"I can't find Sister Elena, can you help me find it, Brother Horay?" The little melon crawled on the desk and pouted.

"Oh, it's a little melon!" Huo Lei patted his chest with lingering fear. It's not that Huo Lei was timid. Anyone who opened his eyes and suddenly saw a face in front of him would be shocked. But what happened today? He was always shocked: "Have you found her room?"

"Yeah!" the little melon nodded.

"Okay, okay, Brother Horay helps you find it." Horay stood up from the chair, carried the little melon off the desk, and then led her little hand to the outside of the study: "Maybe Sister Elena is going to buy something delicious."

Little Melon's real name is Heli. In the common language, the pronunciation of "Horley" is between "Horley" and "Harry". In order to avoid misunderstandings caused by similar pronunciations, my friends only called her Little Melon, and the people who called her Heli were no longer the same - except Xiao Ai.

In fact, the little melon came to this family much earlier than Horay.

When Xiao Ai picked up the little melon, she was still a baby who was not in her cradle for a month.

Xiao Ai regards the little melon as part of her life, because Xiao Ai uses food and water to maintain her life to save the little melon and allow her to survive. This was a miracle during Andrew's reign.

Little Melon also regarded Xiao Ai almost completely as his mother. Well, Huolei has to admit that many times, Xiao Ai is very much like the mother of every partner in the family.

"Abraham!" Walking to the gate, Horay saw the slutty boy lying at the door, and then woke him up loudly: "Did you see Sister Elena?"

Every day, I keep a few youngest friends at home to watch the door, although there is nothing to see.

"Oh~oh~" Abraham sat up, not seemingly completely awake from his sleep: "Who? Goddess Alina? What's the matter with her? Then again, I want to talk to her..."

"Wake up!" The little melon kicked Abraham.

"I'm back." Horay was about to continue asking Abraham if he saw Xiao Ai, but Xiao Ai's voice had already come from outside the door.

Xiao Ai was wearing a patched white dress, a little worn, but very clean. She was holding a basket in her hand, and a slight sweat oozing from her smooth forehead. In the sunshine, a smiling Xiao Ai seemed to reflect an inexplicable light, shining but not dazzling, warm and full of holy power.

"Why are you out by yourself? Your illness has not been cured yet?" Huo Lei took the basket, and the little melon pounced on Xiao Ai's arms.

"I went to buy some food." Xiao Ai stroked the little melon's head and walked into the door: "I also bought some trauma medicine. Does your head still hurt? It's time to change the medicine today."

"I've basically recovered when I see you." Huo Lei replied with a smile. This was not just a joke. Seeing Xiao Ai, the wound that was still a little uncomfortable was no longer painful.

"Sister Alina!" At this time, Abraham woke up completely: "I just had a dream, dreaming that I was eating roasted pig's trotters. Oh my God, you can't imagine how delicious it is! You know, I'm not a greedy person, but the roasted pig's trotters tastes so great. I'm very surprised why I still remember the roasted pig's trotters. I can't even remember when I ate roasted pig's trotters last time. Oh my God, the omnipotent goddess of sunshine, Sister Alina, you actually bought roasted pig's trotters and came back..."

The next morning, Horay brought Bob and Hazel to Dad Ganley's magic shop again.

Horay spent 350 gold coins to buy the lowest level low-magic space ring, then put the remaining 9,650 gold coins into it, and put the ring on the index finger of his left hand.

Hazel looked at the large amount of money in a daze and quietly poked Holei: "Hey, boy, you're rich!"

"How about Dad Ganley?" Horay ignored Hazel: "How is that ring?"

"Oh, it's not easy to identify an empty ring or even crack it." Old Man Ganli spread his hands, and he could see that he was a little absent-minded, and might be worried about the result of his bet: "I sent the ring yesterday. If the Zhongmo Dihuo Ring, it would take at least three days to come out."

Horay nodded: "Is your friend trustworthy?"

If you are a warlock who is in a state of nowhere, it is possible to run away with a ring.

"No problem!" Old Man Ganli waved his hand exaggeratedly: "The boy has seventy-two handles on his body in my hands. Even if he grows wings, he will not escape from Gaia City!"

"That's such a trustworthy friend!" Horay and Dad Ganli laughed together.

"Thank you, Dad." Horay put his left hand on his father Ganli, wearing an empty ring, and jumped off the high chair in front of the counter: "I'm going back. It's not a good idea to sway in the South District with such a priceless ring."

The sunlight outside the door swayed for a while, and the two walked into Dad Ganli's magic shop.

The one in front was a young nobleman, who was fifteen or sixteen years old, full of jewels and looked like a nouveau riche. Behind him was a very strong young follower in his twenties. When he entered the door, he glared at Bob standing at the door.

Horemo walked silently to the middle of the two rows of shelves beside him, as if he was a customer who was carefully searching for goods. Hezel followed him and occasionally glanced at the young master who had just entered the door with his eyes.

"Welcome!" Dad Ganli said hello to the customer: "What do you need, Master?"

"Do you have time to quit?" The young man looked around and asked impatiently.

"There is also an intermediate low magic space ring, but the capacity is not small, with a total of 5.8 cubic meters!" As he said that, his father Ganli plunged into the counter, flipped through the storage compartment and took out a small ring box.

"Only one? I want two, are there any?" The young man rolled his eyes, took the box with one hand, opened it and stuffed it into his arms.

Without asking about the price, it is indeed the style of a nouveau riche.

"It's really unfortunate that there was a low-level air ring, but it was just bought by that guy, so there was only one left." Dad Ganli replied with a smile.

Huole only felt his eyelids twitch, but he didn't look back and looked over there. He was still standing in front of a row of shelves, looking up at the dazzling array of magical commodities.

When the young man asked the first question, Huo Lei muttered to himself, could it be that Mr. Ganli had some bad intentions, and first handed over the money to himself, and then designed someone to rob or cheat him and then eat him back. This routine is not a new trick.

Dad Ganli has been in this business for some time. Although his business is not very big, he still has a certain prestige in the nearby business district. Dad Ganli is generous and has good wine and gambling. Therefore, it has a certain influence whether it is on the dock or among the gangsters. Even many patrol captains have a deep friendship with him. It was through the recommendation of a patrol captain in the North District that Huo Lei was able to meet Dad Ganli.

People like Dad Ganli who are quite small in status, and with the friendship between Dad Ganli and Dad Ganli, he should not use such despicable means to himself.

However, people die for money and birds die for food. Ten thousand gold coins are not a small amount. The little beggars on the street can kill people for a piece of black bread, let alone add that space ring of unknown magic!

"Hey, you." The young man's voice sounded behind him: "Give you six hundred gold coins and sell me the ring."

The other party's commanding tone made Hazel very angry. She glared at the young man, but the latter did not see Hazel's eyes, but the young follower behind him took a step forward and looked at Hazel with some vigilance.

"Sorry." Huo Lei turned around and nodded slightly to the young man with a smile: "No sell."

The young man raised his eyebrows.

The maximum capacity of the low-level and low-magic space ring is only three cubic meters, and the market price is only 500 gold coins. I thought that after I quoted the price of 600 gold coins, the other party would agree. After all, I could earn hundreds of gold coins in a blink of an eye, and only a fool would not do such a business.

But the other party actually refused!

Either he is a fool, or that ring is not a low-level and low-demonic air ring.

The young man kept floating in the air, and his eyes that never looked straight at people finally fell down. Seeing Huo Lei wearing a gray burqa that was neither new nor old, the followers followed him were dressed as shabby mercenaries. Although it could be concluded that the other party was not a rich man, he really couldn't tell whether he was stupid or not.

"What level of ring did you just sold him?" The young man's tone added a trace of anger, and he threw the question to Dad Ganley without looking back.
Chapter completed!