Chapter 55 The third survivor meeting, sharing the traces of the old witch doctor(2/2)
After hearing this, Bai Lang was moved in his heart and asked, "Is it the 'Frost Clan'?"
"How do you know?" Uncle Che's eyes widened in surprise.
"When I was lost in the city, I accidentally killed a green-skinned monster and opened an animal tooth necklace. The monster was very similar to the orc you mentioned, but it was very aggressive." Brother Lang took out the useless mission props.
', handed it to Uncle Che.
The latter was overjoyed after reading it: "I want this thing! You can make an offer."
After Uncle Che's inquiry, people started to make various requests one after another, and many of them triggered 'branch tasks' with various contents and varying degrees of difficulty.
When it was Bailang's turn, he suddenly remembered something, so he asked: "Have any of you heard of the 'Old City Shared Old Witch Doctor'? Do you know its whereabouts? This thing should be a fallen magic wizard."
"..."
After hearing this endless question, the scene fell into dead silence.
Even the president, who was in a bad mood, twitched her eyes. What the hell is that? The old witch doctor is shared in the old city?!
Seeing no one answered, Brother Lang looked disappointed.
"Forget it, it's not a big deal. If you don't know, just don't know."
The 'Philips screwdriver' is the first piece of equipment in his life. It is of great commemorative value and has the potential to evolve. If given the opportunity, he has no intention of giving up this thing. After all, the 'Screwdriver' helped him kill that one.
Powerful orcs.
Just when Bailang had a bye and it was about to be Mother Hong's turn to speak, a little salty fish with no sense of presence in the Xianyu Mutual Aid Association suddenly raised his hand.
"I...I may know a little bit. But I'm not sure if he is the old wizard you are talking about." He said nervously with a hesitant expression. Before even bargaining, he took the first step to shirk responsibility.
"It doesn't matter. Just tell me. If it's useful, I'll pay you an information fee."
Xiao Xianyu, who was more than ten years older than Brother Lang, nodded nervously and began to narrate.
He didn't know if the fallen demon was the 'old witch doctor sharing the fallen demon in the old city' that Bai Lang mentioned? But the other party was alone, dressed in a different way, and didn't want to be an ordinary fallen demon.
"It was thin and dry, dragging a strange tricycle and wandering around the corners of the city. I saw with my own eyes that it was providing medical services to its fellow humans, muttering, dancing and releasing magic..."
After hearing this stumbling introduction, Bai Lang had a very strange expression.
Chapter completed!