If Stella hadn't followed her, she might not have been caught by the people of the Martial Arts Alliance.
"Then can I come with you? Otherwise I'll always be worried!"
Gremer wanted to go with Abel.
"No, if you follow me, it will be very dangerous. I don't have the energy to protect you."
"You have to hurry up and cultivate yourself. When your strength improves and you are strong enough, maybe I will need you."
Abel said with a slight smile.
"Well, Elder True will now refine a lot of medicinal herbs for me to practice, and I will work hard."
Gremer nodded heavily.
At this time, Abel opened the storage ring and took out the map of Capronwanli Mountains and Rivers from inside.
"This is for you. It can help you cultivate. You should know how to use it!"
Abel gave Gremer the map of 90 thousand miles of mountains and rivers.
"You keep this, don't you want to practice too?"
Gremer knew that Abel needed this thing more than himself.
"Take it, I still have other magic tools to practice now!" Abel said with a smile.
With the Demon Suppression Pagoda in place, Abel's practice is temporarily less than 90 thousand miles of mountains and rivers, so it's just right for Gremer to practice.
Gremer did not refuse, but took over the map of 90 thousand miles of mountains and rivers.
At this moment, Frazer walked in with a happy face.
"Abel, I agreed, Lata Townon agreed, I promised to let you go to the Valley of the Wicked…"
Frazer did not expect that Lata Townon would agree so happily.
Abel smiled slightly: "Thank you Uncle Luther."
"Why are you being polite to me, but I didn't expect Lata Barbu to agree so happily!"
Frazer said excitedly.
After chatting for a while, Frazer left with Gremer, and let Abel have a good rest, and set off for the Valley of the Wicked tomorrow.
At this time, in a forest.
There are scorched trees everywhere, and the smoke is full of gunpowder.
There were several corpses lying on the ground, and Gatring was covered in blood, leaning on a tree, panting heavily.
On the Gramina side, it didn't get any better. Several people died, and the rest were wounded.
Gramina's chest is even more bloody.
Gramina didn't expect that Gatring, who held such a vengeance, would fight with him directly.
"Gramina, if you have the ability to kill Mr. Torgue today, if you let me go back alive, I will definitely destroy your Gosto family!"
Although Gatring was seriously injured, his eyes were wide open and his body was full of arrogance.
"Hmph, you're still stubborn when you're about to die!"
Gramina snorted coldly: "Since you want to die, I will fulfill you."
With that said, Gramina took the sword and walked towards Gatring.
Gatring no longer had the strength to dodge, his eyes fixed on Gramina: "If you kill me, the Madrae family will definitely avenge me."
"Yes, of course I know that the Madrae family will avenge you, but they won't seek revenge for me, but Abel."
"When I kill you, I will plant the blame directly on Abel's head."
"When the time comes, the Madrae family is looking for Abel!"
Gramina grinned, it seemed that he had already thought about it.
Gatring was stunned, he didn't expect this guy Gramina's mind to be vicious.
If the Madrae family really wants to avenge themselves and go to Abel, no matter who wins or loses at that time, for Gramina, it's all to take advantage of the fisherman.
"You despicable villain, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost…"
Gatring gritted his teeth.
But just after he finished speaking, the long sword in Gramina's hand had already pierced his heart.
In the end, Gatring has no life, his eyes are still wide open, and he can't rest his eyes…
"Put together the bodies of the Madrae family…"
After killing Gatring, Gramina said to the 3 remaining servants of the Gosto family.
These people were also seriously injured, but when Gramina spoke, they still followed suit.
But just when these 3 people stepped forward to restrain the Madrae family.
To be continued....
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