But there is some comparison with the leisurely infantile stalker flying high in the sky.

He was sweating from the run, but the stalker was leisurely, just using the magic weapon to fly, and he could also eat and drink on the magic weapon.

However, the count could only pass by a town to buy some food before dark. He was reluctant to use the money to stay in a hotel. After observing the town, he felt that the Earth Temple in the town could allow him to rest for a night without spending money.

When the count came to the Tutu Temple, it may be that people often worship here. It is very clean, or maybe people usually stay here. There are no beds here, but there are cushions for people to sit and rest.

The count observed the earth temple and found that there was no one there at the time. He sat down on a cushion and took out the dry food he bought on the stool to eat.

While he was eating, two men in ragged clothes walked in from outside. They came in with a chipped earthenware bowl in their hands. They saw that there was an extra person in the Tutu Temple competing with them for space. They stood at the door.

He glared at the count.

"Hey, this is our territory. You don't seem to have money to stay in a hotel. How can you take our territory?"

The two men looked at the count, and one of the men in ragged clothes said.

They were two men in ragged clothes, one old and one middle-aged. Their hair was messy, dirty and messy, as if they hadn't washed it for a long time and looked like there were bugs growing in their hair.

When the count saw the appearance of these two people, he saw the contents of their broken bowls and guessed that they were members of the beggar gang wandering around the world.

The clothes they wore were patched one by one, and their feet were wearing tattered cloth shoes.

He doesn't look like he is old and weak and can't work, but he works as a beggar to earn a living.

"Your names aren't written here, are they? Who said I look like I'm rich? If I had money, wouldn't I stay in a hotel?"

The count had no intention of leaving.

"Hmph, it seems you don't know how good I am at beating a dog without beating you."

The middle-aged man hit Earl Bai with her bamboo stick.

The Earl was not able to practice spiritual energy like people in the world of immortals, but he had the physical training skills of his vampires. The person who beat people with a dog-beating stick only used martial arts to hit him. The stick was not very powerful, and it was not very powerful to him.

How big a threat there is, and there is no information about spiritual energy at all.

The count blocked the dog-beating stick with his hand, then grabbed the dog-beating stick and pulled it. The middle-aged man underestimated the count and was pulled in front of him unprepared.

The earl pulled the middle-aged man in front of him, felt the rancid smell of the middle-aged man's body, and then pushed him back.
Chapter completed!