Poor Ricky was first thrown to the wall by Feng Tie, and slapped down the wall flat. Then he was beaten up by four people who rushed up. His miserable screams made people cry.
"I finally realized that Ricky wasn't always that cute, at least I hate it a little now." Doris was the first to express his disgust to Ricky.
"Hmph, I dare to snatch food from me. The little thing is impatient. Believe it or not, I will cook you and eat it now. I have never eaten dragon meat before. It must have tasted very good!" Feng Tie stared at Ricky, who was full of crystal core powder with malicious intentions, and scared him viciously.
Levitra: "The thighs and ribs are mine, so don't compete with me!"
Avril: "...why let's let it go for the time being. Ricky is only a little big and has no meat... Huh? It seems that it's snowing outside?"
Three days later, Ice Ferry Crossing.
The Bingyan River is the main water transportation channel in the Kingdom of Hart. It is more appropriate to say that this river is a big river. The river winds east to west. The south bank of the river is adjacent to Stone City and Fighting Beast City. The stone city is rich in good iron ore near Stone City. For decades, Fighting Beast City has continuously produced excellent high-quality weapons, which has brought countless wealth to the Kingdom of Hart to fill the treasury.
The Kingdom of Hart is a very strange small country. According to legend, this was once a settlement for elves, so people here feel extremely proud of being descendants of elves. However, people are indeed humans, without any characteristics of elves. Even King Hachi VII did not grow any granulation with wings on the back. Instead, they were fat and short, looking like a blown ball.
This is a very contradictory country. The territory of the Kingdom of Hart is very small, with many mountains and steep mountains and no fertile land. However, the mountains produce many ores of various colors, and the richest reserves are iron ore. From top to bottom, the Kingdom of Hart claims that it is a descendant of the elves who love peace and close to nature. While the whole country is thriving in war industry, the most prosperous industry in China is to export fine iron and weapons to other kingdoms, relying on blood of death, invasion and displacement. A large number of weapons and iron ore are loaded into a huge fleet and transported along the well-connected Ice Flame River to any kingdom on the mainland that needs armedness.
Levitra's Beast City is an important base for the export of foreign weapons by the Kingdom of Hart. The Beast City creates countless steel weapons every year, and its output accounts for more than half of the total output of the Kingdom of Hart. The Beast City only needs to pay enough taxes to the Kingdom of Hart every year, and the remaining part can be left to dominate. Levitra did not squander the astronomical money, but expanded the scale of the weapon workshop, built more ships, and even continuously expanded the number of soldiers in the escort team. He has always been afraid of Hachi VII. This time, he finally found a reason openly. Hachi VII had every reason to rely on this excuse to completely eliminate the flesh thorns under his nose so that the throne could sit more firmly.
Levitra spends most of the time every year on a transport ship and drifts on the Bingyan River. He knows the characteristics of this river. As the name suggests, this strange river has a clear dividing line in the middle of the river. The river water on the south half is cold and biting all year round. The river water is beautifully icy blue, like sea water, and the river water on the north side is dark red, like a flame about to be extinguished. Even the fish species in the two halves are completely different. They only swim in half of the river water and will not cross the boundaries at all. The Bingyan River is named after this.
The water in the Bingyan River is turbulent. Whenever the river turns, an official ferry will be set up. There are ferries carrying residents and merchants from both sides of the shore. A large number of pedestrians gather at the ferry every day, which invisibly drives the economy of these areas. Therefore, a miniature commercial center will be formed near each ferry. Local sheriffs will control the economy, and set up taverns, restaurants, hotels, casinos and girls' nests that men are most willing to spend a lot of money. Those merchants who come and go do not mind spending half of their profits in this business, because everyone is a war dealer, and what they do is to lose their heads. Enjoy timely fun is the best reward for these guys after licking blood from the knife.
The Bingyan Ferry is close to Stone City and Fighting Beast City, and it has developed into a small town. The town is located on the hillside, with dense buildings extending to the river at the foot of the mountain. The civilians live in wooden buildings built on the stone foundation. The houses are mottled and intertwined. There is only a tall bell tower on the hillside. The whole is built of stones. The bell tower is the only administrative agency here. The monks who believe in and serve the elves. The sheriff and his thugs, including the ferry administrators and tax officials here, all live in the bell tower. At the top of the bell tower is a pointed watchtower. From the watchtower, you can overlook the situation of the entire town and the ferry. As long as a special situation occurs, these officials and guards can rush to any position they want to go at any time on the curved town path.
There is a shop in the town of Ferry Town that combines a tavern, restaurant and hotel. It is called Bingyan House. The owner behind Bingyan House is said to be the Sheriff Parker here. So even if the gin here is mixed with water, you can always eat sand in the dark toast. Even the night light can be seen in the hotel here, but the business here is the hottest, because if you are in a hurry to go to the other side of the river, or have a batch of goods that want to be transported by a few large ships, the few parchment warrants signed by the Sheriff are absolutely crucial.
At this time, two thick old wooden doors of the Bingyan House were pushed open. The roaring wind mixed with large snowflakes flew in. The temperature in the house dropped sharply. The originally warm and turbid air was injected with cold and dry fresh air. However, the guests who were drinking and making noise in the house were very dissatisfied. The sound in the house paused, and dozens of unfriendly eyes turned to the strangers who were entering.
A very strange four-person combination, the head of the four was a smiling young man, his whole body was wrapped in a thick cotton coat, and a colorful floral cloth was wrapped around his head. The man was tall and handsome, and his black eyes were as bright as those travelers from the east, full of mystery. However, the expression on the man's face did not dare to be flattering, as if he was born with lust, a kind of slutty, a naughty look that penetrated into his bone marrow, writing it naked on his face, destroying the overall beauty of this handsome guy.
An ugly and strong man following the young man had a snailed beard, one by one, standing upright like a steel needle, and his beard was covered with breathing and the white frost left by the wind and snow. The ugly man seemed to be the young man's guard entourage, following the man respectfully, with two weapons inserted in front of his round belly without any hesitation. He looked like weapons such as a short sword and a short sword, with only two hilts exposed outside. The ugly man's martial arts seemed to have been practiced to a not-so-low level, even in such a cold blizzard, he was wearing only a pair of single pants, with bare arms and thick black hair exposed in the leather vest, plus his thick neck and potholes all over his face, looking extremely terrifying.
Finally, the two blond girls, one big and one small, looked like a pair of sisters, all with blond and blue eyes, with a delicate and pretty face, and very similar appearance. The sister was wearing a snow-white fur cloak, as beautiful as a saint in a temple. The little sister, who looked only seven or eight years old, was wearing a bright red cotton cloak, and the white fur coat was turned on the cuffs of her collar and fur, looking very energetic, like a doll in a fairy tale. The little sister was also holding a strange animal with horns on her head in her hand. Her big eyes stared at the food in the hands of the guests in the house from the moment she entered the house, looking like she was really hungry.
"Aha, blessed by the merciful elf god, we finally found a warm harbor that can hide from the wind and snow. In such a ghost weather, nothing can make us so excited. Are you right, a brick man?" The young man casually patted the guard behind him.
However, the fat guard seemed not to want to agree with his master's question, and gritted his teeth and said, "My name is Daolang. Your memory is really bad, respected young master!"
"Oh, by the way, look at my memory!" The young man patted his forehead and looked like he suddenly realized. He glanced at the wooden door that was automatically closed, and bent down to the two ladies who came in and made a very gentleman invitation: "Two beautiful ladies, in such bad weather, please allow me to invite you to drink a glass of fragrant ale to drive away the coldness on us. I wonder if I can enjoy the face?"
Before my sister could answer, the little sister could not wait. She ran to the dining table and found an empty seat to prepare it. She threw the little beast in her arms on the table. Her tender little hand suddenly slapped the table: "Where is the waiter, come out quickly, and I will bring you any good wine and meat!"
A group of guests: "...Whose child is this? Why is this virtue..."
The young man walked to the little girl and sat down, and smiled and snapped his fingers at the waiter: "Just do what she said. We walked outside for a whole day and a night without having a good meal. I hope the food here will satisfy me. I am very picky!"
The eyes of the guests in the room were attracted by the strange combination of these four people, especially the beautiful girl in white fur. Oh my God, even the most popular girl in the girl's nest was not one ten thousand of hers. If these strong men with obvious hormone surplus after drinking hadn't figured out the bottom of the four people, they would have pounced on like a group of hungry wolves.
The beautiful girl and the strong man also sat down one after another, but the four people that happened next surprised the other guests, because the four people's eating habits were all the same, and they were not as picky as they said before. No matter what food was served, they would not stay on the table for more than five seconds. The four people were like a group of evil ghosts climbing from hell. In a short while, empty plates like hills were stacked on the table.