Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

　　 Adrian ran near the protective screen, learned the undead, and stood in a few different positions.

　　 A few players happily helped him to take a good photo, and also printed a few copies of the photos using transcription techniques and gave them to Adrian.

　　 Adrian smiled, took the photo and looked at it triumphantly for a while, and received the ring in satisfaction.

　　 Looking at Flange here, the breath on his body is getting more and more solemn.

　　 Hill looked at him tremblingly, not daring to say a word, he really wanted to run.

　　 Fortunately, Liszt appeared in time, breaking the stagnant atmosphere in the room.

"Mr. Xue Yunfeng, I took someone with me." Liszt seemed to have noticed something wrong, and said with a serious expression, "After the news came back, they were divided into two groups. Some of them were young and lively, following that age. The older female mage went to Prince Charles's side.

　　 The other part, who was glamorous and sexy, followed the man to the Duke of Ramsdon. "

　　 Hill then reacted in a daze, Edward is dead, and Ramsden is not a prince, so he can only be matched by his knighthood.

　　 Fortunately, when Edward succeeded to the throne, in order to appease Helen's son who had rioted, he first gave him the title of duke, otherwise Ramsden, who was still wandering, didn't even have a title.

　　 Hill turned his head and looked at Fran whose attention had already turned.

　　 "Charles, I always like this." Fran nodded, "Ramsden doesn't know, but he has always had a good relationship with the noble temple, and he must know his preferences there."

　　 "Then why do you want to come to me for a transfer?" Hill was a little baffled.

　　 "Of course it's because if you hook you up, it's more useful than those two combined!" Fran sighed helplessly, "Hill, your status as a natural warlock is very attractive to the temple."

　　 "Why? Natural consciousness prefers me, even outsiders can't see it?"

"Even if you can't tell, you, as a human nature warlock, must be so easy to advance because you are favored by nature." Fran shook his head, "That is to say, there are undead in front of them, and other temples have to look at His Majesty the King. Face, otherwise your place would have been filled with all kinds of visitors."

　　 "Legends will come forward." Fran said solemnly, "People who are loved by natural consciousness will have a more or less world consciousness."

　　 Hill couldn't help but thought of William, the son of luck.

　　 "Of course, there is His Majesty the King now." Fran also thought, "You may not get much preference. But at least, being lucky to be with you is already very enviable."

　　 It seems that the entanglement and collusion of the Space-Time God System and the World Consciousness is already everyone's acquiescence.

　　 "What do they want Nature Warlocks to do?" Hill asked, changing the subject.

"For the gods, especially those who believe in the Conferred Gods. Become a believer, and fail a believer." Fran sneered, "Only nature is eternal. A believer who has a natural magician almost has it. An anchor in nature."

　　 Hill tilted his head slightly: "If you believe in a god, is that still a natural wizard?"

　　 "Naturally, if you love someone, you won't change easily unless you are hurt." Fran exclaimed, "This is something from the elf. The temple seems to have confirmed this news."

"Moreover, they don't need you to be too religious!" Fran said slowly, "As long as you are willing to recite the name of the gods every day, it is meaningful to them. It's a pity that there is only chanting from the heart. It is useful, otherwise the elves will have to be taken out."

　　 Hill lowered his head: "So find a woman to seduce me?"

　　 "You grew up in accordance with the education of a mage, and you are an alchemist with a lot of money in your hands." Fran sneered, "what good is it to let you give up the life of a free mage and choose to enter the temple and be constrained?

　　 Only your children have hope.

　　 If you really fancy a woman, there will soon be countless similar women coming to you, enough for you to see vomiting. "

　　 Hill silently lowered his head: his pure love, completely flew away.

　　 Even if there is a girl who is particularly interested in him, after a thorough investigation of the background behind him, what is the meaning of love?

　　 "Is Adrian really crazy?" Fran looked at the giant screen and squeezed a word from his teeth.

　　 Hill suddenly raised his head and saw Adrian flying to the height of the protective shield, placing a hand on the place where the Octopus demigod's claws hit.

　　 He seems to be learning from the player, and wants to take a photo of high fives with the eight-claw demigod.

　　 Hill looked at Adrian who was laughing wildly on the screen, turning his head silently, ignoring Lan Tieqing's face. Although his nature was easy to diverge during the Sorcerer's time, Adrian was also a little bit too much.

　　 Behind him, there are people watching Miller Legend.

　　 "The protective cover, the light is weaker." Fran said solemnly, "Liszt, find the undead to contact Adrian, tell him to hide, stop playing!"

　　 Hill quietly listened to Franke's tone, and watched Liszt appear in an instant: "We have already found someone from Wenjian Tianxia Youth Tour, and they contacted Honey Taoxin."

　　 Adrian on the giant screen has been called down, his face changed drastically, pointing to the honey sweetheart who has been filming, and said, "You, can you also reach Hill Territory?"

Honey Taoxin pulled the stiff Adrian and quickly hid back to where he was just now, and then said slowly: "Sweetheart’s live broadcast room is very famous! If Mr. Hill likes watching live broadcasts, he should watch it. arrive."

　　 "The giant screen in Hill is managed by the deputy mayor of the undead." Adrian said slowly.

　　 "That's definitely okay." Honey Sugar said confidently, "I'm very popular!"

　　 Adrian looked at the still filming, and pointed up blankly: "It's not that the protective cover is going to be unable to hold it. Take it there!"

　　 Then he retracted into the corner and said nothing.

　　 Hill heard a sneer from Flange sharply.

　　 After a few more minutes, without Flange, Hill could see that the light from the protective cover began to weaken.

　　 The Octopus Demigod seemed to feel it too. Its original mechanical smashing action suddenly rose again.

Just when the protective shield began to tremble and seemed to be about to break, the legendary Miller cleared his throat: "Ah, I almost fell asleep. Hensley, put on the kind of spar given by His Majesty the King, me, this is too bad. Disabled."

　　 The voice just fell, shining brightly, and the color of the protective cover changed from transparent silver to transparent gold.

　　 The tentacles of the eight-clawed demigod stood high in the air for a long time.

　　 He was unwilling to give up at last, all four claws came out, and he played a crazy rhapsody.

　　 However, compared to the original one that might still shake, this almost motionless protective shield seemed to hurt his paw.

　　 The eight-claw demigod who silently put down his claws, suddenly jumped up, and the eight tentacles held the protective shield and began to shake wildly.

　　 The undead who squatted on the deck and played, almost all turned into ground gourds.

　　 After seeing Adrian floating slightly in the air, the wizard flew with him.

　　Unfortunately, the result of their low flying is that the companion of the knight swordsman who was embarrassed, hugged the waist and fell together.

　　 The undead’s screams and curses sounded everywhere, and the faith of sharing happiness and sorrow made no one stand in the air except Adrian and the knight puppet holding a shield to protect him.

　　 Hill looked at the violently shaking lens, and stood on the upper level of the small space in a blink of an eye. Adrian was stunned, slightly relieved.

　　 "Behind Uncle Adrian is a legendary puppet, right?" Hill asked knowingly, "then there is nothing to be careful."

　　Franch gave Hill a slanted look: "You don't need to speak for him. When he comes back this time, he should go back to the Magic Tower and practice hard."

It’s just a confinement. Hill put aside his snack for a while. Anyway, when Adrian comes back, there are so many resources at his disposal. He must study new medicines. It doesn’t make a difference. At most, it will take longer. Adrian asked for it. .

　　 Hill watched the screen shake for 2 hours before finally stopping slowly.

　　Although the undead lay desolately on the ground and wailed, the wizards were all cursing their companions loudly. They were wicked and smoked. Sooner or later they checked the list.

　　 But the Octopus demigod as the perpetrator seems to be even more sad. He pushed the ship hard and sank to the bottom of the sea.

　　 The tenacious photographer, even if he can't get up, still holds high in the lens, the waterline that leaves quickly seems to be the tears left by the Octopus demigod.

　　 "Miller, you are not the one who can do this kind of thing!" Fran muttered softly after watching quietly for a long time.

　　 Seeing Hill's curious eyes, he said, "His student, Hensley, was really brought out by him, a full-fledged portrait."

　　 So this kind of operation of running half-heartedly is more like William, right?

　　 Hill understood what Fran said.

　　 "There are many undead people." Hill said slowly, "and there are many time and space warlocks there.

　　 It is possible whether it is commanded through the tablet or directly through the gate of time and space. "

　　Franch shook his head: "It looks like you don't need to pay attention anymore. It's fine when Adrian comes back. Unless that person is really shameless, he will do it himself."

　　 "It would be great if that one really took the shot." Hill thought it would be best. "There are so many time and space warlocks here, and they can open the door at any time to let the King with the artifact pass by."

　　 "So not." Fran smiled contemptuously. "He still intends to regain his faith! How could he risk such a big risk."

　　 Although the demigod has gone away, the screen is still very lively.

　　 The undead have been grouped together.

　　 seems to have limited offensive skills, they all hit directly with their fists.

　　 "Why are they so honest?" The players who had been squatting down and watching the screen without talking, finally became lively.

　　 Hill really felt that the people in Xueyunfeng were more winking. During the time when Adrian was in danger, everything was silent.

　　 But seeing that the situation has passed, I became active.

　　 "Honestly P." Hill looked down at the black rose Yuluofanchen and cursed, "They are planning to use meteor fire rain!"

　　 "Huh? Why is it useless?" Someone said in a very regretful tone.

　　 "As soon as I planned to use it, I was warned." Yu Luo Fanchen touched the tablet in his hand and said, "Who dares to put skills on a non-hostile target on the boat, be struck by thunder directly, and be sent back to the city for free."

　　 "Ah, it was so easy to draw lots, so I can't do it when I just come back."

　　 "There is a barrier, but I can't choose the Octopus." Someone sighed and said, "They tried several times, but they said they couldn't choose the target. What a pity, I thought they could kill the demigod!"

　　 Hill looked at Fran and couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and walked out silently.

　　 "Mr. Cat asked, can I change to another live broadcast?" Liszt appeared instantly.

　　 Hill waved his hand: "Let him be free! It's best to let the undead scatter. Their kind of discussion, the heart of the grandfather is not good."

　　 The door behind Hill suddenly opened, and a spar hit him on the head.

　　 "Grandfather, I'm going back first!" Hill, holding his head, was about to slip away quickly.

　　 "Sir, Mr. Xue Yunfeng asked if I should pay more attention to which two camps."

　　 "Yes." Hill nodded, "Tell them that according to the detection mission, every new message can be handed in."

　　 "Earl Perast, do you need to notify?" Liszt asked silently.

　　 "There is no life-threatening, why do I care about them?" Hill shook his head and vetoed, "It's so stupid, then I can't help it."

　　 For Earl Perast, Hill will always have only one strategy: nothing big except life and death.

　　 He glanced at the worried Liszt, and said suddenly: "Are you worried that they would use the earl to threaten me?"

"You should know that after becoming a warlock, I awakened my blood, and my blood relationship with Earl Perast is almost gone." Hill smiled faintly, "Draining the blood of the Earl can not curse me. ."

　　 As for threats to Hill by the Earl, Adrian had already preached that Hill had paid off the Earl’s life.

　　The thing that Hill is most satisfied with in this world is that there is no such thing as an all-powerful parent.

　　 Although the grace of parents’ life is important, as long as it is paid off, it depends on whether there is feeling between the two parties.

　　 If you really want to threaten Hill, Adrian is more appropriate.

　　 But if you could deal with Adrian, you would have taken Hill directly.

　　 Besides, I really have to try my best to catch Adrian. Generally speaking, it is also used to threaten Flange a lot, right?

　　 Hill lowered his head to think about it ~www.wuxiamtl.com~Of the three people, he is still the most likely to be the hostage.

　　 Hill stood on the promenade of the Lord's Mansion, and heard the undead outside in twos and threes through the window, and was also discussing the female wizards who had gone to the two camps.

　　 The girls of the undead family, it seems that they have not given up on killing these people.

　　They have been asking Xueyunfeng several people whether they will fall easily if they see too many demon items.

　　 Xueyunfeng was in a panic, and the girls flew down several times.

Finally, I can only say reluctantly: "Either you take turns to pick up Hill's exploration mission? The level has indeed risen a bit during the few days they stayed, and there must be a problem. Go guard, once the name turns red, you can do it. Just kill it!"

　　 The girls yelled happily, rushed to the old cat's office, and took the task.

Hill heard the roar of the old cat from inside the church: "Old Xuedog, you bastard! Didn't you say that you should arrange for someone to pick it up? If I only promised to help you, why bother from Liszt? Take it over!"

　　 Xue Yunfeng slowly adjusted his robe, looked at the players who were squinting at him, Shi Shiran said, "Now and then, now! It's all in this situation, you must die!"

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