Warlock War

"He..." After hearing Wang Xu's question about Zai's whereabouts, the succubus sister Shana replied with a smile: "He and the little girl of the goblin tribe, Abigail, and the self-proclaimed dwarf tribe The princess’s little girl, Alva, went out to play..."

Listening to Shana's answer to her own question, Wang Xu couldn't help but whispered to her in a ridiculous tone: "There is an ambiguity between the three of them..."

Before Wang Xu could finish the question, Shana nodded her head lightly and replied with a charming smile: "You guessed it, there is more than an ambiguity between them. The two little girls have already liked Zao. It’s gone, and Zai seems to fall in love with the two of them. The three of them hang out together, play outside all day, and only come back once every ten or twenty days. They just left three days ago!"

"So amazing..." After hearing Shana's answer, Wang Xu couldn't help but think of the little goblin girl Abigail and the dwarf princess Alva, who were only half the height of an ordinary woman. Thinking of this, Wang Xu couldn't help but complain. Iraq: This neurosis turned out to be a lo*ic*n, even the little girl would not let it go. It was shameless and abnormal.

To be honest, Zai is really wrong. He is not a lo*ic*n. Although it seems that Abigail from the goblin tribe and Alva, the dwarf princess, look like little girls, they are both over six. A ten-year-old adult, because the goblin tribe and the dwarf tribe have a longer life span and grow slowly, so they look quite young, but they can never be said to be loli.

"Also..." After listening to Shana's account of her brother's trail, Zana sighed in relief: "I can rest assured that he has a destination!"

Once again, Wang Xu, who walked towards the city center, smiled and teased Zai after hearing Zana’s emotions: "He is not just getting a home. Don’t forget, Alva is a dwarf. The princess of the clan, if Zai marries Alva, he will be fierce. When he has the great backer of the dwarf clan behind him, who is he afraid of!"

"Huh..." After listening to Wang Xu's ridicule, Zana snorted with a disdainful face: "If the dwarves depend on it, the female dwarf named Alva won't be hunted down..."

"Hey... there is no way. After all, this is a troubled time. Almost all races are in civil strife. When the dwarven civil strife subsides, she will be safe. After all, Alva has no right to go. Fighting for the throne of the dwarf king, killing her is of no use, thinking that the dwarf is a real patriarchal world, power struggles, almost nothing to do with women..." Wang Xu casually took Zana.

"Huh, a bunch of stupid dwarves!" Before Zana could speak, Nilu, who had always been dissatisfied with the dwarves, sarcastically said: "The men there, don’t even think about who gave birth to them. Women, can there be them?"

"The truth is right, but," Wang Xu couldn't help shaking his head after listening to Nilu's angry words: "The reality is unreasonable..."

Since Hill City is a city with too small a site, the large flower bed in the city center is more than a hundred meters away from the city’s northernmost city lord’s mansion. Therefore, before Wang Xu had finished speaking, They came to the front of the big flower bed.

Raising his hand to signal everyone who was with him to step back, Wang Xu planned to try to see if he could let the tree of life seed in his hand take root.

Out of prudent consideration, Wang Xu once again raised his hand to show that everyone around him continued to retreat. It was not until they retreated ten meters away that Wang Xu nodded slightly, implying that they did not need to retreat.

As a result, everyone stopped their retreat and looked up at Wang Xu standing in the center of the flowerbed.

I don't know what the city lord is doing, Yaheng Baker, silently leaning behind Afra, asked Afra in a low voice: "Holy Afra, what is your Royal Highness Mario doing?"

"Did you know that the city of elements was broken by the snowfield half-orcs?" Without directly answering Yaheng Baker's question, Afrah slowly turned to look at him, and asked him back.

"What!" After listening to Afrah's words, Yaheng Baker, who was full of blessings in the hill city and turned a blind eye to things outside the window, was stunned. After a few seconds, Yaheng was stunned. · Baker asked Aphra with a solemn expression: "The imperial city was breached?"

"Yes, even the tree of life was burned by the snowfield half-orcs. You don't even know this, do you?" Afrah looked up and down Yaheng Baker, who was almost heartless, and asked again. He said.

"Ah... No wonder I suddenly felt my heart palpitations a few days ago, I thought it was something, so..." Yaheng Baker looked at Afrah nervously, and after hesitating for a long time, his expression slightly changed. Nervously asked Afra: "Your Majesty the King..."

After all, Yaheng Baker has been with the Elf King for twenty years. Although he was eventually cleansed by the Elf King, he is not as unsympathetic as the Elf King. He still cares about the one who promoted himself from the bottom of the officialdom. The old master's.

"Hey..." After listening to Yaheng Baker's question, Afrah sighed with a tangled expression.

"What's the matter, is it... Your Majesty, he..." Yaheng Baker, who was surprised by Afra's expression, opened his eyes and his body was trembling a little, and his words were uncomfortable.

"What are you mumbling about? Your Majesty is fine. If he could die in that war, it would be nice. In that case, our elves have a future..." Afra, who hates the Elf King, is most dissatisfied. The thing is that the Elf King did not die in that extremely humiliating war. If he died then, maybe Afrah would look at him high, but...

"Oh..." Finally ~www.novelmtl.com~ Yaheng Baker breathed a sigh of relief, and the shaking of his legs became lighter, and his body stood firm.

Druid wise Yadunis was also secretly listening to the conversation between Afra and Yaheng Baker. His attitude was completely opposite to that of Yaheng Baker. Like Afra, he also hated the Elf King. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have rebelled with Towns Wharton in the past.

When Adonis heard from Afrau that the Elf King had escaped, he clenched his right fist unhappily. The toenail of his right hand was embedded in the flesh of his palm. Even though the palm of his hand was so painful, Adonis didn't show it at all, and no one even knew that he was eavesdropping on the two people next door. He deserves to be a wise man, and his calm and prudent behavior is no longer comparable to ordinary people.

"Didn't you ask me what Mario is doing?" After squinting at Yaheng Baker, whose face had just recovered his blood, Afrah pointed to Wang Xu and said softly to him: "Look at what his palm is supporting what……"

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