Lord of the Oasis Chapter 725: .The old man in charge of the door

"How come, when you entered the secret passage: I kept watching." The smile on the corner of the old man's mouth widened: "Look, isn't that comrade of yours just being left behind by you? "

"When we come out of the market, we will definitely come and take him. What's your business?" DeWitt said with dissatisfaction.

It's really unpleasant to be mentioned so frivolously about a soldier who has just been damaged.

"I'm worried that before you come back, your comrades will be dead. After all, Xiao Cai likes to eat such fresh flesh." The old man raised his hand and pointed to the wall.

"Ahhh!" Several soldiers exclaimed.

Those bumps on the wall with multicolored streamers that DeWitt and his party originally thought were colored stones installed on the wall for lighting. As a result, the soldiers approached and took a closer look: they found scales densely covered on it, as well as superficial transparent blood vessels.

There is a giant snake hidden in the four walls of this secret passage.

Claymont felt a cold sweat run down his back.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just here to warn you." The old man still maintained a smile on his face and continued: "I've watched the door here for so many years, I have to find a way to make a living for myself."

DeWitt glanced at the body of Fulilock not far behind. Ask the old man, "How much is your business?"

"Don't say anything else, ten gold coins." The old man smiled happily and gestured with his index finger on his chest.

"Ten gold coins!" An exclamation came from the warrior group.

"Ten gold coins, we can give you. It's just that you not only have to help us preserve this soldier's body, but also tell us the road conditions ahead." DeWitt said word by word.

He has been alerted to the weirdness of the market governed by the centaur. In order to safely withdraw from it, he must seize the opportunity to ask for information at the beginning.

"Yes." The old man was very interested: "It's just that the people who live in this market are good people who follow the rules. What do you want me to tell you to write?"

"Who is running this fair?" DeWitt asked.

"Of course it is sponsored by the top forces of all races on the island." The old man smiled: "You will know when you go in and take a look. The forces of one race cannot support the business and transportation of this market."

"What can we get in this fair?" Claremont asked another question.

The old man paused for a while and said, "As long as you want to buy, this market has to sell."

"Are there any special rules for this fair?" DeWitt asked a final question after thinking for a while.

The old man smiled lightly: "This market is a kaleidoscope. There are different rules for different people. If you want me to tell you in detail, then forget it."

DeWitt stood still for a while after receiving the old man's reply. Finally, ten shiny gold coins were pulled out of his arms. spilled into the hands of the old man.

"Hehe." The old man shook the gold coin in his hand twice. After taking a deep look at DeWitt, he disappeared in front of everyone.

"Let's keep going," DeWitt ordered.

This secret passage is not as long as I imagined, and after a while DeWitt and others stood in front of another door at the end of the secret passage.

"Kara—" DeWitt solemnly twisted the door lock.

All kinds of noises rushed towards the people standing at the door like a tide.

The streamer on the colorful snake in the dark passage also disappeared at this moment.

"What place is this." A soldier looked back and forth, and couldn't help but say.

It was pitch black in the dark tunnel, and in front of them was a vast workshop-like air illuminated by dark blue light.

There seems to be a hazy smoke wafting through the room.

Although I feel that there are people walking in front of me, I can't see anyone's face.

"That's weird," Abel said.

When he tried to cast a spell to remove the smoke from his eyes, he found that it didn't make any difference.

These white fumes are like bricks and earth underfoot, and they are a fixed existence in this room.

"I can't see the road at all," said Claremont, frowning.

"Come on," DeWitt said.

Everyone can only follow the back of the person in front of them and **** their way forward, mixing in the flow of people.

"Pa--" A harsh whipping sound came from the right side of the team.

The soldiers looked over and saw a tiger-skin girl with a collar around her neck crawling on the ground, and in front of her was a middle-aged man in uniform holding a whip .

The man slapped the girl lying on the ground indifferently while shouting to the outside world.

"Stomach..." Claremont turned his head away after a glance.

As the team progressed, the scouts noticed more naked boys and girls locked up in the nutrition chambers, many of them with wounds on their bodies~IndoMTL.com~DeWitt sighed , said forbearance: "If we find a place to supply food, let's go out quickly."

"Actually, I really want to know if there will be any stores that provide food." Claremont rubbed his temples with a complicated expression.

The two walked silently for a while, and saw among the street shops in sight: One was full of cut meat on the chopping board at the door.

"Is there a butcher shop there?" Abel said in surprise.

"Probably." DeWitt looked at the store with hope in his eyes.

Claremont didn't say much and walked directly to the door of the shop. Asked: "Hello, is this a butcher's shop?"

"Yes." A middle-aged man covered in grease put on the straps of his overalls and walked over to answer.

Even though there was only a chopping board less than a meter wide in front of them, Claremont couldn't see the butcher's face.

Putting down such doubts, Claremont continued to ask with a smile: "We are going to buy some meat. May I ask what kind of animal you sell here?"

"Animals? We don't catch those very often. In front of you is fresh elf thigh meat." The butcher shop owner replied, "If you want to buy inferior meat like animals, you have to go a little further. Just do it."

When Claremont heard the first words from the butcher shop owner, his brain didn't react, and his body reacted first, and his stomach was churning.

"Understood, thank you." Claremont nodded while covering his mouth, then exited the door.

When it was about to leave this time, Claremont discovered that there were various names marked under the chopping board containing the meat.

Claymont took a bigger step after seeing the Terran nameplate.

Remember the address of this site in one second: Mobile version reading URL: