Chapter 563

Holding a heart full of small arrows, angel came out of the storm shop.

Listen to Eliza's tone, she seems to want to make some layout with the blood Royal fakes he refined. However, angel doesn't want to take care of the follow-up of this matter at all. It's not that he's afraid of mixing. It's completely... When he thinks of the bloody kingship, he will think of his "unnecessary" behavior, and then he can't help but want to find an underground hole to jump in.

After this, he understood a truth.

In the future, no matter what others ask for, we must not make decisions without authorization. We must communicate in detail before we begin to act.

Half a month! He didn't have much time to waste... Although the magic patterns and finished magic energy array he found have been turned into his own details, which is not an absolute waste, angel is a little uncomfortable.

Alas ――

With a sigh, angel's figure disappeared at the end of the long street.

……

Almost every mortal city has one or two so-called black streets. Black streets represent the unspeakable secrets in the gap between black and white. They are full of dark gray transactions. All evil can not be punished by justice here.

Even the sky Machinery City controlled by wizards has such a street.

Its name: Kirk street.

However, compared with the black street of mortals, the "black street" of wizards actually pays more attention to rules. Because the more powerful you are, the more restrained you are. When you are ignorant, you will go crazy for trivial things. When you know how broad the sky is, you won't care about the details under your feet. Therefore, the "black street" in the wizard world is actually not as terrible as imagined.

Of course, the "terror" here refers to the great terror in the face of life and death, not the bizarre terror seen by the eyes.

Because from the appearance, Kirk street is really terrible.

There were many mortals living in the machinery City, but almost no mortal can be seen here.

Even Angel frowned when he stepped into Kirk street.

Gloomy streets, dark shops, pale clerks, scarlet signs... Almost every shop perfectly interprets what is called a "haunted house".

From time to time, translucent dead souls float on the road. If you are lucky, you may also see strange corpses abandoned by the store.

In addition, the purple and black bubbles produced by banned drugs floating out of some illegal alchemy shops, if mortals were here, Just smelling those bubbles full of poison gas, it is estimated that they would die unconsciously.

Therefore, this street is the most terrible street in the hearts of ordinary people.

But for wizards, as long as you don't violate the hidden rules of this black street, this street is no different from other streets.

Kirk street, according to the distribution and density of shops, has several large blocks.

Step through a dark, dark light area full of dead souls. Angel walked into a forbidden drug area filled with poison fog.

Finally, when angel came out of the bloody reconstruction and transplantation area, he finally stopped. In front of him was a peaceful and crowded block - the human snake area.

This prosperous street with no end in sight is a famous slave market in the whole southern region.

However, the wizards who came here not only bought slaves, but also assistants.

For example, there are many trading shops like magic pet, magic puppet and magic waiter. It can be said that as long as it is a living creature, no matter what kind, you can find it here.

Even if it is out of stock for a while, as long as you can give enough advance, there are bounty wizards on standby.

When angel came here, he looked left and right. Before he started, he saw a shop full of pink smell nearby, opened the curtain, and a light gauze girl with cat shaped heavy ears on her head came out.

"Distinguished guest, if you want to relieve the pressure, you can come to the pink powder restaurant to choose the pink slave who knows you ~" as she said, the cat ear girl stretched out a jade arm full of shulomon and wanted to put it on angel's shoulder.

Angel quickly dodged, "No."

Hearing angel's sparse but slightly astringent voice, the cat ear girl seemed to understand something and turned with her chin and eyes: "our red powder hall is a professional platform and also provides friendship between apprentices. It's worth thinking about the pure astringent love."

Angel still refused and said faintly, "I'm here to find someone."

"Find someone? You can also find someone. The information platform of the pink museum can also be opened to you, as long as there is this." The cat ear girl gently rubbed her fingers to express the meaning of "magic crystal".

Angel thought, took out a small piece of magic crystal with low original magic content from his pocket and threw it to the rabbit ear girl: "do you know where Pierre's shop is?"

The cat ear girl accepted the magic crystal, her expression immediately became soft and thought for a moment: "Pierre? You mean Pierre of punk talent exchange market?"

Angel didn't know whether it was because he was looking for Pierre. In fact, he suddenly changed the painting style at the profound exchange meeting to publicize a fat man in his shop.

At that time, before being taken away, Pierre roared out the private code of his communicator.

Although Angel remembered, the communicator he used was the crystal ball communicator in the savage cave, which was much worse than the most cutting-edge communicator in the machinery City, and did not add the function of other people's private code.

Therefore, he would ask others about Pierre's whereabouts.

Angel thought and snapped his fingers. An illusion of a fat man appeared around him. When the cat ear girl saw the fat man's face, angel withdrew the illusion.

"I'm talking about Pierre. Do you know where he is?"

"The magic of sound and illusion is almost instant. Your magic level really opened my eyes." The cat ear girl's eyes flashed. After a compliment, she continued: "if you're looking for a fat man in the illusion, go to the punk talent market. His shop is in front."

After pointing out the location of the punk talent exchange market, the cat ear girl hesitated for a moment and said, "if you want to buy slaves, you don't need to go to Pierre. He wants to buy slaves there. There are a lot of rules. He can't sell a few goods all year round. Why don't you come to our red powder restaurant?"

At the last profound exchange meeting, angel heard someone say that Pierre had a lot of rules for selling slaves. Now someone says so. It seems that this statement is true.

Angel came here this time to buy slaves.

But he didn't have any other ideas about buying slaves. He just wanted to buy slaves in exchange for news about how to make alien creatures live safely in the wizard world.

That's why he came here.

As for whether to go to Pierre's shop or not, it doesn't matter.

Angel thought, nodded and followed the cat ear girl into the pink house.

As soon as the auxiliary opened the pink curtain, a strong and pungent shuluomeng smell came from the pavement. Originally, angel was disgusted with the smell of the cat ear girl, and the smell made him uncomfortable.

The taste of sulomon can make the brain continuously release pleasure pheromone and improve happy mood.

If it's a faint aroma of shulomon, angel doesn't hate it. It will wake people up and won't have too many negative feelings. But if it's too strong, it's a drug like thing, which can be addictive.

Angel hated the feeling that he couldn't control his emotions.

Therefore, as soon as he entered the door, he immediately surrounded a mental barrier on his side to block the entry of shulomon's breath.

Seeing this, the cat eared girl was stunned. "Why? Don't you like the taste of sulomon?"

Angel ignored her inquiry and said, "take me to see what you have here."

The cat ear girl nodded, walked ahead and took angel to a wide shop engraved with extended magic patterns.

There are a lot of guests in the shop, but not many keep calm like angel. Basically, most people have red tides on their faces, strange colors in their eyes, and obscene eyes surround the "goods" in the audience.

Almost all the "goods" here are women... Well, women.

Some are locked in iron cages, some are exiled, and there are many red fruit bodies.

"The ones in the cage have not been trained. There are small wild cats or green and astringent ones. Guests can choose by themselves if they like. As for the ones outside, almost all of them are finished products, and their kung fu skills are perfect, and some of them take the initiative to commit themselves to it." The cat ear girl said.

Angel looked around the audience and seemed to be looking at it with his eyes. In fact, he was more aware of the breath.

"Is there anything else besides these?" Angel inquired that he didn't feel the breath of the alien world in these goods. The goods here are all aborigines in the wizard world, some are human, and some are humanoid. There are not a few animal ear mothers such as the cat ear girl.

The cat ear girl was surprised in her eyes and secretly guessed angel's idea: "if the guest has special requirements, you can put them forward, and we will try our best to meet the needs of the guests."

Angel could feel that her eyes were very complex, so she almost didn't say it bluntly: she was young and didn't expect to like playing heavy mouth?

Angel was staring so hard that he couldn't bear it.

Just about to ask if there were any foreign slaves, the curtain in front of the store was suddenly lifted, and a team of swordsmen in ragged black robes broke in.

As soon as these uninvited guests entered the door, they scattered strong magic and unscrupulously swept all the goods in the store.

Many guests were enjoying the "good heart". As a result, the "good heart" was looked up and down by the arrogant magic. For them, it was an insult that green grassland might grow on their heads, so the vast majority of guests stared back angrily.

But when they found the identity of the visitor, they were all tired.

Even the cat eared girls standing on angel's side turned pale and looked at the people in black.

Angel also contracted his pupils and whispered out their identity: "rampant wizard."

(Panax notoginseng Chinese ET)