Magic Domain

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Renault didn't come from any tribe at all, but Crowder's question made his heart twitch.

"No, no? Brother Claude, why are you asking this?" Reynolds asked Claude, and there was a sense of danger in his heart.

"Nothing, because I am a pharmacist. I have heard that some tribes in the southwestern light barren area have passed down some ancient secret recipes of pharmacy, and even some tribes can give their warriors a strong life through a mysterious ritual. Strength, I'm just curious to ask you. Ha ha..."

Claude's answer was very natural, and did not make people feel guilty, but Renault felt more and more wrong in his heart.

No, not like this.

Renault didn't think much because he maintained a trust in Claude, but the seemingly inadvertent problem of Claude reminded Renault of many details at once.

First, the inexplicable trembling of Claude when he heard the name of the snaketail made Renault suddenly think of a key question:

If Claude is a genuine pharmacist, he should be very clear that the third-tier bottle of life pharmacist does not have enough medicine to fight the scary poison of the snaketail.

So why hasn't he expressed surprise at Renault all the time?

The only explanation is that he already knows that Renault has other powers that can resist the poisonous poison of the snake tail beast, and for some purpose has not been broken, but concealed this matter from everyone.

When Kevin asked questions before, Crowder also answered Kevin’s question before Helen. All the words deliberately avoided the existence of the snake tail lion, in order to prevent everyone from knowing that the poison in Renault came from the snake tail lion. Otherwise, according to the experience of Kevin and others, it is natural to know that a small third-order pharmacist cannot let Renault support it to the present.

The details of the past quickly appeared in Renault's mind, and Claude's warm smile in front of him became extraordinarily weird.

A drop of cold sweat unknowingly dropped along the back of Renault's head. Renault didn't expect that he accidentally fell into the hands of a guy with ulterior motives.

"What's wrong, Brother Su, are you uncomfortable?" Claude seemed to notice the abnormality of Renault's face, and asked with concern: "Will I go and get you a bottle of life potion again?"

"No, don't use it!" Renault dare to drink anything in Claude's hands now, and quickly make a very tired look: "Brother Claude, I will be a little tired, I want to rest for a while. ."

"Oh, okay, I'm in your tent next door. Call me at any time if you have anything. Don't be guilty!" Claude stood up very intimately and patted Renault's shoulder again with his hand. With a caring gesture, he walked out of the tent.

"Okay, Brother Claude, you have worked hard too. Let's take a rest early." Reynolds managed to deal with Claude, but he already had a decision in his heart.

Now he has no evidence for Claude's suspicions. It is just a guess. Even if he goes to the Kevin Patriarch, there is no objection. People will not doubt the family's young Junyan for an outsider.

But from all the signs that Crowder showed before, this product is definitely a scourge for himself. This Landry family camp can't stay anyway.

Must leave tonight!

Reynolds forced himself to relax on Helen's comfortable soft slump. He needed to recuperate and escape from the devious Crowder's claws tonight.

At the same time, Claude walked out of Renault's tent leisurely, and at the moment when the curtains closed, the gentle and gentle young man's face showed a devilish smile.

"Oh, cunning boy..."

The night came unconsciously.

After fierce fighting during the day, the entire square quickly fell into silence, leaving only a little bonfire bursting in the endless cold night from time to time, and became the only sound on the square.

Reynolds slowly reached out his own tent, light-weight like a sly wild cat, without making any noise.

Above the square.

Only a few of the dozens of tents still exude a faint flame. Those human warriors responsible for the night vigil are energetic patrols back and forth between the tents, guarding the peace of everyone.

Renault carefully observed the patrol routes of these guards for a while. A route to leave the camp was quickly planned in his heart.

Nearby, there was no sound in the tent where Claude was, which was the best news for Renault.

Now Renault is like a duckweed struggling in troubled times. The weak strength makes him wary of any danger that may come. Although Claude next to you has not shown his hostility, Renault can never Allow yourself to wait until the other side reveals its minions, otherwise Claude's insidious enough to deceive everyone's mind, I am afraid there will be no chance of resistance.

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