Trafford’s Trading Club

“Trumpet, saffron, ripe land...”

Chase wind lowered his head and was reading the names of the medicines written to him by Purple Star in front of the teacher at the Chinese pharmacy. Of course, it's impossible for him to know what these medicines really do, but Purple Star can write them himself, and he must be very familiar with medicine.

Shortly afterwards, he left the Chinese pharmacy and drove off to another place, a beach in Riverside Park. This is what Purple Star asked him to do, let him go over there and see what's going on, maybe meet some of her friends.

- Use this as a letter of recognition.

Chasing the wind and looking at the purple star on his hand gave him a pair of fishballs, suddenly he was a little distracted. This is what Purple Star has been collecting for a long time… although it has been in his hands for some time, it is as if Purple Star's body temperature is still there.

As if it smelled like her.

The car in front of the road flew past and suddenly honked the horn to wake the chase wind out of this faint state. He shook his head hard and rushed toward the riverside park.

……

In the deserted cabin of the bamboo grove full of mountains, Nero fell directly on the ground from the moment he opened the door, opened his eyes with a bang, and sat up directly.

She swayed her neck, making a crisp sound of crackling bones. Nero used to feel a piece of blowing sugar in his mouth and chew it before looking at the time on his phone.

Coma all day and all night.

“It's a good thing this boss sent me back here, otherwise...” Nero climbed up and continued to move his muscles.

If it wasn't in this place, but directly out in a coma, for someone like her, there would be no sense of security whatsoever - even a club with a higher actual security factor.

That place, even if it's safe, doesn't make people feel any safer.

Nero then placed the Yan Demon Knife on a wooden table in the cabin and pushed open the door, which was the front door of the living room, into the quiet room inside.

Her parents died in this place, and she was born in this place… at least now she can remember a little bit of it. I had to make myself optimistic that Nero was laughing down at the moment - generally speaking, she had a more complete childhood.

In the quiet room, Nero sat directly on the ground and pulled out a few things. One was the box that the club got for preserving the quality of the soul, and the other was for chasing the mutant 'Prometheus’ iron whistle.

And just on the way to tracking the iron post, Nero encounters a bunch of greedy wolves from the plateau —— and at this point, next to this little compass for tracking, is the so-called treasure from the greedy wolves.

A black, autumnal bead that doesn't look like a jade stone, and when it's in your hand, it doesn't react at all - but makes the coyote family so important that it probably needs to work with some special method of the coyote family itself to be able to activate it?

Speaking of which, since she's already got this thing, I wonder if the boss will take it if it's used as trading gold?

She seemed to be watching something strange, her eyes squinting together.

Shortly afterwards, Nero picked up some ingredients from around the bamboo grove, and he alone made a very humble dinner here.

At night, Nero closed the door, humming and closing the door to Qiuer, and finally said softly to this empty cabin: “I'm going out! ”

If that's the case, maybe add one more sentence: Mom and Dad, I'm going out!

If it was before...

She wore the moon and eventually left the place.

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The chase winds quickly took a stroll around the riverfront beach in Riverside Park and quickly drove back to his house on the roof of the building.

He hasn't even been in touch with Cheese Nini for two days, just to keep the purple star thing out of sight - not to say he's intentionally hiding it, but to feel that the fewer people who know about purple star might be the better... some of the vigilance he's been developing while wandering.

Using the rudimentary tools that you keep here, you can't get out of bed and walk around right away after you've drunk them into medicine, but they seem to look better.

When watching Purple Star play, the spirituality around her began to converge on her, and the wind chased some envy... This situation should be what special cultivation methods Purple Star itself has - for the monsters of the demonic world today, because of a secondary decline, many monsters are already unable to use the efficient cultivation doors of ancient times.

Most are shallow tuna methods, and some can even rely on instincts to absorb the spirituality of nature - for example, chasing the wind himself - in the shallow tuna of his own understanding.

And Purple Star is such a very efficient Farmon... probably only an ancient monster clan with a heritage, right? Otherwise, having a great elder or something.

Though he had a very powerful power before... but that power accompanied the demon wolf's soul after it was taken away by the boss, it disappeared, and now he is as ordinary as ever.

A noble demon like Purple Star probably doesn't have any special feelings for the most ordinary little coyote like him, does it?

“Is there something on my face?” Purple Star suddenly opened his eyes and found the chase wind staring at himself at this moment, disrespecting the strange question.

“No, no!” The wind chaser waves his hands around, “I... I just see how fast you absorb your spiritual energy! Very, very impressive! ”

Purple Star smiled slightly, then moved in his heart and said softly: “Chase the wind, let me see if you absorb the spirits once. ”

“Ah, now?” Chasing the wind.

“Can't you?” Purple Star whispered.

“No, no, no!” The wind shook his head in a hurry and felt the tray sit up straight, but it was a little embarrassing: “But I'm not very efficient... I'm afraid I won't let you see the joke. ”

Speaking of which, the wind chase is not correcting, the eyes are closed - in fact, it is best to choose the time in the evening to absorb the spiritual energy. Today, during the day, the effects that would have been poor, I'm afraid, can only be described in terms of invisibility.

Purple Star watched silently, experiencing the changes in the concentration of spiritual energy that would be adhered to by the chase wind, and finally slowly said, “Chase the wind, listen, I'll just say once, how much you can write down is your own thing... as if you saved my gift. This is a very good passage for my people, and I hope it will help you a little. ”

Some passage words that the wind could not understand, as if they were engraved in his mind - even if they were words that he could not understand, somehow, when Purple Star was dictating this door, the slow spirituality seemed to become active.

His body, like not even under its own control, naturally changed something… and this change, indeed, cannot be seen from the outside.

With the readings of the purple stars, the chase wind gradually entered a state of oblivion.

Watching that spiritual flow change, when the Pharman was finished, Purple Star glanced... of course she could not leak out the important Pharman Gate of the Werewolf clan at will, but after all, it was a life-saving favour to herself - so this was the best Pharman that could be obtained.

In fact, it is a simplified version of some of the great powers inherited by the coyote clan. If it is placed outside the demonic realm today, it is also something that many wild monsters are arguing over.

“I didn't expect it to be just a common coyote bloodline, but it had such a good enlightenment...” Purple Star's surprise grew stronger, but he had to sigh and sigh. “Such an enlightenment is unfortunate, if it wasn't for this little coyote bloodline...”

But how?

Purple Star shook his head, his destiny... who can break the destiny of heaven?