Warlock War

Seeing that the Elf King was going to give himself a beautiful Elf clan on the shelf, Wang Xu was stunned for a while, and didn't understand the Elf King's intentions.

Wang Xu’s main doubt is whether the elf king gave the beauty to him because he was happy, or that the beauty was a spy, and the elf king put his spy in the way of giving his beauties. By my side.

In either case, accepting this beauty is a troublesome thing, so after a wry smile, Wang Xu tactfully refused: "I'm sorry, father, there are already many women around me, and there are many contradictions. , Until now, I have been resolving endless contradictions. I really can’t find more women. Otherwise, I’ll be fried..."

"Ha, ha..." After listening to Wang Xu's explanation, the elf Wang Yangtian laughed a few times. After laughing, he waved to Wang Xu, "I won't force you anymore. I understand your plight. When you were your age, it was also very confused."

"Then I will leave first..." Wang Xu bowed to the Elf King expressionlessly, and then turned and left under the guidance of Shadow.

When Wang Xu turned around, the expression of the Elf King instantly changed. His face was no longer the extravagant look, and replaced with a slightly angry look. Obviously, Wang Xu’s guess was correct, the Elf King He was planning to plant his own spy next to Wang Xu.

When Shadow sent Wang Xu out and returned to the Elf King, the Elf King said with a gloomy expression: "Merio still doesn't trust me..."

After hearing this sigh of the Elf King, neither the Shadow nor the six beautiful spy agents answered his words, because, except for the Elf King, everyone on the scene knew that the reason for this situation was not The Elf King asked him to exile all his heirs back then. Now, he wants his heirs to trust him again. That is just a dream.

At the same time, Wang Xu, who had left the private room of the Elf King, immediately released his psychic paper crane and began to explore where the entrance to the third floor of the underground palace was.

Although the second floor of this underground palace is made of obsidian, obsidian can obviously weaken and absorb the power of magic and vindictiveness, but Wang Xu uses Taoism, and Wang Xu also discovered that although obsidian can also weaken the power of Taoism , But the degree of restriction is much weaker than magic and grudge.

After releasing all his thumb-big, black psychic paper cranes, Wang Xu pressed a button-shaped button at the door of his private room. Then, the round stone door opened from both sides, and then Wang Xu stepped away. Stepped in and walked in.

After entering the gate, the stone door behind Wang Xu was automatically closed. At this time, Wang Xu realized that his private room was not as luxurious as the Elf King, and the decoration style was similar to that of the Elf King. It's not much difference.

The front door is facing a screen wall engraved with a soundproof barrier, and around the screen wall, there is a crystal screen embossed to explore the barrier, but it is more expensive than the purple screen of the Elf King. , The screen in Wang Xu's private room is pink. This color seems to be more pretentious.

When he arrived at the main room of the private room, Wang Xu saw that it was actually the same as the Elf King’s room. There was not even a chair, only a big bed, but the big bed here was thickly covered. The square wooden bed of the mattress is not the round canopy bed with curtains of the Elf King.

At this time, Nilu, Zana, Afra, Graya, Gilly, and Angela were sitting side by side on the edge of the bed and chatting quietly.

Glancing at the side of the bed that was already full, Wang Xu hesitated. He wanted to learn from the Elf King and just lay on the bed. Anyway, these women are not outsiders, but after thinking about it, he still has to use it. After exploring the entrance to the third floor of the underground palace with a sober mind, Wang Xu gave up this plan.

After moving out of his red sandalwood armchair and sitting opposite the women, Wang Xu smiled bitterly and joked, "Is there no place for me to sit?"

"Sit on my lap..." Nilu glanced at Wang Xu before replying to Wang Xu.

"Then I can't watch the game properly..." After a wry smile, Wang Xu stood up and moved the Grand Master's chair next to Nilu, looking at the French window in front of him, waiting for the start of the gladiatorial competition.

Wang Xu understood that the seemingly transparent floor-to-ceiling window in front of him was an alchemy object. From the inside of the house, everything was clearly visible, but from the inside of the house, nothing was visible. It was a wonderful thing. Peeping artifact.

In fact, before Wang Xu came, several gladiatorial games had been completed here. On the rune cages outside the arena, a piece of blood hadn’t been dried yet. At this moment, many maids were cleaning up the blood in the field. It.

However, Wang Xu is not worried that he will not see a wonderful game, because the more important the game, the more it will be held later. At this time, it is estimated that the most important game will begin.

"Would you like to place a bet? I see a place to place a bet outside?" Angela, the princess of the cat race, turned to look at Wang Xu and reminded him.

"Um..." After hesitating for a while, Wang Xu shook his head and replied, "Forget it, I have too much money. What if I win and they can't afford to pay me?"

"Cut..." Angela glared at Wang Xu, then curled her lips in disdain.

"Have you found the entrance to the third floor of the underground palace?" Zana asked Wang Xu calmly.

"I'm looking for..." Wang Xu nodded in response.

"Aren't you sitting here, who is looking outside?" Er Dengzi Graya asked Wang Xu a very ignorant question~www.novelmtl.com~You have been with me for a few days, what kind of professional clothing is this on me? Yeah, you didn't know that I was an alchemist, and the alchemist had to go by himself if he was looking for something? "Wang Xu looked at Graya helplessly, not knowing how to describe her.

"Oh..." After listening to the series of questions that Wang Xu asked rhetorically, Graya nodded clearly.

Just as Wang Xu was about to resuscitate Graya, he suddenly saw that the audience around the arena was boiling.

I saw that amidst the hoarse arms raised by countless elves and nobles, a snowfield half-orc warrior, who was full of muscles like a heavy tank, was pressed into the arena.

Wang Xu found that the height of this snowfield half-orc was at least five meters away, and he was taller than the snowfield half-orc swordsman he had seen. Moreover, it was exposed on the hill-like muscles. There are deep scars crisscrossed, and those scars, like a book of merit, record its terrifying battle experience.

Immediately afterwards, another person was pressed into the rune cage. After seeing the opponent who was about to fight with the tower-like snowfield half-orcs, not only Wang Xu, but even the six daughters of Nilu were all dumbfounded. I was stunned... (To be continued.)