After considering it, Eliuk decided to lead the team with Jing Liu, drag the twins, Zhiqiu and others away as bodyguards, and go to the wild to tell the druids who would get lost in the city, and their third brother Jing Yan should continue to work on him. n∈,

Marceau, who had nothing to do, was about to take Youjiu back to the city, but was stopped by Jing Yan.

"Marceau, let me go. I want to get an answer from you some things." As the eldest among the children of Eliuk, Jing Yan gives people a kind of leadership temperament as a brother, which is reflected in the eyes of many players. Even if his younger brother Eliuk is better, he will also have the identity of a virtuous brother when facing Jing Yan.

Unfortunately, this life winner is not satisfied with Brother Yu. Among the four children who entered the game in the fifth open era, Constantine's combat power is the most similar to his father, Jing Liu's mind is the most spiritual, Eliuk's demeanor is extraordinary, and Jing Yan... The three sons of this life winner are both.

Speaking of demeanor, Jing Yan has a wide range of friendship. Because he is the eldest son of Mrs. Taixian, he entered the game to inherit his bloodline, so the reputation of various groups and countries is almost full of popularity, and he has nothing to say about people. Even the hostile New Eden NP said that he was a good baby of Mrs. Taixian; when it comes to mind, from the battle group of the earthlings to the sharp-eared guild, there are almost no diplomats he doesn't know, so that in the years before the camp war began, the two guilds wanted to truce the battle. The first thing they thought was to let him be an intermediary, and he never let others down. The conditions offered can always be accepted by both sides. Of course, Marceau also had to admit that those warring parties who were unwilling to accept and wanted to gain benefits would always end up losing face.

Speaking of combat power... As a terr good man, Jing Yan is the first terr good man who swung the power sword in the past century without the help of power gloves. His combat skills all come from his father. Even if the cat cub faces him, he will not be sure of winning. This combat mage who is proficient in musket-fitting swords. He is a terrible profession like the parade paladin. The cat cub doesn't want to fight with a little guy who might be able to play god subsidence. If the pressure is too great, the god subsidence will come. I'm afraid that this little thing can beat the cat cub with just one finger.

Since Jing Yan wanted to ask some things, Marceau naturally followed his footsteps, and Youjiu followed the cat, which made Marceau a little embarrassed. But when he thought that if Youjiu could follow, at least some topics could be avoided. After all, anyone would feel tired after explaining it many times.

Following Jing Yan, he walked out of the conference hall of 1.2 meters. Standing on the street, Jing Yan looked at the gray sky: "Masuo, thank you for taking care of my two innocent and awkward brothers during this period."

"This is nothing to say. After all, your younger brothers are still very capable." As a cat with short mouth, Marceau couldn't say he was good with a shame.

"You are such a modest cat." Jing Yan turned around and looked at Marceau: "My younger brother Eliuk always wants to be a qualified heir. Everyone sees his efforts and talent. It's a pity... I can feel Eliuk's sadness. This time, he was reprimanded by his mother for his personal revenge."

"... His relationship with Yuliga is probably not renewed." Marceau asked.

"What do you think? Eleuk's mother would never let such a cat girl become her eldest son's wife." Jing Yan sighed at this point: "I watched him and Yulijia grow up. My father also likes Yulijia very much, but as many novels say, some things will never be spared when they meet in a narrow road in their lifetime."

"...Yes, I'm alive. I'll never be spared when I meet on a narrow road." Marceau smiled and sighed. The cat felt the most comprehension of Jing Yan's words.

"Then, about my two compatriots and sisters, Marceau, that little guy named Zhiqiu...is it reliable?"

"According to what I said, it's reliable. He said he had received training in the temple. It's okay for your two sisters to play like this. I think he's also a little guy with a temper-resistant temper." Marceau told the truth that Jing Yan wanted to know Zhiqiu's identity, but it won't take long. Since that's the case, why don't you tell the truth?

"Thank you so hard, this little guy. My sister is a little lawless because she is the youngest." Jing Yan shook her head, and smiled a little embarrassedly and helplessly: "My younger brother and sisters seem to be very happy recently, so I will ask you for the situation. As for Youjiu... Xiaoyoujiu, what about you, are you happy?"

"It's okay, I feel that traveling with everyone is much better than before, silly and entangled Constantine." The long-lasting answer made Jing Yan look at the cat with a meaningful look: "No matter what, I still want to thank you today, otherwise the druid gentlemen would think. If you explain it, I think they will believe it even more."

Jing Yan's words reminded Masso of the previous question, so he asked, "By the way, I don't think they seem to be too evil about that blood crown. Although they are forced to work, at least they have paid, aren't they? Why do you still attack them?"

"If it were just like this, maybe I would also like to praise them for letting the indigenous people still have wages to earn during the snow season." Speaking of this, Jing Yan's mood seemed a little bad. He shook his head and gave a negative answer: "But the fact is that the sweatshop they built allows the indigenous people to work for up to sixteen hours a day, no rest days, no overtime pay, and any indigenous people who fail to complete their labor output will be subject to various criminal laws. Our intelligence personnel have confirmed at least thirty lynchings through the escaped villagers, and they have also killed the rebellious villagers."

Well, it sounds like the factory owners’ methods of dealing with employees in the 17th century of the Middle Ages on Earth were just more radical. In this regard, Marceau finally understood why these grassland elves players prepared so much supplies and could not move between towns. Now, the grassland elves players could only save more supplies, and wait until the beginning of spring to teach the opponent to be a human being.

"We don't want to start a war, but the blood-colored crown bastards have done too much. If they don't regard the indigenous people as a top-notch life, they can't blame us for not treating them as a person. These madmen and psychopaths must be punished and they must pay the price." Jing Yan's words can also be regarded as the best annotation of the ending of the blood-colored crown.

"Yes, everyone has to pay the price for their choice, Grandpa said so." "Young and serious, "We have to make them pay the price."

And Marceau frowned: "Jing Yan, why don't you tell the aborigines about this?"

"I said it, but the bastards of the Blood Crown bought the inspector who went to check. The fat guy was the financial officer of the city lord of Ronnis City, and was deeply trusted by the city lord. He said that this matter was a false thing, and the city lord never took care of it again." Jing Yan's answer made Masce let go of his brow: "Then have you ever been to the temple?"
Chapter completed!