem to have slept for a long time. Look."

"Indeed, I have lived for more than two hundred years, and I have never seen anyone sleep for such a long time like you. Of course, those half-orcs with hibernation habits cannot be counted." Crowe winked at him, and then He threw a pack of dried meat over and said, "Let's have something to eat."

Mo Tan took it casually, picked up a piece and threw it into his mouth without politeness. He smiled inarticulately and said, "Thanks. I do feel a little hungry after looking at this."

Then he decisively ignored Crowe and started chewing.

Crowe didn't care, he just took out his black leather notebook and flipped through it casually, waiting for the other party to finish eating.

As a result, Mo Tan ate for more than half an hour, directly consuming about a week's worth of rations. Finally, he let out a soul-stirring burp and politely returned to him the bag containing...the dry food.

[How long has this guy been hungry for? No, wasn't my raven just given to him yesterday... Oh my god, there's not even a bit of dregs left...]

Even though Crowe's psychological quality was excellent, he couldn't help but feel a little confused at this time. He felt that this young elf named Luwei seemed different from a normal person...if he was still a human being.

"Is there any water?" Mo Tan burped twice more and asked him with a smile: "My throat is a little dry."

Crowe nodded and handed over the water bottle he had just filled two hours ago.

Half a minute later he got an empty kettle.

[Is this guy simply a glutton? 】

While Crowe was boasting about his "vast number of brothers," he casually wrote the words "Glutton" in his notebook, the meaning of which was unclear.

The meaning is really unclear. He himself doesn’t know why he wrote this thing. He can only say that this bard named Cordoba Ruvi is not only good at eating and drinking, but also smells shameless and loves to take advantage of others. Apart from these characteristics, it is really ordinary!

And Crowe couldn't accept the fact that a guy who was so ordinary, with the adjective "a bit cheap" at best, ate one of his pets, so he gave the other person an extremely dazzling one in a daze. A cool nickname to comfort the soul of that unfortunate raven.

At least you were eaten by a [Glutton] instead of an ordinary bitch, so please rest in peace... That's probably the logic.

"Brother Crow, where are we?" Mo Tan stretched his neck and looked out the window. He picked his teeth and turned around and asked, "This is the first time I have gone so far south. How long will it take?" Can we go to the Violet Empire?"

Crowe smiled gently: "This is the red maple trail located in the west of the Free City. It is famous for the red maple trees that bloom all year round. It takes about a day and a half to walk south to the border of Fernando. The team will stay in Feynman City for about a week before returning. If you plan to go to the Imperial Capital to collect materials, you will have to go a long way south...Brother Luwe?!"

"Ah?" Mo Tan, who had already closed his eyes and dozed off, suddenly became excited, and then said with a smile: "The red maple tree is pretty good-looking, right?"

Crowe: "..."

Mo Tan stretched his body lazily, and then gave Crowe a thumbs up with admiration: "Brother, you are quite awesome. You even know why this road is called the Red Maple Trail."

"It's the Red Maple Trail..." Crowe weakly corrected it, then shrugged: "I prefer reading books on history and geography, so I have some understanding of this kind of thing, so it's not a big deal."

Mo Tan's eyes widened: "No big deal? It's already great, okay? I've lived for so many years and I still haven't found it yet."

"Brother Luwe, you are joking." Crowe took the other party's only truth as a joke, and then asked casually: "Where are you going to find medicine for your sister this time?"

"I want to go to Salamoen to find a pharmacist known as Mr. Bian." Mo Tan looked out the window with a heavy face and sighed: "It is said that he is very good at treating skin diseases."

Crowe was a little confused: "Didn't your sister's head get caught in the door?"

Mo Tan nodded seriously: "Yes, but she is not only mentally retarded, but also has skin diseases, alopecia, athlete's foot, and stunted growth. I still have a long way to go to come out this time..."

[Your sister is so pitiful, why don’t you let her be freed? 】

As an NPC, Crow couldn't help but vomit in his heart, and then changed the topic with a dry smile: "I also have a few pharmacists with whom I have a good relationship. I can introduce them to you when I have time..."

"Oh!" Mo Tan's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked quickly: "What are their names? Where do they live? What are they good at? How old are they? Is the consultation fee expensive?"

Crow, who was just being polite at first, was confused again: "Hospital fee?"

Mo Tan nodded: "Are you asking for money to treat people?"

"This, I should have to ask for it..." Crowe was obviously unable to resist, and subconsciously followed Mo Tan's rhythm: "But some people prefer to collect rare materials, and they don't necessarily have to ask for money. .”

Then Mo Tan began to pester Crowe for his name, address and contact information, all he needed was his mobile phone number.

In desperation, the latter tore a page from the book and wrote several names and addresses for him.

[Senior Pharmacist Geer of the Free City, Senior Pharmacist Zama of the Free City, Senior Pharmacist Hammer of Wayne City, Senior Pharmacist Bacchus, Senior Pharmacist Frye... connections It’s quite broad...]

Mo Tan glanced at the page in his hand, nodded his head with a smile on his face, and muttered something like, "Shuangye can be saved."

Crowe, who was sitting opposite him, felt his liver hurt.

After a while...

"Then I'll take my leave first, Brother Luwei." Crowe suddenly took out a letter from his arms, shook it, shrugged and said, "In fact, my mentor sent someone to deliver a letter to me at noon today. Xin, let me go back to the Capital of Freedom first, I’m afraid I won’t be able to go with you on the rest of the way.”

Mo Tan nodded happily: "Oh, then let's go~"

Crowe: "..."

fifteen minutes later

Mo Tan, who was curled up in his seat and had returned to sleep, suddenly turned over and sat up, smiling softly: "Have you finally given up?"

He leaned forward and glanced out the window. Sure enough, the raven that had been lingering in the air had disappeared.

"I've been hearing crows cawing since last night. Why don't you ask me if I roasted your bird right away?" Mo Tan sighed leisurely, and then casually rubbed the page of the book that Crowe gave him. He became a ball and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Not everyone knows the senior pharmacist, not to mention that there is also the vice president of the Free City Pharmacist Association... Ha, he is still too young."

The name High-level Pharmacist Hamel was something he heard from Xia Lian when he was the Black Brahma. When they were discussing how to deal with the plague, the saint sister mentioned one of the names. There was such a person, but because the mystery of the source of the plague disappeared later, there was no mention. However, Mo Tan also subconsciously wrote it down. For no other reason, the guy who can be famous in the Free City is definitely not an ordinary person...

[It is said that the headquarters of the Wanderer Hotel is also there. I wonder if it has anything to do with Crow. Well, it should be very convenient for someone who can control the raven to collect information. 】

Mo Tan smiled playfully, and then suddenly felt that he seemed to be using his brain too much recently, so he drove these things out of his mind, lying by the window and admiring the bright red scenery on both sides of the road.

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at the same time

Kroilumina is moving straight towards the Fernando Territory at an incredible speed. He is surrounded by seven or eight ravens, all of which are completely black, surrounded by faint black streaks. The mist not only obscured the figure of the young dark elf, but also glided behind Crowe or under his feet from time to time, causing waves of ripples, allowing him to fly as if on flat ground in mid-air, completely ignoring the road. All obstacles are encountered, and it is moving rapidly towards the south in an almost straight line.

From a distance, it looks like a migrating flock of crows.

"Although it does seem to be just a simple coincidence." Crowe's face with affinity +3 showed a smile. His previous white robe had been replaced by a black cloak, and his originally refreshing back was also messy. It spread down, covering the scarlet pupils that had lost their highlights.

Crowe grabbed it casually, took out a raven mask from his dark blue space wrist, and gently put it on his face.

It is true that he is the bard Croy Lumina, but he is also the disciple of the big boss of the Wanderer Inn, the person in charge of the Venn City Inn, and the Raven Mage Crow.

"Forget it, just know that he is not deliberately looking for trouble." Crowe's figure strangely pulled out a right angle next to a certain red maple tree, but his speed did not slow down the moment he passed by it. Half a point: "I've recorded this account first, and the top priority now is..."

A group of earth-yellow rats with thunder shining all over their bodies suddenly rushed out from both sides. They were Nikaqiu, one of the low-level monsters with the best breeding ability in the Innocence Realm.

Crows were flying in the air, and the pairs of scarlet vertical pupils in mid-air were like fierce evil spirits, tearing the dozens of eyeless mice into pieces in an instant.

"This time we must get ahead of that Jun Wu!"

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Still the same time

The Far North of the Innocence Continent

Holy Mountain Sumir, foot of Mt.

A tall and sturdy figure came out of the snowstorm. He was also wearing a hood and a cloak full of patches. His exposed body was crystal clear, and occasionally a hazy brilliance would flash through. There was also a ray of light hanging behind his back. The handle is huge, bladed, flashing with a sharp cold light, the hair is blown off, it is at least three times larger than before, and there is an extra piece of naughty crystal on it... the staff.

Yes, that man, he, is here!

Everyone's guess is correct, this is the genuine Cordoba who set off from Tianzhu Mountain some time ago and is lively.

"What a wonderful place." Cordoba looked up at the towering and majestic holy mountain in front of him, standing in the snowstorm and couldn't help but sigh at the magic of nature. Even though he had experienced many twists and turns along the way, it still couldn't affect him. The pride at this moment was overwhelming, so the player agent who was carrying a sacred mission couldn't help but look up to the sky and scream: "I'm coming~ la~ la~ la~"

After a long roar, the refreshed Cordoba took the first step to conquer this holy mountain, and then...

Pa~

A cloud of snow hit him in the face.

Cordoba shrugged. He felt that this was much better than having a snowball stuffed into his neck in real life.

Pa~pa~

Two balls of snow hit him on the head.

Cordoba curled his lips, jumped more than ten meters with a sudden long jump, and then hit a large pile of snow head-on.

Although it's a little uncomfortable, this bit of ice and snow will not bring any inconvenience to him as a rune creature. Not to mention losing blood and so on, even the 'cold' state is impossible to appear.

Bang bang bang bang...

【? 】

Snap, snap, snap, snap!

Cordoba subconsciously felt something was wrong, and then he heard it the next second...

Rumble, rumble, rumble! ! ! !

"Hey~" His eyes widened and he raised his head in disbelief.

I saw a white torrent rushing down in the distance at a speed visible to the naked eye, followed by earthquake-like vibrations and a roar that was gradually becoming deafening.

"What the hell..."

Cordoba was in a circle for about 0.5 seconds, and then immediately ran down the mountain with a squealing sound... for about thirty seconds.

Immediately afterwards, he was hit hard on the back by a stream of snow that covered the ground!

The speed of an avalanche is of course much faster than a person running, so this man who had the courage to shout at the bottom of the snow-capped mountains was naturally photographed there without any suspense.

But Cordoba didn't give up!

His body was shining with the shit-yellow light of the giant power rune, and he raised the heavy 'staff! ’

"A level...well I give up..."

Looking at the more than twenty layers of [cold] and [slowness] that had been superimposed on his body, Cordoba sighed, he couldn't move.

Then he was buried...

Chapter 191: End