On the shore, Figo held the 'angel blood wick' in one hand and looked at it in front of his eyes.

It is a white cylinder with a diameter of about two centimeters on the bottom and about ten centimeters high. There are two small white wings on both sides waving slowly, making it look a little cute.

It is like a dead thing, but it is also a living thing.

Facing Figo, it did not move, but it was obviously conveying a joyful and close feeling. A fluctuation of the angel clan's bloodline was also faintly revealed, and it was tentatively touching the bloodline of Figo's body that belonged to the angel clan.

Be careful and very well-behaved.

"What a unique creature."

At the same time, Lynch was looking behind Figo. No matter how you look at Figo's back, there was no trace of wings on his back. However... if you contact with non-attributes, the wick will definitely resist and escape violently. Even if you are a powerful person, you can only get a broken wick that will die, and it is impossible to hold the wick in your hand like Figo.

His common sense was challenged.

"Uncle, are you really the one who just came to our Martian lights?" he asked.

"how?"

"I heard... I heard that some lamp fishing people will inject blood from different races into themselves in order to get more income. Such people... generally have a long lifespan." He looked worried.

Figo smiled, and a pair of white and wide wings grew behind him, which scared Lynch so much that he almost sat on the ground.

"This...awesome!awesome!awesome~"

He widened his eyes and exclaimed repeatedly: "It turns out that you are really an angel clan. Can this wing be hidden?"

"Well, the lights are just level 6."

"...You are here again." Lynch looked carefully at his shadowless wings and couldn't find any trace. He let out a low voice and looked at the wick on Figo's hand, showing an envious look.

At this time, the wick on Figo's hand also changed a little. Its flapping wings gradually stopped and gathered on both sides of its body. A layer of transparent and hazy white cocoon gradually became a spherical shape to wrap the wick inside, and the emotions from the wick also disappeared.

"When the wick leaves the sea of ​​light for ten minutes to one hour, the person you confirms that the same fluctuation comes from the person you come into contact with will fall into a state of sleep. At this time, those of us with different attributes from it can touch it." Lynch said.

His expression became gloomy: "This is a trustworthy act, but often, after they sleep, they will be traded as commodities. In the sleep they will not know if they are the same kind of people who end up using them."

The boy was obviously a little innocent, and he felt sorry for these little lives. Figo smiled and said, "Don't look at it as cute, but its owner might be old, ugly, and likes to pick his feet before his lifetime..."

Lynch blinked in a daze.

Suddenly it became pitiful!

He looked at Figo for no reason and said, "Uncle, what are you going to deal with it? If you don't plan to use it yourself, I can sell it for you. You just came to Light Mars, so there should be no light coins from our Light Mars?"

"Yes, sell it, plus your savings, should be enough to exchange for a giant blood wick, right?" Figo said.

Lynch said in surprise: "Enough, enough! But is this possible... OK?"

"certainly."

"That's great! Thank you, uncle!"

Figo: "Don't you refuse?"

Lynch, who was cheering, stopped feeling embarrassed and said, "I am very worried about my grandma's situation. The later I get it, the worse the effect of the giant blood wick will be... Moreover, I have saved a lot of money in the past few years. I should only use about half of what I get after selling it, and I will give it back to you!"

"Okay, then how do you sell it?"

"We have to go to the Sheriff Uncle Ahai first and contact the people of the Serau Merchant."

As the two walked, Lynch introduced some specific situations to Figo.

Sheriff Ah Hai is the most powerful person on the island. He manages less than a hundred households in Fenghuan Island. It is said that he has sword skills at the level of wicks. When he was young, he also left home and was injured and lost an ear before returning to the island to retire.

The Serau Trading Group was described by Lynch for more than a dozen powerful words. It controls the sea areas between dozens of islands, including Fenghuan Island, whether near or far, as long as it is in this sea area, the transaction of wicks and lights must be carried out through them.

In the past, when Lynch discovered that the wicks, the Serau merchant group could always transfer lamp fishers of corresponding attributes to fish. Moreover, the fishing success rate was very high, and the reward for Lynch was relatively fair.

Figo understood as soon as he heard this, isn’t this equivalent to a contractor in this ocean?

He asked Lynch a few more questions. Sure enough, the sea of ​​lamps scattered with light wicks is a strategic resource. Many business groups were born, dividing the sea area and collecting light wicks.

Lynch is not clear about the more specific one, but Figo judged that most of these business groups would have a background in the human nation, or maybe... pirates started their business?

The division of territory is not about playing houses, exchange of interests and suppression by force, and is probably indispensable.

Figo perfected the general composition of the human forces in the Light Mars in speculation. As for the demons, he learned more from Asmod.

When you first enter the lights, Figo must first explore the situation. After all, people's hearts are easy to change and difficult to predict.

After the ten thousand years of inheritance of Light Mars, the ancestors and brave men passed away one by one. The tribes living here today may not be willing to recognize him, the king of the starry sky who ruled the starry sky.

If they were always in the struggle to survive, they would definitely welcome him warmly.

But it has been developing safely for three thousand years, and each country has been established, and its power is even greater than that of the 13 ancestors ten thousand years ago. It may not necessarily feel that they have the same roots and origins as the Starry Sky tribes.

Qinghai, the place of hope is very special.

Should you recognize the king or not?

I don't admit it, I'm sorry for the 13 kings in heaven.

I am afraid I will not be willing to give my ancestors' hard work, and there will definitely be people who are worried about the division of wicks and lights in the sea of ​​lamps.

Originally, most of these were theirs!

This is human nature. If you change your position, Figo will do so. He will not be angry, but before straightening out everything, he is not going to conquer everything with force, and make Lucifer be surrounded and killed, or encounter a back stab from time to time, which will be disgusting.

Thinking of this, Figo and Lynch gradually penetrated into the island and came to another house.

"Uncle Ahai! Are you at home? I want to use your Internet bug!"

"Lynch? You guy, have you really found the wick again?"

In the yard, accompanied by a slightly vicissitudes of life, an old man with gray hair walked out of the courtyard. The smile on his face stopped the moment he saw Figo, and his eyes became sharp and alert.

"Lynch, is he?"
Chapter completed!