C355 Great Alchemist 1(1)

I rode my horse towards the city gate of Lut Gholein. Although I spent the longest time in Lut Gholein, Lut Gholein didn't bring me many happy memories. I have to come back. Wait until I find the box of pain. Find the barrier key.

"Boss!" Anand chased after him with all his might, "Where is boss going?"

I squinted my eyes and said, "I'm leaving. I've already won your gold coins back for you. Don't gamble with others anymore. If I see you again on the sea, I won't be polite."

"Boss, where are you going?" Anand was still panting.

"Why do you care where I am going?" I can't find a place to vent my anger. Could it be that you really want to follow me?

"Are you going to abandon your brothers just like that?" Anand was very unhappy.

I was stunned. "Anand, who said that he wanted to be your boss? I have urgent matters to attend to. Don't bother me. Go back."

"It's Marina. Marina wanted me to ask you. What plans do you have in the future?" Anand said.

Marina? I felt sad again. Why didn't she come and ask me? Will she still care about my fate from now on?

"I want to go to Arreat." I said in a low voice, my nose slightly aching, "Why would she care where I go? Let's forget about each other."

Pah! I pulled my horse and the horse rushed out of the city gate.

" Boss, Boss Marina said, "Anand shouted from behind. I was already far away and could not hear what he was saying.

I have to go back, even though my father once said that I will never go back. But fate forced me to go back to my hometown where I was born and raised. After hundreds of years, my father's corpse might have already turned to dust. If my unfilial son isn't by my side, who is the one who sent him to his death? Who else is cleaning my mother's grave?

The horse galloped for a while and its speed slowly decreased. It panted heavily.

I frowned. What horse did Meshief prepare for me? I've only been running for a while and I'm already so tired?

Hot sweat kept coming out of the horse's back, drenching my pants. I secretly cursed the bastard and had no choice but to jump off the horse. I need to rest for a bit. This place is still in the dry area of the Lut Gholein. There is no water for horses. According to my plan, we will run for three hundred miles. There should be a river, which should be at dusk. It's a good time to drink and rest. But now, we can only run a dozen miles at most.

I looked at the strong looking horse gloomily, wondering if Meshief hadn't fed it in a few days. How could it be so weak?

After resting for a while, the horse started sweating. I mounted the horse once again and ran northeast.

After running for another ten miles, the horse was extremely tired. I had to jump off the horse and slowly pull this useless animal along. "When we reach the market, I will sell you!"

However, even as I slowly walked, the horse continued to pant. I hated it so much that I almost wanted to kill it immediately. Meshief must have arranged for a sick horse for me. I took Cecilia's flower basket from the horse's back and scolded angrily, "Uncle, let me help you carry your luggage."

After walking about one or two miles east, the horse seemed to have recovered. My hands were slightly sore. I checked Cecilia's flower basket. Strange, why do I keep feeling that this flower basket has a strange weight during this period of time? But there are clearly only a few bags of "Pain Flower" and a skull in the flower basket.

I stopped and took out all five bags of "Flowers of Pain" and the skulls that I won from gambling. The flower basket was empty. However, the weight did not reduce by much. What was Cecilia's intention in keeping this flower basket? Why did the weight change? I do not have the intelligence to crack Cecilia's mystery. I only know that I cannot abandon this thing.

Helpless, I summoned the Earth Rock Demon and let the countless summoned creatures carry the flower basket and follow by my side. This way, the horse was able to display an ability that matched its appearance. As we ran, the horse never ran out of energy again.

My judgment was correct. At dusk, we found a water source. Soon, we will be leaving the Lut Gholein. I turned around to look. Behind me was a long stretch of yellow sand. A few hundred years ago... I followed this path to the Lut Gholein. This desolate and remote path seemed to have no changes.