Cataclysmic Transformation

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"Even this month, even forty gold coins next month, you can't take it out, just wait for the torture rack!"

After the priests smashed it up and grabbed it again, they threw a word coldly, and then went away.

Inside the shop, looking at a picture of a wolf, the two fathers and sons wept relatively. Suddenly, the young man stood up angrily, rushed into the house, and not long after, he took out a long sword in his hand.

"You ... what are you doing?" The old man asked with wide eyes.

The young man's eyes were bloodshot and he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to fight with these **** sticks, anyway, the days are gone!"

With that, he picked up the long sword and rushed out, but he was pulled by his old father.

"You are crazy!" Said the old man anxiously. "Those guys are the Holy See!"

"What about the people of the Holy See?"

"You are not their opponent!"

The young man shattered when he heard it, "Come on--", threw the sword on the ground, and wailed, "How will you live in the future!"

The old man also tears, "Move, move away from this place where people eat without bones!"

"Alas, how good the royal family was in the past, bitterness is bitterness, but now ... I can't survive anymore!" Said the young man with a long sigh.

The two fathers and sons were relatively silent. After a while, they began to lift up the things on the ground. The valuable materials here were mostly removed by those people, but there were still some left.

Looking at this scene, Ron's nose was a bit sour, and his heart was filled with hatred for the Holy See.

"Go!"

Catherine sighed, "We can't help them!"

Ron shook his head and turned away. He was very heavy along the way.

Turning around a street corner, Catherine suddenly stood still, and Ron and Vivienne almost hit her.

"What's wrong?" Ron said strangely.

Catherine turned around, staring straight at Ron and Vivian's waist. "How many space bags do you have?"

"Two!"

"Four!"

Ron and Vivienne replied that after the inventory, Vivienne had two space bags on his body, but Ron had four on his body, and he had more chances to hunt strange animals.

Catherine had only one body for easy movement.

She smiled and said, "A total of seven space bags, good, yes, lend me two for use ..."

"What are you doing with so many space bags?" Ron asked strangely, saying that he untied the three empty space bags and handed it over.

"You will know by then!" Catherine smiled mysteriously, "Come with me!"

Crossing a few more streets, the three were in front of a shop.

"It's here!" Catherine said.

Ron looked up and saw that this was a shop selling food. He was a little strange in his heart, "Do you want to buy food?"

"Yes!" Catherine nodded and sighed softly. "My sister told me a few days ago that Manchester is very short of food now, not to mention our people, even many soldiers from the Rebels Not enough to eat, her combat effectiveness has seriously declined. She hopes I can bring more food back when I come out! "

She smiled softly, "So you must use your space bag!"

Ron nodded, and he must help if he is busy.

Entering the store, above the dilapidated counter, the fat shop owner raised his head, "Several distinguished guests, may I ask what you want to buy?"

"We want to buy rye flour!" Catherine stepped forward and said solemnly.

Rye flour is a poor food staple food, mainly for making long-shaped black bread. The black bread made from rye flour is rough and hard, with some sourness at the entrance, and the taste is very poor. This kind of thing is usually regarded as ordinary The staple food of civilian families.

"Rye flour ... yes!" The shopkeeper looked at the three people and said, "How much do you want?"

Catherine threw the six space bags on the counter and said, "It's enough to fill these six space bags!"

Looking at the six space bags on the counter, the shopkeeper's face suddenly changed, and he flatly refused, "What do you want to do? Don't sell!"

"Don't sell it?" Catherine's turn was shocked by the next turn, and the good business wasn't going to do it. Was the shop owner's brain amused?

Catherine hurriedly explained, "Boss, we will pay! We won't want you ..." She thought the shop owner was afraid they would get too much and could not pay.

"It's not enough to pay!" The shopkeeper's head shook like a rattle, and there was no room for maneuver.

Catherine was a little embarrassed, she begged and said, "Boss, you just sell it to us. We really need food!"

The owner still shook his head. He kept looking outside, his face full of fear.

Ron understood something in his heart. He pulled Catherine and said, "Forget it, the boss didn't deliberately embarrass us. I think he should have his own pains ..."

"Or this little brother is a man of understanding!" The shopkeeper wiped the sweat on his face. "It's not that I don't want to sell, who doesn't want to do business if I have business? But doing business depends on the situation, don't do it and do it yourself. His life is also involved ... "

I looked at no one around, and the shop owner lowered his voice and said, "Are you the rebels of Ebia? Tell you, the Holy Crusaders have controlled all the food in this area. You can sell your food, but you can sell it all at once. So much, the Holy Crusader knew that I was going to go to the gallows! "

Catherine and Ron looked at each other. They didn't think that their identity had already been seen by the other party, and they didn't think that the Holy Roman Empire had done so absolutely, even the food was blocked. Without food, the Ethiopian Resistance would naturally collapse without attack.

At this time, the shop owner turned around and took out a bag full of rye flour. He said with a hint of begging to Ron, "Little brother, it ’s not that I wo n’t help you, but there is really no Way, this way, this bag of rye flour should be sent to you, no money, I can only give you so much! "

"I know that the rebels of Ebia are good people, but we have old and young, and we do n’t want to cause trouble. Those **** of the Holy Crusader will really hang people. One dead! "

The shop owner said that he handed over the bags and sent them away like a **** of plague. "Come on, don't come again!"

Ron and Catherine had no choice but to take the bag and left the shop silently.

Turning several streets, he came to a closed shop door. Catherine sat down on the ground, her face full of frustration. As the power of the Holy Roman Empire became more and more stable in Ebia, the rebel army @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html The days are getting sad, the city of dawn is still good, if in other cities, there is no place for the Ebia rebels to stand, they just walked on the front foot, and there are people on the back foot Report to the Holy Crusaders to arrest them.

Catherine buried her head in her knees, but did not lift it for a long time. At this moment, her heart was full of despair. What would happen to Ebia? What about the Ethiopian Resistance Army? Tens of thousands of mouths to eat ...

Looking at the helpless Catherine, Ron and Vivian looked at each other, and he sighed slightly in his heart. He didn't know how to help Catherine.

"What are we going to do now?" Ron asked after a long time.

"Let's go back to Manchester first! Go back and make plans ... and that's the only way ..." Catherine raised her head from her knees, her eyes red, but she barely squeezed a smile on her face.

After crossing a few alleys, the three Catherine came to the street of the City of Dawn again. Since they could not buy food, they could only leave. The three of them pulled their legs and walked toward the gate.

"Let let ..."

A voice came into the ears of the three people. At this time, Catherine felt her shoulder hit by someone.

"Sorry!"

It was a middle-aged uncle who ran into Catherine. He was wearing a civilian short dress, showing a strong red chest, and his thick beard was a little dirty. It looked like he had not washed it for a long time. It was a **** long box with six or seven young people behind it. They put their hands against the side of the car to help the middle-aged uncle push behind.

"Are you okay?" Ron immediately pulled Catherine aside. Catherine rubbed her sore shoulder, and she felt so familiar with the voice.

"Uncle Jungle?"

Looking at the strong middle-aged uncle, Catherine's face froze violently, and she shouted in silence, immediately covering her mouth.

A big accident, why did you meet Uncle Jungle in this place, isn't he in Manchester?

The middle-aged man named Uncle Jungle seemed to have recognized Catherine very early. He lowered his voice and said, "Miss II, it's dangerous here, you should leave quickly ..." After watching Ron, he looked at him cautiously Glancing at Vivienne and turned away, he knew it was not the time to recognize each other.

"Do you know him?" Ron asked, looking at Catherine with some expression.

Catherine nodded, "We all call him Uncle Jungle, one of my father's bodyguards long ago, he has been watching our sister grow up ..."

Ron nodded, revealing a thoughtful look, "He is also a member of the Ebia Rebels, what are you doing here?"

Catherine shook her head and said that she did not know that these things were not allowed to be disclosed to the public. The reason why Catherine trusted Ron was that the two had known each other for a long time and knew each other. The Holy See is not tolerated, and both sides have common goals, so they can come together.

"Stop! What are you doing?"

At this time, Uncle Zhunger's convoy came to the gate of the City of Dawn and was stopped by the guards of the Holy Crusader at the gate. Several soldiers came around and stared at them with a watchful face.

"I hit some commodities and prepared to sell them out of the city!" Jungar Qiang calmed down and said with a smile.

A soldier shouted coldly, "All vehicles out of the city must be inspected. This is a rule. Open the box quickly.

"Oh, a few adults, kill your breath ..." Uncle Jungle came up with a smile, and he took out a few gold coins from his pocket, and handed them over. "Small money, please let the adults laugh!"

The soldiers didn't pick up his gold coins. Instead, they drew out their long swords, surrounded them, and led a sneer. "Less crap, open the box!"

The defense of the entire City of Dawn is externally tight and internally tight. It is easy to get in and difficult to get out. Not only Jungar, but several other people who wanted to get out of the city were questioned by the soldiers of the Holy Crusader.

Uncle Jungar's face suddenly became very ugly, and the sacred Crusaders, who wore like tigers, ignored nothing and rushed straight up to open the box.

The box opened, revealing the densely packed space bags inside, there were dozens of them.

At this time, the headed soldier's face changed drastically and shouted loudly, "They are the chaos party in Ebia, hurry up and catch them!". ... Provide the fastest and latest novels ..