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Sixty-one [Brown Bear Roaring]

On weekdays, he has always been suppressed by strong willpower. But it is not a good thing to do this. After all, no matter how powerful a wizard is, it is not a machine, but a flesh-and-blood person. High-intensity work follows a large number of negative emotions. These negative emotions have been accumulated and often form obstacles to the next state of breakthrough.

At this time, finding a woman to vent and vent all these negative emotions is a good way. This is also because although wizards are indifferent and do not like to spread their energy and time to other things, they are still accustomed to bringing a few beautiful maids or female apprentices around them.

Lance knew these things very well. So when he came to Lan himself, he chose to eat her without hesitation. But what he didn't expect was that this woman who seemed to be using any means for her power was the first time... This gave him a little headache.

Lance's seemingly indifferent expression fell into Lan's eyes, making her mood very good. She knew that with this relationship, Lance would at least not throw her to someone or kill her. Her first goal had been successfully achieved.

"Can you still leave?"

The two were silent for a while, and Lance asked.

Lan gritted her teeth and nodded. She was very sure of her position and knew that she could never drag Lance down at this time. Otherwise, the other party would feel bored, and the efforts she had made before would be in vain.

Lance pointed to the black wind in the distance and said, "When the gust of wind blows, we will leave."

"It's about five minutes left, you can prepare it."

...

Five minutes later, the black wind on the clouds finally dissipated.

After venting, Lance, who was refreshed, started the magic carpet again.

The scarlet light swept across the sky, and soon they crossed the entire Hanshan Mountains.

"Can't we go down?" Lan sat behind Lance and asked loudly.

"No, go directly to Kurosawa. I need a general direction." Lance replied.

Lan thought for a while and pointed his right hand: "It's probably in that direction."

"Okay, I'll speed up!"

Feitian Nine shook violently, and its speed was three points faster again.

This time, Lance was much more skillful in controlling the magic carpet, and the flight of the magic carpet became much more stable.

"What does this rune mean?" Lance sat in front of the magic carpet and suddenly saw a semicircular rune in front of him.

He clicked in curiously, but there was no response.

He inputted a little magic power into the circular rune. In the blink of an eye, a thin layer of air hood rose from around the magic carpet, covering them inside.

The strong wind outside was completely isolated from the outside by the air hood.

"So there is such a function!" Lance smiled bitterly. He really lacked his knowledge of magic carpet.

Before, he and Lan were riding on the magic carpet, and they were both hurt by the wind. But there was no way. Unexpectedly, the design of the magic carpet itself took into account this point. Just inputting a little magic power can avoid this problem.

"Maintaining the current flight speed, the magic power required to start the magic carpet is about two o'clock every five minutes. That is to say, it takes twenty-four o'clock to consume one hour. In terms of speed, it looks almost 400 kilometers per hour, and it almost catches the magnetic levitation light rail car of my previous life."

Lance calculated the data silently, thinking in his mind.

The magic power at twenty-four o'clock every hour is not too much, nor too little. For most second-level wizards, it is no problem to use magic carpets at short distances, but long distances are not very realistic. After all, magic power is the foundation of wizards' survival. If you consume a lot of magic power on the road, then once you encounter an unknown battle, you may fall into danger due to insufficient magic power.

But Lance is different. He has the heart of evil as a reserve magic library, and the spiritual suction pendant hanging around his neck can convert magic power at any time. This consumption is still affordable.

So he decided to ignore all other interference factors and drive the magic carpet directly to Kurosawa.

...

Two days later, the borderland of the Storm Country.

A narrow path winds from a distance, and at the end of the road is a small town built fortifications with crude firewood.

At every moment, strangely dressed adventurers come in and out: some go to the hinterland of the Stormland, and team up to hunt demons and collect herbs to the southeast swamp jungle.

As an important supply point for these outlaws, this small town called [Sania] is located remotely, but it is very prosperous. There are many channels for supply supply in the town. Various shops are open to a street in the commercial area.

Behind the commercial area are narrow alleys. In these alleys full of stinky ditches, you can hear the clamor from several taverns from time to time, and the choking smell of alcohol - obviously from over-fermented inferior wine.

In the evening of that day, there were many people sitting in the hall in a tavern called [Brown Bear Roaring].

Most of these people are adventurers who have just returned from hunting from the marsh. In order to receive bounties from the Yueqin Temple, they risked their lives to go deep into the marsh and hunt demons and other monsters. A considerable number of people died in the quagmire and stench of the swamp, and those who survived often made a fortune.

For those of them, the unworried adventurers, there is no place that is more suitable for squandering money than a brown bear tavern with large glasses of ale, quirky meat on both sides, and women wearing heavy makeup and exposed clothes. So every evening, the roar of the brown bears is often very lively.

In the corner of the hall, a woman in shabby clothes sat. The men sitting nearby looked at her with despicable eyes from time to time, because this was an absolute beauty, although she was dressed in an ordinary manner. Her face was only light makeup, and the prostitute who was walking by was full of jealousy when she looked at her.

Everyone whispered, and there were a few rude guys, even making vulgar gestures at the woman openly.

But no one has come up to meet him yet, because anyone with a little brain knows that such a beautiful woman is unlikely to be single.

Sure enough, a man came over soon.

His face looked a little ugly, and he sat next to the woman.

"How is it?" Lan smiled.

"I found a few people and stuffed money. At first I said it well; but when I mentioned [City of Rotten], they immediately changed their attitude and refused to find a guide for me." Lance said with some depression.

The town of Sania is a station to enter the Kurosawa area, but the Kurosawa area has a complex terrain. It is not easy to find a rotten city where wizards gather among a large swamp and rainforest. Lance wanted to find a guide, but he didn't expect to hit a wall.

"Since you have failed, it's time for me to play."

Lan stood up confidently, swaying in a charming manner and walked towards the adventurers at the next table.

The people nearby almost looked straight.

Lance frowned, not sure what she wanted to do.
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