The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 312 Majors
When Alpelich stopped moving, sure enough, the palm of his hand stopped bleeding.Alpelich stabilized the injury, and together with his body, he was quite stable. If he put it there, he would probably be regarded as a lifelike wax figure.

The second step is to treat the wound. Kallman uses spark incense. This time, it is no longer necessary to take the fragrant medicine internally, but to apply it externally——put part of the spice on the wound in the palm of the hand, and some of it in Kallman’s mouth, and spray fire outward. Seared Alperish's palm.

The wound was scorched by the fire, and immediately shrank and knotted, blocking the wound.

Even though his body had become rigid, Wuming could still feel his hands suddenly struggling.

"Hemostasis and disinfection have also been done." Kalman said, "He is not in danger anymore."

"Professional." Nameless commented.

He felt that the struggle under his hands became weaker and weaker, presumably the patient was no longer in pain.

"Aren't you able to heal yourself with spells?" Paqi suddenly said from the side.

"I am thinking of the patient." Wuming said.

"How to say?"

"What is the price for me to make a move, and what is the price for a priest's move and a perfumer's move." Wuming said, "I made a move, and the appearance fee alone costs tens of thousands of runes. This small injury is unnecessary."

Patch looked sideways: "It's quite pompous."

"I am the owner of the caravan, and every action I take must represent the image of the caravan." Wuming said, "My social status cannot be low."

After Wuming finished speaking, he glanced at Karman:

"This outpatient fee, four hundred runes is fine, right?"

"It doesn't matter." Kallman continued to go back and look through the memories.

"Look, I saved tens of thousands of runes." Wuming counted out four hundred, put out two gold runes, and put them beside Kallman, "It can be cured with four hundred, why spend tens of thousands? It wasn't from the wind."

One of Alpelich's hands suddenly stretched out, trembling and black and blue, as if he was trying to resist the effect of the iron pot of fragrant medicine, he stretched out his hand halfway, as if trying to strangle the throat of fate, his eyes widened .

"What is he going to do?" Wuming didn't understand.

Alpelich threw a piece of rune, which hit Nameless's helmet.

Wuming picked it up and saw that it was a very fat piece of golden runes, at least tens of thousands of runes were contained in it.

Alpelich's angry eyes seemed to say something like this: Don't insult my financial resources.

Then he passed out, maintaining the gesture of pointing his finger.

Wuming also laughed at Alpelich's Rune, arranged him a more comfortable position in the convoy, arranged for him a hospital bed, and a real perfumer to take care of him.

The convoy stopped near the God's Tower.

In front of the tunnel, various camps and crowds, as well as more gravel ruins, blocked the convoy's path, but unlike the crowds of people looking forward to distributing runes, the people standing in front of the convoy had different costumes and different affiliations. But they all looked at the nameless caravan with some coldness and fierceness.

No one knows what medicine is sold in the nameless gourd. They are still investigating the origin and details of the caravan. Now they are just delaying the caravan's journey. No matter what the purpose of the caravan is, don't let the existence that may be the enemy complete the goal. They won't lose money.

The major forces tacitly set up roadblocks on the road. This is not as simple as putting a few stones on the road. It has almost blocked the road that can pass through the God's Tower.

And the way of blocking the road is also very subtle, most of them just block the road with tents, and use misunderstanding and enthusiasm to cover up their sinister intentions.They smiled and promised to dismantle the camp, while delaying the progress, not knowing how long they would have to wait.

Everyone will not think that the caravan is a fool, but if the caravan is really going to turn against the smiling person, then these people just have a reason to take action. These people will definitely work together to clean up the caravan and personally verify whether the big rune is real or not. Here in the caravan.

The leaders and representatives of several factions stood at the intersection, telling Wuming and his caravan, with their hands in their hands, smiling all over their faces, but with a fierce look in their eyes.

The two sides were deadlocked on both sides, and there was some silence for a while.

"How long will it take to clear a path?" Wuming asked.

"We can't say that well, it may take a few days." The opposite said, "It's because your matter is too hot and has attracted too many people."

Several people explained, observing Wuming's expression, ready to draw their swords at each other at any time.

Wuming nodded, showing a smile:

"Alright, take it easy, don't be in a hurry, if you are in a hurry, it will be bad if you step on it."

Wuming's calm and unhurried attitude made the other party mutter inwardly, unable to figure out what the caravan boss was trying to do.The intertwined forces behind them are also working hard to investigate and analyze the behavior of the caravan, trying to find out the unknown conspiracy, the caravan's plan that goes deep into the world.

Wuming notified the staff to suspend camping and set up stalls on the spot.

"There are indeed a lot of people here." Wuming returned to the carriage, announcing the good news to Patch, with a smile on his face, "And there is a traffic jam, so many people gather here, so many potential customers, we can make a good sale, Are there enough supplies?"

"Food is plentiful," Patch said, "and dung beetles have quite a lot of reserves."

"Our turnover will definitely double this month." Wuming was full of confidence and vitality.

Alpelich, who was watching coldly, felt a little cold when he heard Wuming's profound plan.

Under the care of a serious perfumer, he quickly returned to normal, and later paid more runes in exchange for the opportunity to stay in the caravan to observe his condition, and he was able to stay inside the protective cover of the caravan and scout for news. .

The size and maturity of the caravan really shocked him, and the sight of defilers made him even more appalled.

There were not many normal people in the caravan, and they were all defilers excluded by the Golden Law. Alpelich didn't even dare to think about what the caravan owner was planning.

But this boss is tight-knit, he doesn't even want to reveal his name, and he doesn't talk about anything except making money.He even blatantly insulted his IQ by saying that sharing big runes is for better business.Alpelich doesn't believe that the runes of these people near the God's Tower can have one percent of the power contained in the big runes.

Wuming is tight-lipped, and the employees are also extremely united. They are quite vigilant against themselves as an outsider and do not want to disclose any information.Some places are not open to the public, such as the hearse under the feet of the female magician, which is regarded as forbidden by the female magician.

Alpelich decided to use his own method. He knew that the caravan must have something to hide.

He wasn't interested in Serlian's secrets, and Alperish was a magician too, and he knew what a magician's secret would be.Taboo research, research materials, nothing more.

What Alpelich noticed was a hearse that the Immortals visited regularly.

Many immortals walked in with haggard faces, and came out with a happy face. Alperish judged that there was a witch inside.But why would a witch hide in a hearse?Alpelich felt that witches would not be simple.

It happened that the caravan was stationed, most people were busy, and the number of guards was reduced. He saw a time when no one was there, opened a small door on the side of the hearse, and slipped into the hearse.

The interior of the car was dim, with only a few glowing stones illuminating the surroundings. A blind witch sat in the spacious and tall hearse, looking towards the direction where Alpelich landed:

"The convoy has stopped, are we there yet?"

Alpelich imitated the voice of an immortal in a caravan: "Here we are, the boss is asking us to move the goods."

"Go too, don't be lazy." The witch said, "Give me your hand, and go to work when you feel refreshed."

The witch's gentle voice made Alpelich think of Grandma Enya, but he didn't have time to pay attention to the witch anymore. His eyes gradually adapted from the light to the darkness, and he could see the scene in the hearse more clearly.

Alpelich looked past the witch, looked at something beside her, and was stunned, not knowing what to say.

A huge middle finger stood condescendingly in front of his eyes. Even though there was darkness all around him, Alpelich felt that there was a bigger shadow covering his face.

"What the hell is this?" Alperish couldn't help revealing his original voice.

Judging from the position of the witch and the finger, Alpelich guessed what the middle finger meant at a glance, but the middle finger was so eye-catching that Alpelich was afraid to admit it for a while.

But the middle finger was too existent and too tall for him to ignore.

Alpelich became annoyed. In his opinion, this was an insult to the round table hall, using an artifact to fool the two fingers.He has raised his knife, trying to cut through this blasphemous artifact.

"Who are you?" The blind witch was surprised.

Alpelich clicked his tongue, knowing that he had been exposed.

Murder?It seems that there is no need, this is a blind man.

Alpelich was about to open the door to leave, but there was a knock on the door:

"Master Haida? Is there anyone else inside?"

Alpelich frowned, this is troublesome.

He hid beside the door, and slowly slid out a slender wooden stick from his wrist. The mechanical structure at the top of the stick popped out, forming a sickle.

Alpelich hung the blade of his scythe over the door frame, ready to cut off the heads of those who entered.

The ground trembled, horses neighed and chariots roared, and the people outside seemed to be distracted.

Alpelich took advantage of the chaos to get out of the hearse to see what was happening outside.

The bright golden light shone in all directions, and a cavalry team wearing golden armor and holding high the golden tree banner ran past the caravan and inserted itself between the caravan and the passers-by.

"The army of the royal city." Alpelich recognized it.

The Tower of the Gods of the West Asia Altar is near the outer wall of the royal city. There are a large number of people gathered, and those who don't know it think that the third battle of Rodel's defense is about to start.A large number of guards were alarmed, and even big tree guards and several chariots were dispatched.

But the alarm was also alarmed a few days ago, Wang Cheng has only moved now, there is only one possibility, they are also waiting for the caravan.

Sure enough, the leading big tree guard ignored those people stationed in the camp at all, turned his horse's head, and faced Wuming directly.

"It's Rodel's master." Wuming stood up to greet him, "The people of gold in the royal city also want a piece of the pie? Welcome."

"I heard that you got the big rune?" the big tree guard cut to the chase.

"It's true." Wuming said, "When you also feel the power contained in the big rune fragment, you will know."

"We won't feel the power of the fragments." The big tree guard said, "No matter what plans you have, you have to hand in this big rune."

"Isn't this against the rules?" Wuming said.

"What is the big rune?" the big tree guard asked.

"Big... Rune?"

The big tree guard said: "The Great Rune is a fragment of the Dharma Ring. Both the Great Rune and the Dharma Ring belong to King Elden's power and are the property of the Golden Dynasty."

"Since it is the property of the Golden Dynasty, why don't you ask Lakad for it?" Wuming asked, "Do you want it?"

This question silenced Soldiers Rodel.

The war monuments of Wangcheng and Volcano are still hanging on the volcano. How could you not want it? Isn’t it not shot down?

The big tree guard said in a deep voice:
"King Geoffrey personally went to the volcano to crusade, but returned without success. Obviously, you stole the results of King Gefrey's battle."

"Did King Geoffrey tell you this?" Wuming asked.

"It's the judgment given by Prime Minister Thurosho."

"So you want a big rune..." Wuming said, "Unfortunately, you can't."

"You want to resist the decree?"

Wuming said: "Our propaganda has already been published, and now we are giving you the big loon. We are the ones who break our promises. Our caravan pays attention to honest management."

The atmosphere became dignified, and the big tree guard slightly raised the giant halberd in his hand, ready to issue an order at any time to eradicate the caravan.

"Whose purpose?" A voice broke the silence.

Patch crawled out and stood in front of Wuming.

The big tree guard was shocked by the image of Patch:
"who are you?"

"I'm also a caravan owner," Patch said. "This guy can't talk, sorry."

"It seems that the opinions of your caravan are not unified." The big tree guard said, "Do you need me to give you some time?"

"No, I'll just say it." Patch said, "We won't give up the big rune, and the big rune also belongs to us legally."

"Fa-principle?" Dashu guard thought he heard it wrong, "You are a businessman, tell me Fa-principle?"

Patch's tone was calm:

"The Great Rune is indeed a fragment of the ring, so who broke the ring?"

"Queen Malika." The tree guard said.

Patch said: "Obviously it was Queen Malika's opinion to let the big runes be scattered everywhere. In the borderlands, in the Golden Dynasty, Queen Malika is the god, the maker of the laws, and the Golden Dynasty. So the orthodox The root of the law. God makes the law, and the king upholds the law. This is the rule.”

"But Queen Malika has disappeared," said the tree guard.

"So there's going to be a chancellor—not even a king?" Patch said.

"Prime Minister Tholosio has always been a sage who guides the Golden Clan," said the big tree guard.

"Did the Chancellor say we broke that law?" Patch said, "We're Faded, and it's in us to rob each other with a cruel mission. It's allowed and encouraged by Two Fingers, Queen Malika, cruel And legal. Lakad was even driven mad by this decree, but you still couldn’t beat the crazy volcano. Now we are desperately trying to get the big rune from the volcano, and you will take it away with one word. When Malika said Fart? Didn't she tell you that the faders came back from resurrection to grab the big rune? Geoffrey didn't teach you that strength is everything? Go back to the slate if you haven't learned it."

Alpelich listened from afar and sneered.

Pulling two-fingered tiger skin?Soon he will let people see what your caravan's true attitude towards two fingers is.

But the big tree guard was bluffed by Patch:

"You are a strange businessman, but you are quite familiar with Queen Malika and the Golden Law."

"Bullshit," Patch said. "I read what she wrote."

(End of this chapter)