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Chapter 894 Fierce Battle in Tianyuan (12)

Chapter 894 Fierce Battle in Tianyuan (12)

"Husky, this is the phone call for you." The King of Knights handed the phone to the dog-man boy and said mysteriously.

"Whisk for Husky?" The dog man boy took the phone and put it to his ear in confusion: "Hello? Who's barking?"

"Hasky!" A very familiar voice for the boy sounded on the other end of the phone, his mother Lianyin's voice: "Oh---thank God! You're fine!"

"Mommy?!" The dog-man boy's eyes glowed with hope again: "You're alive?!"

"That's nonsense. I've never died before." Lianyin said with a hint of anger.

"Hehe...I'm sorry." The young man said with a smile.

"Mommy is a superman, how could she die after being stabbed?" Lianyin also laughed in a low voice.

Those are not words to show off, but they are true. As Patimo, Lianyin’s vitality is hundreds of times stronger than that of humans. Here at the hospital, Lianyin, who had just been petrified, recovered smoothly under the spells of several therapists.

Center. The big wound on her left chest that was stabbed with a dagger has basically healed.

"You are with His Majesty King Arthur now, right?" Lianyin added, "Mom will come back to pick you up as soon as she recovers. Until then, stay here honestly and don't cause any trouble to His Majesty, okay?"

"Yeah!" The dog-man boy agreed, wagging his tail, and his smile was sweeter than ever: "Mommy, be good and don't cause trouble to the doctors."

"Huhu." Lianyin smiled and hung up the phone.

"That's great." Arthur took the phone from the dog boy: "Now, go wash up and put on clean clothes."

"Well...Uncle Arthur ---" the dog-man boy blushed: "Don't tell anyone what happened tonight, okay?"

"What's the matter?" Arthur smiled evilly, deliberately pretending to be stupid: "Is it true that you still wet the bed when you are eight years old?"

"Uh!" Husky was deeply hurt by these words: "Uncle Arthur is really evil!"

"Hey, maybe." The King of Knights picked up the canine boy like a puppy: "If you are good, I won't tell your friends about this. Otherwise -----

-"

"Husky will behave well!" the dog boy said gloomily: "Now let him clean up the dog!"

A false smile appeared on the face of the King of Knights. All he could do was use taunts and threats to divert the attention of the dog-man boy and make Husky temporarily forget about the terrible nightmare.

A child's terrible experience in childhood will definitely affect his life. Greenville may be right. For this child, Arthur must do something.

At the same time, in the Pygmi cannibal village on the East African Plateau.

The savages hosted a banquet in the village square for their "Sonohasta."

Accompanied by primitive-style music, a large group of Pygmies formed a large circle, swung their buttocks crazily, and danced very coquettishly.

"Ah ha ha ha ha! Bring more barbecue! I want more juice, meow!" Paramedis ate and drank, while wagging his cat's tail to dance with the music.

Bedivere looked extremely depressed.

The werewolf took a bite of the grilled lizard meat, spit out the scales, and then hurriedly drank a few sips of juice. For the hundred and first time, he urged his companion: "Don't just eat, Paramy, it's time for us to return to the camp."

Gone."

"It's still early, meow---" the big cat was completely drunk, flushed with excitement, "Those boys can take care of themselves, what are you worried about, meow? It's rare that these savages treat us as honored guests, of course we have to have a good time, meow!"

"

"No, I'm worried about you." Bedivere rolled his eyes at Paramedis again.

At that time, the Pegmies brought more food, including the aphrodisiac mushroom soup that would make people drunk. What Bediwell was worried about finally happened.

"Don't drink that!" the werewolf exclaimed.

"Meow hahahahahaha!" Paramedis ignored Bedivere's advice at all, picked up the stone bowl and poured the mushroom soup into his stomach.

After drinking, almost the whole body of the big cat was flushed, and Paramedes looked like a steamed big cat, exuding a confused mist and a strong smell of alcohol.

Paramedes, who was almost drunk, was swaying even while sitting, muttering vague words in his mouth, which was completely amusing.

"Look what good things you have done!" Bedivere hid his face and sighed. Just the thought of carrying this drunken cat back to the camp made him feel very tired.

That's not the worst.

"Meow hahahahaha! This is delicious, don't you drink some, meow?" The big cat continued to talk nonsense.

"Don't drink. Don't come over, you stink." The werewolf couldn't stand the smell of alcohol on Palamedes, so he simply turned away and focused his attention on the dancing Pygmies.

"Meow hahahaha, little Beidi, how can you show off like this---come on!" The big cat hugged Bediville unexpectedly, and the bowl of soup in his hand had already been stuffed into the werewolf's mouth. Bediville reacted

I poured mushroom soup into the werewolf’s mouth before!

"Ugh?! Gudu---" Bedivere had no time to resist and had already taken a sip of mushroom soup.

A warmth spread across the werewolf's abdomen.

"Haha---" Bedivere showed a lewd expression. He was also drunk.

"Ah ha ha ha ha, this is good---" Bedivere also picked up the stone bowl and drank the mushroom soup. He also became drunk, completely regardless of the consequences.

The big cat and the werewolf started talking a lot of nonsense, stood up and danced, and even got into the ranks of the Pygmy dancers, swaying their butts.

At that time, Bedivere was still slightly awake, but the surrounding scenes seemed to melt together, and the whole world was shaking and swaying. The werewolf's body moved more uncontrollably, as if he was sleepwalking.

The banquet continued, but the Pegmies brought a huge stone bowl, filled it with potion, and put firewood at the bottom of the bowl.

The savages came up one after another to tear off the clothes of Bedivere and Palamedes, lifted them up, and put them into the bowl.

"Ah ha ha ha ha, look! *burp*, little Beidi!" Paramedis burped and said with a silly smile: "They even gave us bath water, *burp*, you're ready, meow

!So thoughtful, meow!"

"Ah, really!" The werewolf shook his head and replied, "Haha---the water temperature is really good."

He buried his body in the stone bowl again and let the liquid soak his whole body.

There are various mushrooms floating in the wonderful potion, which are also the ingredients of the mushroom soup they just drank.

The aphrodisiac effect not only entered their bodies through what they drank, but was now directly absorbed from the "bath water" and seeped into every part of their bodies.

As a result, Bedivere felt even more dizzy, and the whole world was covered in pink light of happiness, which was indescribably wonderful.

"Meow hahahahahahahahahahahaha---more barbecue! Barbecue meow!" Paramedis waved and shouted.

The savages brought up skewers of barbecued meats and cups of juice, feeding them to the big cat like stuffed ducks.

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha, delicious, delicious -------" Bediwell also leaned happily on the edge of the stone bowl, opening his mouth to eat the delicacies brought by the Pygmy people, completely unaware that the atmosphere at the scene was a bit...

inappropriate.

---Until the savages started putting vegetables and seasonings in stone bowls.

"Um, eh---?" Bedivere shook his head and watched the savages throwing carrots and green peppers into their bath water. He was confused at first.

"The bath water of these savages, *burp*, the ingredients are so strange, they even add vegetables--" The drunk Bediwell still maintained a trace of sanity, but his thinking speed was obviously delayed, and he was a bit demented.

Silly look.

"Hahahaha, *burp*, who cares! Maybe this is their, *burp*, secret recipe for eliminating fatigue ---" Paramedes became even more drunk and couldn't support it anymore, so he had to lean his head on the edge of the stone bowl.

Half of his body was leaning against the werewolf young man.

"Um...don't get so close...it's so hot---" Bediwell felt the smell of alcohol running through his body. He was as hot as a steamer, but his whole body was limp and he was too lazy to move.

.

"Meow hahahaha, are you shy, meow?" The leopard man warrior opened his arms and hugged the werewolf, "What are you afraid of? We are all men, *burp*, we took a bath together before, just seven years ago -

--You were still a little kid at that time, hehehehe---"

"Seven years ago and now, *burp*, things have changed a lot, okay?" The werewolf tried his best to push the big cat away: "And it's too hot, don't come close--"

"Oh, hot, hot meow? It's not my fault---" Palamedes shook his head to shirk responsibility: "It's obviously bath water that's hot---"

He was right. The hot thing was indeed the bath water. The savages kept adding fire under the stone bowl, and the large bowl of bath water was boiling hot.

"Hey! The bath water is a bit too hot!" Bediwell then climbed to the edge of the bowl and protested: "Do you want us to die from the heat? Let the water temperature down quickly!"

However, the savages did not understand the English spoken by Bedivere at all.

Seeing that he could not communicate with these savages, the werewolf looked around and looked for Professor Paul.

I couldn't find it. I don't know where the professor went.

The bath water is getting hotter and hotter. If this continues---

Bedivere was about to climb out of the stone bowl, but he was unexpectedly stopped by several Pygmies. They smiled and pushed Bedivere into the water, and continued to stuff barbecue and vegetables into the bowl despite the werewolf's protests.

Deville's mouth.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" The werewolf with his mouth full of food choked in the bath water again and almost didn't drown. The bath water with strong anesthetic ingredients continued to take away Bediwell's physical strength, making Bediwell

He was unable to struggle.

Too bad!

Only then did the werewolf realize that something was wrong.

This is not bath water at all, this is a pot of soup!

And Bediville and Palamedes are [soup ingredients], like stew in a pot!

Instead of entertaining them, the Pegmies threw the two of them into a large pot of soup and prepared to cook!!

These savages are indeed cannibals, and they are planning to eat Bedivere and Paramedes!


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