By the way, my beekeepers are the female Buddha giant and the clay-footed giant. Didn’t you notice that only male giants were imprisoned in this underground prison? When I took you to the hive, I pointed it out to you.
A row of huge vine houses! These giant women work very hard!”
Rommel pointed to his head: "Your observation skills are still not careful enough! In the enemy camp that is surrounded by dangers, you need not only bravery, but also a thoughtful heart. Any little thing will make you capsize.
of."
"A young girl wife in exchange for a Saint Qiao!" Liu Zhenzhen looked up to the sky and sighed, repeatedly saying ***.
"Saint Chio! Damn it!" Rommel exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Look! I have long guessed that you are the Saint Chio magician! I have never understood why someone can survive in the magnetic field.
Can use elemental power! The war song you sang to appease the departed souls that day made our Imam Mulan tremble with fear! I'm a little surprised, why didn't you use magic that day?"
"Idiot! If I can cast magic, why would it be your turn to stand here and be arrogant!" Liu Zhenzhen was furious.
"What is luck! Look, the God of War Campas is not standing by your side to help you this time!" Rommel smiled happily: "The glory of the Goddess Mani is on my side! Dear Saint Chio
Master, you should be a magic apprentice now, right? No wonder there are still elemental fluctuations. My goddess Mani, Richard, you are actually Saint Chiao! Haha..."
Liu Zhanzhen glared at Rommel fiercely.
"I have a message for you. The door of the Flying Camel Army is always open for you. If you want to defect to me at any time, I will still welcome you!" Rommel's eyes suddenly filled with sincerity: "Yours
Appearing, I suddenly felt a little softer towards Behemoth. It turns out that the Behemoth nobles are not all trash. I sincerely hope to fight side by side with you!"
"I'll keep this sentence for you too." Liu Zhenzhen smiled. A gust of cold wind in the cell blew his thick chest hair, which made our Divine Comedy Shaman's smile look a bit like a wild king.
"With your current elemental abilities, it is difficult to escape from the pursuit radius of the Phantom Beast Knight. This may be your last chance." Rommel said sincerely: "I really like your kind kindness.
I have a hateful temper. Because I have always wanted to be such a person."
"If you keep talking, you will not only insult my personality, but also my IQ!" Liu Zhenshao tilted his head impatiently, refusing to look at this Fox hybrid anymore.
"Sending a strong man to a stranger is a helplessness in life, and it is also an honor." Rommel smiled and stood up: "Please allow me to say goodbye to you."
"I still say the same old thing!" Liu Zhenzhen said: "Rommel, this is my last advice to you. No one in the entire Aegean continent dares to despise a Behemoth priest!"
Rommel's steps faltered.
"Even if I am the only shaman left on the earth, I will turn this place into a sea of vengeful flames!" Liu Zhenzhen said word by word: "Please remember this sentence for me!"
"I have not despised you. You will be locked here until His Highness the Caliph visits you in two days. You have great abilities, but you can use them." Rommel smiled and turned back: "By the way, His Highness the Caliph summoned you yesterday.
If you leave me, I will lead the army to attack Markand tomorrow. Hey! I have to thank you for this, Behemoth. The Guards are finished, so I can only be sent! Look! I am about to leave this place of right and wrong. Wang Zhangzhi
Whatever murders happen in the middle of the war have nothing to do with me!"
"If you have the guts, don't leave!" Liu Zhenshao roared.
"Haha, I have gone to the Mani Temple to inform my respected mentor Master Manali. On the night of blood-stained king's tent, he will escort you out of the city. I can assure you that even if your elemental power is not lost, I
My mentor is ten times more harmful than you!" Rommel sneered: "As for you, you'd better not try to fight to the end. I have all the Mainz shooters left. I don't want you to become a hornet's nest without my stopping you.
, I am very worried that this kind of thing will happen."
"No bachelor magician can be rampant in front of our Mainz shooters, handsome, I promise you with the honor of the whole family!" A desert elf with a black belt around his waist bowed and said, his sharp eyes showing no trace of
He looked unreservedly at the Behemoth Shaman who was shackled to the stone wall. "What a good Ji Dao strongman, he turned into a useless person in my hands! What a pity, it's not like this soul exists.
A vicious curse, maybe I can't help but kill him." Rommel sighed, his eyes resting on the ground on the fragrant nanmu box containing the thousand-year-old Konjac Beauty, turtle shells, turtle beads, skull necklaces and singing clothes.
He kicked his feet, bent down and picked up the "Underground Drunken Turtle" deer crystal, looked at the light, and stuffed it into his sleeve.
"Put these things into the arsenal. Master Zandi goes out to do some errands. He may come back in ten days. When he gets home, you notify him to receive this thousand-year-old konjac beauty!" Rommel sighed: "What a pity this is.
The porcupine skin robe is actually a magic amplification treasure, but it’s a pity that it has to be left to this stubborn shaman.”
"Meishai, as long as you like it, we have a way to keep this robe." A voice said.
Longjiang'er smiled faintly, and wherever his vigorous figure strode past, a row of neatly bowed shadows on the stone wall greeted him respectfully.
After the coach left the prison gate, several arsenic giants dragged the wooden box and Old Liu's belongings to the other end of the cell, where was the spiral staircase leading down to the second level of the underground prison.
Liu's shocked eyes were sharp.
A Mainz shooter invited Giscaibi into the iron cage where Catwoman and Foxwoman were kept. The giant Lolita was very cooperative. With her eyes closed, she could distinguish the path more easily than anyone with eyes.
The little parrot was left alone and stood alone on Liu Zhancheng's shoulder.
The generals and officers of the Flying Camel Corps passed by Liu Zhenshao with the arrogant eyes of a victor. Their eyes were like looking at a camel waiting to be slaughtered, full of spoiled sympathy and cheap pity.
Guoguo hung on the guillotine like a rice dumpling. A venomous light suddenly bloomed in the little mung bean's eyes as he watched these flying camel officers leave.
In the misty night of the Danube Wasteland, Yi Jiao stood on the highest point of the red soil slope, with a handsome face, a little pockmarked, shining in the starlight.
The night wind was hunting, the green blade in his hand was like snow, and his eyes were fierce and sharp, looking up at the sky in the northwest that was about to be stained with blood.