() In order to divert his bad mood, Master Shan curiously asked about "ancient ruins".

The underground world is very chaotic, so wars often break out. The flat and wide terrain makes it an ideal battlefield.

There is a layer of gray mist shrouded there all year round, which is rumored to be formed by the condensed death energy of dead soldiers.

A large number of ancient heritages are scattered in the corners of prehistoric ruins, and there are even many precious magic materials. They grow very luxuriantly because of the strange gray mist here.

When he heard the word "dead energy", Mr. Shan's eyes moved and he wanted to ask for more information about the ancient ruins.

However, Old Martin interrupted Master Shan with a joyful look on his face: "Sir, look, the Chamber of Commerce is here!"

Master Shan suppressed his questions, smiled and nodded.

The "Kara" heavy-armored warrior carried the young ranger on his shoulders, walked up to old Martin with an expressionless face, and said in a deep voice: "Where is the doctor? I want treatment right away."

Next to him was a young priest with the same pale and frail complexion.

Along the way, the little priest was releasing a soft white ball of light. It was about the size of a fist. When it fell on the ranger, it could slightly reduce the bruises on his face, but it could not eradicate the poison.

Old Martin led the way, and the heavily armored warrior carried the ranger. He did not forget to care about the little priest: "Ivy, are you okay? Do you want to take a rest?" The voice was soft, as if louder would scare the little priest.

Ivy pursed her lips and looked pale, but she still shook her head stubbornly: "I'm fine, Brother Tom." As she said that, a forced smile appeared on her face.

The heavily armored warrior sighed secretly, took out a small bottle of light blue potion from his arms, and handed it to Ivy: "Drink it, and you can have a good sleep."

Ivy hesitated, her slender fingers just touched the mana potion still carrying Tom's body temperature, but she retracted it with a complicated expression.

Tom just stared at Ivy, his gaze was so gentle that it seemed to melt everything. He was so passionately in love that even Shan Ye and other outsiders could see it.

Master Shan didn't want to get into trouble, but seeing that the ranger guy looked like he was about to die, he couldn't help but remind him: "It's best to detoxify him first."

By taking care of the ranger, Ivy looked away and avoided the hot sight of the heavy armored soldier.

The armor was put back on, as if the tenderness was also covered up. The heavily armored warrior held a shield in one hand and carried the young ranger on his back. He pushed the old Martin who was watching the fun with a cold look and motioned for him to lead the way quickly.

Old Martin was not upset, and still had a warm smile on his face. He bent down and invited a few people into the chamber of commerce to rest and wait.

Stepping into the Chamber of Commerce, Mr. Shan showed a hint of surprise.

Contrary to the expected luxury, there are almost no decorations here.

A large amount of goods were piled on the clean bluestone floor.

Smooth and strong wild fur is used to cover the goods to prevent insects and insects, which is a must for the chamber of commerce.

Some fragile goods are specially placed on wall shelves.

Seeds, inferior pottery, cloth, grain...

Let his men sort out the goods, while Old Martin took the heavy-armored warriors and others to treat the young ranger.

Mr. Shan stood in the corner of the courtyard, eating high-end delicacies and drinking blue wine, waiting boredly.

There is no living room here, only warehouses and dormitories for chamber of commerce employees living here.

It's a completely high-efficiency working state. It's much better than the backwardness and primitiveness that Mr. Shan imagined.

The soft sweet mushroom rolled on the tip of the tongue. Before it entered the throat, a high-grade blue shadow rushed down the esophagus.

"Hiccup~!" He stroked his full and swollen belly. Shan Ye's expression was lazy and boring, but his heart was as anxious as fire.

This is Emel's territory. The longer you stay, the greater the danger. Mr. Shan really wants to leave here now. As for Dali, I think Camus will take good care of her, so we can only meet again by chance.

As he was waiting eagerly, Old Martin's figure appeared at the door. His face was a little tired, but he still managed to gather his energy and walked over. Seeing the sponsor, Old Martin's face was filled with a warm smile: "Sir, I'm really sorry, today is no longer available

It’s early, and the Chamber of Commerce still has a lot of things to do, do you think you can wait until tomorrow?”

Master Shan wanted to leave here immediately, but when he saw Old Martin looking helpless, he immediately suppressed the anxiety in his heart: "It's okay, I just happened to have some fun in Black Pearl. You'd better give me an accurate answer tomorrow morning.

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After hearing this, Old Martin's eyes lit up, he rubbed his hands and whispered: "I can definitely go up, that's it..." He rubbed his thumb and index finger, as if he had money and easy things to do.

Master Shan secretly cursed the vampire and threw five more gold coins.

The tiredness on Old Martin's face suddenly disappeared, and he became more alert: "When are you planning to leave? How many people are leaving? Please tell me, so that it can be easily arranged."

Mr. Shan hesitated slightly and rubbed his chin, trying not to show his impatience: "Well, I have had enough fun in the underground world. I miss the taste of beef. My family is also worried about it. The sooner the better."

Old Martin is very good at old ghosts. How can Mr. Shan's crude acting skills be hidden from him? But for Old Martin, as long as he has money, he dares to do business even if he is a half-demon.

After setting up Shanye to rest in a nearby hotel, Old Martin gave a few words of caution and left in a hurry.

The layout of the hotel is simple, and the items are low-end, durable, and resistant to damage and falling.

I asked for a private room, grabbed a few handfuls of the enthusiastic landlady's plump ass, and then soaked himself in the hot bathtub.

The hot steam is steaming thickly, scrubbing away the dust of the past few days.

The gentle knock on the door was mixed with the smell of sex, and the sweet voice of the landlady sounded: "Sir, do you want me to give you a bath?"

During this time, Mr. Shan became very angry and immediately asked the landlady to come in.

The landlady is a plump lady with dark and delicate skin, as delicious as chocolate. Her breasts are not big, but her butt is very plump, and she twists and turns when she walks.

At this time, she was wearing a low-quality silk gauze dress, a pure white gauze dress and dark skin, which gave her a different mood. In her two pairs of slutty eyes, there was a moisture that was more steaming than bath water.

Twisting her slender waist, the proprietress rolled her eyes at Mr. Shan and performed an alien version of striptease.

Just as his big hand touched the landlady's smooth thigh, a faint sound of footsteps sounded outside the door.

Shan Ye's room is the innermost one. The footsteps did not stop beside him, but went straight to Shan Ye's door.

Mr. Shan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly jumped out of the bath, grabbed his clothes and put them on. With the boss's wife's shocked expression, he put a machete on her delicate neck and pushed it to the door.

The knock on the door of "Tuk Tuk" happened to be heard at this time.

Mr. Shan's face was slightly stern, and he motioned to the landlady to stop talking, and responded: "Who?"
Chapter completed!