After all, Lin Nie is old. Her physical strength, coordination, strength, and other values have decreased significantly. Unlike Nitro, she is not a strengthener. After getting old, her endurance is not enough.
Originally, this battle was mainly to find out the bottom line. As long as Law showed his ability in all aspects, it was not necessary to determine the winner.
However, neither of them expected that the battle lasted less than fifteen minutes, Lin Nie accidentally twisted her waist …
This result made Lin Nie's plan to teach Law her telekinesis skills and sect skills temporarily fail.
Clouds gathered in the sky, coming from afar, quickly passing the moon, making the moonlight bright and dark.
The city of Elba was quiet, and the soldiers patrolled back and forth expressionlessly, performing their duties and duties, but they were completely unaware of the people walking through the darkness.
Law sent Lin Nie back to her room and went back to his room. He went to bed and recalled the battle with Lin Nie tonight, trying to find shortcomings in it.
Early the next morning, Sa's voice came from the house. He brought Lin Nie breakfast and then found that Lin Nie's waist was twisted.
For Sa's concern and pestering, Lin Nie covered it up in a few words. Naturally, it was impossible to say what happened last night.
Law went downstairs directly to the small yard behind the house for morning exercise, and when Bohara woke up, he was called by Sa to watch the shop.
Because Lin Nie's waist was hurt, she most likely had to stay in bed for a while, and the routine of touching various spices every day was canceled, giving Law a lot of free time.
After his morning exercise and breakfast, he ran to Vulture Street, first to find the antiques with telekinesis, and second to ask these stall owners about the forbidden desert area from time to time.
He didn't know how terrible the so-called forbidden desert area was. Even if Law repeatedly revealed that he would exchange a sum of money for information, the stall owners still kept silent.
"Old Baldy, what's new today?"
Law came to a stall and glanced at many antiques.
The bald old man sitting on the stool rolled his eyes and said in annoyance, "That's what you say every day. If it's easy to produce, then all those Sand Fools would have died for nothing."
Sandman was the name given by the stall owners on Vulture Street to those who ventured into the desert to search for underground ruins. It was not meant to be sarcastic, because sandman was another name for a type of earthworm in the desert that was very good at burrowing.
"Then I'll change it."
Law looked up at the old baldy and smiled.
"Don't. You can ask anyone, but don't come to me." Old Baldy seemed to know what Law wanted to say, so he stopped him directly.
Law shrugged and said helplessly, "Is that place so terrible?"
"You little brat from out of town. You don't have the slightest reverence for the desert. I'll give you another piece of advice. Curiosity will kill Bartlett. I'll leave it at that. Don't bother me anymore." The old baldy blew at his beard.
Bartlett was the priest of the strongest country in the Kentia desert a thousand years ago. His status was second only to the king and above tens of thousands of people, but in the end, because of curiosity, he accidentally saw the scene of the king having sex with his male pet and was shocked on the spot.
The king was a ruthless man. In order to hide the fact that he was gay, he ordered his confidants to kill the priest on the spot.
Priest Bartlett lost the status and rights that tens of thousands of people could not get because of curiosity. This matter was made into such a sentence a thousand years later.
Law curled his lips and lowered his voice and said, "Then think about it. Is there a suitable person to take the blame for you? I'll go to him, not you."
Old Baldy was suddenly tempted. He was really thinking about who he could sell to and divert this annoying guy. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly clapped his hands and excitedly said, "Go find the Quicksand Tavern's bartender. As long as you give him enough money, he'll tell you everything about the bottom part."
"Quicksand Tavern?" Law looked at the old baldy and wondered, "During this time, I've been to almost every bar, but I haven't seen the Quicksand Tavern."
The old baldy pointed in one direction and said, "Because the tavern is in the slums in the north of the city. Of course, you haven't seen it." After a pause, he warned solemnly: "The bartender is the tavern owner. I don't know him well. I'll show you the way. No matter what you want to do, be moral and don't involve me."
Law smiled and made an OK gesture, then reached out to the many antiques on the stall, picked up a dark green hollowed-out bracelet, and threw it over.
The old baldy caught the bracelet in a hurry and was about to scold him, but he heard Law say, "This is a fine bracelet from the Luluca era. It's genuine. It's worth three million rings. Let's remark the price."
Law pointed to the price tag hanging on the bracelet. After that, regardless of whether the old baldy believed it or not, he went in the direction of the north of the city.
The old bald man looked at Law's back as he left, curled his lips and scolded. He looked at the price of 100,000 rings on the bracelet. He wanted to put it back on the stall. Somehow, he rewrote the price.
Three million rings …!
During this period of time, Luo Tiantian wandered around Vulture Street. He looked like a pure newcomer who was very interested in antiques. After many contacts, although Luo did not show a strong sense of presence, several stall owners felt that Luo was not simple, but they could not tell why.
Old Baldy was one of the stall owners. This was also the reason why he never spoke ill of Luo even though Luo Mingming was so clingy. Perhaps he didn't realize it himself, but his usual attitude towards Luo was that he treated Luo as a peer.
The living environment in the Kentia Desert is very harsh, and the living environment in the oasis is also difficult, but no matter where, there are people who live well and people who live hard.
The King's Palace stands in the center of the oasis, near the water source. The surrounding buildings grow branches and leaves from here, and the residents living nearby do not have to worry about living. In contrast, the slums in the north of the city show a very different scenery.
Law came to the slums where the houses were generally low and the sanitary environment was very poor. Even the soldiers were not willing to come here. It didn't take long for him to notice a lot of eyes on him.
Those eyes were like the eyes of stray dogs, and under the uncontrollable restlessness, there was a deeper timidity.
Law didn't want to cause trouble, so he left the ground and walked on the roof. It didn't take long for him to find a lively pub. He directly pushed the door and entered. The smell of cheap alcohol and sweat greeted him.
Law walked in without changing his face, and at the same time, he gathered his Telekinesis on his nose to isolate the unpleasant smell.
Inside the pub, it was full of sloppily dressed men. Except for the man standing at the bar, other people's clothes were dirty, and their faces were even more unkempt.
Water is a rare resource in Albarri. People who mix here would rather not take a bath for ten years than use water to mix with alcohol.
The noisy guests were like a movie that suddenly paused, and they all quietly looked at Law standing in front of the door.
Her delicate skin and bright clothes were completely out of place with them.
The man at the bar suddenly said, "What are you doing? Keep drinking!"
As soon as his voice fell, the paused movie resumed, and the people in the pub ignored Law and continued to make noise.
The man, who was almost middle-aged, had a dozen braids on his head, dark skin, and a big nose. He leaned on the bar with one hand, his palm on his cheek, and his flat eyes swept over Law.
Law was also looking at the man.
Telekinesis.
This word quietly appeared in the minds of both sides.
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