Chapter 111 The Spiritual Fruit Exposure

"Commander Tbart, it's a coincidence that I can meet you here." A voice came, and Mold slowly walked downstairs with a smile on his face.

"Baron Mold, what wind blows you here?" Tbart narrowed his eyes. As the head of Oliver Auction in Blue Watt, Tbart naturally knew him.

"Why is Mold here too? It seems that he gets news faster than me." Tubart frowned. As a baron, Mold is incomparable to the status of the city lord Eves in Blue Wa City. However, Mold's backstage is the Oliver family, one of the three major families in the Kingdom, and Tubart dares not neglect it.

"If Molde also came to compete for the violent spirit fruit..." Tebat felt a little tricky.

Mold laughed, put his mouth in Tbart's ear, and said a few words softly.

"Hmm?" Tbart looked up at the rooms on the right side of the upstairs, and a trace of splendor flashed in his eyes.

"Curton, there is no need to organize the eight rooms on the right side of the second floor of this hotel." Tbart said lightly.

"Yes, sir." Curton, who walked upstairs, responded. He was about to start checking and immediately walked around the rooms and started cleaning up from other rooms.

"Commander Tbart, I'll go back first and come and sit when I have time." Mold turned and walked up the stairs.

Suddenly—

"Get out!"

An angry shout suddenly came from a room on the second floor. Then with a bang, a figure flew out from the open room door, smashed the carved wooden railings on the corridor on the second floor, and fell heavily from the upstairs.

When the figure was about to land, his figure flipped in vain in the air, his feet were heavily on the ground, and he stepped on several steps back. Wherever he went, the bluestone on the ground was shattered.

"Sir!" The man turned around and looked at Tebart. It was Curton who had gone upstairs before, but at this moment, his face had no longer had the arrogance he had before. A trace of blood hung on the corner of his mouth, and there was a deep dent caused by the heavy blow on the armor on his chest.

Tebat didn't say anything, but just turned his gaze to the room on the second floor. The three knights who had not entered pulled out their long swords from their waists and stared at the door of the room nervously.

"Commander Tbart, we brothers want a room, won't you refuse to agree, right?"

Three burly men walked out of the room, all carrying giant swords on their backs. The leading man had a terrifying scar between his forehead and right eyebrows, and a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

Tebart frowned, "What are you three?"

Curton is a high-level spirit master. Tbart knows his strength clearly. If he can knock down Curton with such an easy attack, the three adventurers, at least the powerful ones at the level of the spirit master, can also see from the momentum of the three people that these three people are extraordinary.

"At Lower Ocarol, he is just an ordinary adventurer." The leading man looked at Tbart and said, while the three knights who pulled out their weapons and stood beside him, Ocarol didn't even look at it.

The other two big men standing behind Ocarol also looked at Tebat and others below with a fierce look on their faces, with no fear in their expressions.

"Since that's the case, this room belongs to you." Tbart glanced at Curton, who was covering his chest in front of him, and said indifferently.

Before he went out to find the Furious Spirit Fruit, he lost one of his subordinates, which made Tbart feel very unhappy. However, he could not see the depth of the other party, and would not take action easily before he could figure out the other party's true strength.

What's more, in Tebat's heart, the biggest opponent in the capture of the Furious Spirit Fruit this time was not the three adventurers in front of him.

...

At this moment, in the Uto Mountains behind Juta Town, a team of three adventurers were marching in the forest.

The three of them scattered in fan shapes, and their weapons kept slashing forward, searching among the mountains and forests.

"Brother, where do you think this violent spirit fruit is? Why have you been searching for two days, but you haven't heard of it found it by someone?" A middle-aged man wearing brown leather armor, holding a sword in his hand and slashing the vines in the branches and vines in front of him, and his eyes were patrolling the mountains and forests.

"The location of this violent spirit fruit is really hidden. That night, Id was so easy to find. Brother, could it be that Id made up?" Another thin man was also full of doubts.

"I don't think it looks very much. You can find me more carefully. Even if someone finds the violent spirit fruit, he will definitely not say it. He will just stay there secretly and pick it when it matures. Who would say it so idiotically?" The leader was a strong middle-aged man, one of the two low-level spirit masters that night.

"Hey, brother, look, there seems to be a valley in front of you." Suddenly, the middle-aged man in brown leather armor suddenly stopped and pointed his sword outside the dense forest not far away.

"Valley?" The middle-aged man in charge was delighted and looked up. Sure enough, there was a valley outside this dense forest.

"Let's go and have a look." A trace of splendor appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he immediately stepped forward, and the other two adventurers also accelerated their pace with joy.

The three adventurers moved forward carefully in the forest. The leading middle-aged man sniffed and frowned, "What does it smell?"

The other two adventurers couldn't help but sniff. The short middle-aged man's face changed and he said with uncertainty: "It seems to be a smell of blood."

"The smell of blood?" The three of them changed their faces. After looking at each other, they clasped their weapons and walked forward cautiously.

A slight sound of water flowing into the ears of the three of them, but the smell of blood seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.

"Brother, look, it's the violent spirit fruit!"

The three of them turned a corner and a pool suddenly appeared in front of the three of them. There was a piece of land in the middle of the pool, and on the small pool in the middle of the land, there was a plant with light blue fruits growing.

"This..." The three of them first fell on the violent spirit fruit, but the next moment, the three people who were originally happy all changed their faces and immediately turned pale.

In the grass beside the pool where violent spirit fruits were raising, several adventurers' corpses were lying in a row. These corpses were all covered in blood and unrecognizable, emitting a faint smell of blood.

A black shadow appeared from the gap between the mountain walls and appeared in front of the three adventurers. It was the faint snow leopard hidden in the mountain walls.

"Yes...the fifth-level spirit beast, the gloomy snow leopard...quickly...go away!"

The leading middle-aged man reminded him with a hint of panic, turned around and ran out of the valley.

The ghostly snow leopard stared at the three adventurers who had entered their territory with their dark golden eyes, and then exerted force with all their limbs.

"call out!"

A black lightning flashed through the air, jumping nearly ten feet away, and landed on the land in the middle of the pool, then jumped up again and shot straight towards the three adventurers.

The man in the lead had the fastest speed. When he turned around in panic, his face changed suddenly.

"Hurry, run, the ghostly snow leopard is catching up with you." The leading man shouted anxiously.

The ghostly snow leopard is a fifth-level spirit beast with extremely fast speed. He is a low-level spirit master, and his two brothers are only high-level spirit masters. If he is caught up by the ghostly snow leopard, he will not be able to stop the ghostly snow leopard with a move.

"Brother, run away quickly and I'll stop the snow leopard with the ghostly pattern." The thin man running at the back suddenly stopped and shouted.

"Third brother, run quickly." The man in the lead and the short middle-aged man also stopped and shouted anxiously at the thin man.

"No, brother, second brother, you run quickly, otherwise none of us three brothers can escape, run quickly!" the thin man roared.

"Let's go, second brother, let's go." The man in the lead forced his hands to prevent tears from falling, turned around and continued to rush out of the valley.

The short middle-aged man glanced at his third brother, and a trace of determination suddenly flashed through his eyes. He turned around and ran outwards with the man leading the man.

Looking at the figures of his elder brother and second brother, the thin man smiled and suddenly turned around, looking at the running snow leopard with a hint of determination, a hint of determination appeared on his face, and he held up the sword and rushed forward.

"Kill!" The thin man roared, and the sword in his hand slashed wildly at the ghostly snow leopard.

A trace of contempt flashed in the eyes of the Goose Snow Leopard, and his body that was jumping in the air suddenly pounced on him, and his sharp claws were grabbing him casually.

"Peng!" The sword in the thin man's hand was directly smashed away, and his body was smashed under the claw of the ghostly snow leopard. The leather armor on his body was scattered like broken pieces of paper.

The body of the Goose Snow Leopard only paused slightly in the air and fell to the ground. Then it exerted its force again and flew towards the remaining two adventurers.

"Brother, remember to avenge my third brother and me." The short middle-aged man stopped in vain and turned around to meet the faint snow leopard.

"Second brother!" The man in the lead spoke in grief, and the tears in his eyes could no longer be suppressed and burst out from his eyes, but his steps under his feet accelerated more and more.

"Ah, go to die!" The short middle-aged man shouted angrily and waved his sword at the snow leopard rushing towards him.

"Peng!" The flesh and blood flew everywhere, and a glaring head flew straight away, rolling on the grass in the valley.

The leading man had already rushed out of the valley and flashed into the dense forest.

The Secret Snow Leopard stopped, and his dark golden pupils turned around and looked inside the valley, then outside the valley, and finally stomped his steps back towards the pool.

"Second brother, third brother!" In the dense forest, the man led the man ran for a long time. He waited until he saw Juta Town at the foot of the mountain from afar, and then stopped, his face was filled with tears.

"Second brother, third brother, don't worry, brother, I will definitely avenge you." A trace of madness flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

"Yes, the middle-aged man in the team." The middle-aged man thought of Patton that night, "That middle-aged man could kill the hurricane-toothed tiger with one sword, and maybe he could also kill the ghost-patterned snow leopard. I want to tell all the adventurers in Juta Town about the location of this violent spirit fruit. Even if the middle-aged man could not kill the ghost-patterned snow leopard, so many adventurers would fill it up."
Chapter completed!