The night fell, and cheers came from the arena behind him. The shadows of the two people were lengthened by sounds and lights, and they met the darkness at the end of the alley, like a twisted bridge and a bottomless abyss.

Stepping on his own shadow, one of the people's body gradually changed, his thick limbs became thinner, and his fat belly also shrank back, and he was rearranged into eight-pack abdominal muscles.

Dion stretched comfortably, tidied his hair, stretched out his hand, and put it on Nian's shoulders:

"Today's meal is a rare treat. I have never eaten such exquisite and delicious food in both worlds."

Every year he raised his hand and grabbed the collar of the cloak so that he would not be pressed by him. He smiled and said, "Don't talk nonsense when you go back, they will definitely want to tie the chef."

"Tell me the truth, I do have this idea now," Dion touched his chin, "and turned around and stole into the Duke's residence. Even if you can't tie someone up, you can still eat a few meals."

"Congratulations, I found a real place to use your new skills."

Nian said in a brisk tone. If Dion could really tie the chef up, she would have to go home every day, eat three meals a day, and add afternoon tea and late-night snacks.

"If you dislike my skills, just say it." Dion knocked on her head and pressed down his arm on her shoulder.

I raised my legs every year and had to walk. When I tripped my feet and my calf numb, I almost fell to the ground with my face down. I hurriedly grabbed Di'an's arm and looked down:

"It's the vine rope you put on again!"

"You didn't pay attention to your feet."

Dion put her right, and a thin green vine quickly slipped away from Nian's ankles. It disappeared into Dion's cuffs. Before disappearing, she waved her little leaves and greeted Nian.

"Stingy, just complain." Niannian murmured quietly and limped forward - she was only immune to oral toxins, and this external paralysis toxin is still effective.

"Walk slowly, we can discuss where my new skills can be used while enjoying the moon."

Dion smiled cheerfully and was full of sunshine, but he curled his lips every year and hid a little away without a trace. This handsome guy, like a Greek sculpture, always looks gentle and gentlemanly. Now this look is not only rare, but also very dangerous.

No wonder I have a good relationship with that guy Nick. Think about it, how could a person who specializes in various vine operations and flower and plant toxins have a gentle personality?

"Be careful to see the road. You have to wait three minutes before you can walk normally." Dion pressed her shoulder and reminded.

"Hey," Niannian suddenly remembered something and jumped in front of him with one leg. "Who won when you fought with Nick before? Did you? How did you win?"

Dion quickly reached out to help and nodded: "I won, but for the sake of the dignity of our respected leader, the specific details are kept confidential."

"Yeah..." Niannian lowered her head and thought, and suddenly felt a pain in the back of her head, "Ah! Why are you hitting me again!"

Dion withdrew his fist and tapped her forehead: "Don't think about causing trouble and let us fight again."

Nian covered his head with his hands and looked at him glaringly: "Then I will complain when I go back and say you will hit me-"

"Oh, where did the wild mandarin ducks come from? Grandpas just happened to have no money for alcohol. Please help me~"

In order not to attract attention, the two of them deliberately chose to turn and narrow alleys. Before they knew it, they quickly walked out of the Zijin City. Under the dim lights on both sides, there were many mice with specialty products from Ershe City.

Dion blocked Nian behind Nian and looked at the dozen blind "little mice" in front of him. The vines in the palm grew in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen green vines covered with barbed ones were drawn out.

Wait! Wind?

Dion used his right hand to protect Nian Nian firmly behind him, and the vines on his left hand crossed and weaved a large green net in front of him.

The wind roared, and a silence was wafting, and a faint smell of blood came, which became strong in a moment. However, Dion put away his defense and poked his head out from behind every year in surprise.

Nick stood after his broken limbs and arms were broken all over the ground, and looked at Dion, who was unscathed, and his eyes turned to Niannian and softened in an instant.

Dion looked up at the sky: "It seems that someone should have been waiting nearby for the middle of the night and was in a bad mood."

"Of course I won't feel good when I think of you as a human-shaped self-propelled gun to be her male companion."

Nick turned around quickly and waved: "Let's go, go home."

......

After discovering that Nian Nian had numbed his calf, Dian's clothes were finally affected. The wind blades surrounding him were cut into strips of cloth. As a result, because Nian Nian glanced at him a few more times, Nick directly stripped off a drunkard on the side of the road and threw it to Dian who was shameless.

Every Nian rubbed his eyebrows and walked helplessly between the two of them. Looking at Nick, who had stolen other people's clothes and then destroyed the body, he mentioned the serious matter.

"I want the war on Eigberg to break out as soon as possible."

"Hmm." Nick pulled away from the smelly Dion every year - it smelled like the drunkard was spitting on his clothes.

"Hmm." Dion began to look for other clothes that could be seen within his sight.

"Do you have nothing to ask?" Niannian asked depressedly. Is the reactions of these two people too dull?

"No, it's pretty good." Dion saw a pretty good piece of clothing from the window on the second floor. He walked over and pushed open the door of the building, "I'll go up and get something, you guys can wait."

"Stop waiting, catch up with me." Nick pulled Ever Nian away without looking at him.

"Okay, then I'll do it as soon as possible." Dion was a little helpless. In this case, he could only choose the fastest way.

"There seems to be a lot of people in the room." He was pulled away by Nick, and looked back at the window full of people every year.

"No matter how much he doesn't even have a piece of clothing, he might as well die sooner."

Every year I pulled the corners of my mouth - the problem was that the clothes were being worn by someone, and Dion took off his storage crystal just to attend the banquet, and the lifespan of the clothes was only for less than ten minutes... I really wouldn't be so screaming like this now.

"Okay, talk about the serious business," Nick slowed down and looked at her, "What do we need to do?"

"It's nothing, you guys are busy with your own affairs."

He paused and spoke every year.

"But I need something, and I may have something to bother Alexander later."

......

When the night of the second day came, the messengers from the Temple of the True God, the Church of the Church and Eigberg returned to their temporary residence one after another, counting today's harvest with satisfaction, and preparing to go back and report.

Although the elf woman said that she wanted to take everyone to see, the three of them were not surprised when the Duke personally sent someone to invite her today.

Yesterday's banquet was full of fun. Everyone understood the Duke's position and thought that he was the only guest to Usher. He no longer asked the Duke to abandon any side.

Although these three families complained about the duke's greed, they still visited the Tiangongfang achievement exhibition as agreed, and looked at the inventions and creations that were more relevant to people's livelihood than force, and expressed their praise and gratitude with great care.

The president of Tiangongfang, Mumoto, was very enthusiastic. He greeted him with a smile and accepted these praises calmly as if he had expected it.

He was also about to go to the dwarfs. He heard that there was a turmoil over there, so he planned to take the opportunity to save some craftsmen and drawings to connect the technology trees of mechanical skills, alchemy and dwarf mechanical skills.

He was not very interested in fighting and killing, and there were no acquaintances in the city of Ershe. In reality, Ms. Jiang had something to do and had to leave the game for a few months. Her apprentices plunged into the Feathers Forest and didn't come out. It was so boring to stay here.

According to the duke who was slutty, after receiving these inexplicable guests this time, the dwarves had no time to look behind him, which just made it convenient for him to go fishing in troubled waters, no, they were going to touch koi.

It seemed that China was also in a mess, and it seemed that it was time for me to learn from Xingtianxia and transfer the people to the vicinity of Beitai City. Mubien looked smiling and sent away the troubled guests, turning around to write to the brothers who stayed in Huaxia District.

Eigberg's envoy was first to be received.

He was very interested in the various designs of Mubo, but was also disappointed. At this moment when war could break out at any time, these interesting things could not resist the enemy.

Fortunately, the Duke did not disappoint him, because Egberg's territory was connected to Egberg's city, and he suggested that the envoys could move some important domestic figures and institutions to a location close to Egberg's city, and he could provide shelter to ensure that Egberg's royal bloodline is immortal.

The envoy Eigberg finally recognized his origin from the pattern on the Duke's cane, and thus understood the Duke's sudden kindness. He readily agreed, saying that he would try his best to persuade the king to agree after returning to the country.

The Church of the Church has obtained a priority purchase right, and the Duke showed his exclusive business resources in the Elves, and the Church of the Church can prioritize the purchase of these magical crystals produced by Feiss at a low price.

Priest Ail of the Temple of the True God asked for a promise, hoping that the Duke would ensure the safety of the Dark Mage in the City of Usher and allow them to use the various resources here to conduct some experiments safely and freely.

Since the mercenary group that loved to sweep away the dark mages had been recruited by the duke, the request was reached very smoothly.

This request was of course not very important, but when Priest Elle returned to his residence at night, he seemed extremely excited.

Because, just after he left the Duke, the elf woman gave him something, which not only allowed him to completely eliminate his suspicion of her, but also allowed him to exceed the completion of this mission.

Priest Ail carefully packed the box, and solemnly issued a closure order to all the attendants, and began to prepare to leave the city of Ershe overnight.

Meanwhile, a wooden arrow with a strip of cloth flew in from the window and nailed to the Goodman's desk, rubbing a blood mark on his neck.

Goodman was shocked and knocked down the chair in panic, retreated to the corner of the wall to be on alert. He trembled and untied the strip of cloth until he was sure there was no second arrow.

What comes to your eye are a few lines of crooked small words:

Our mercenary group got a very troublesome thing before. Because it was too troublesome, I gave it to people. I just didn't know if Simire would do what he would do after getting the black square, so I specially reminded you, don't be polite~

——cybele.
Chapter completed!