As soon as Leah finished speaking, a short man in the middle opposite stood up, walked quickly to Cullond, whispered something, nodded to Wilkin, who was seated, and turned out of the tent. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the man went out, Wilkin didn't say much, but motioned for everyone to continue, and after three or five minutes, the tent was opened again, and the little man who had gone out walked in with a tall and lanky human carrying him.

The little man threw the man directly to the ground, it was a man covered in darkness, Mohican's hairstyle was already a little curly, Leah and Ellen looked at the person lying on the ground, looked at each other and said in unison with embarrassment, "It's him?" ”

The two did not deliberately lower their voices, and many people looked at this side when they heard the surprise of the two, and Wilkin also looked at the two as if asking, and Leah had no choice but to say that she had met this strange thief a few days ago and was corona by herself.

When they heard the reason for the man's darkening body, the crowd was dumbfounded, and the little man among the weepers, who had taken the man forward, went to his table, took his full glass, walked up to the Mohican thief, grabbed the man's head, and went up with a glass of fruit wine.

The Mohican thieves were obviously knocked unconscious by someone without knowing it, and a glass of wine spilled on his face instantly sobered up, and before he could open his eyes, he wanted to flash backwards with his feet kicking the ground, but he didn't know that his hair had been grabbed, and his scalp was numb with a sudden force.

The little man looked at the Moxican thief playfully, lowered his voice and said gloomily, "Boy, you can't run, why did you follow us, explain." ”

When the thief saw that the other man had a dagger on his neck, and knew that there was no hope of escape, he sat down on the ground, closed his eyes, and said no more, because he wanted to remain silent like this.

The little man found that this person was very uncooperative, and he was not angry, but he just took all kinds of bottles and cans out of his bag one by one, and the bottles were full of colorful potions, which were not kind things at first glance. The little man holding all kinds of vials also deliberately made a sound of bottles colliding, and the Moxican thieves couldn't help but peek at it, and the colorful potions and the grim and playful smile on the little man's face instantly broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

"Don't say it, don't tell us so quickly, otherwise it will be a waste if I take out so many potions." As he spoke, the little man seemed to pick out a bottle of red potion and shook it in front of the Moxican thief, "Let's start with this bottle first......

Some of the people around looked at the little man who was torturing with interest, and some continued to eat, drink and chat indifferently, but Ellen next to Leah looked at the thief kneeling on the ground with some pity, and gently pulled the corner of Laria's clothes with her little hand.

Originally, Ellen, who was cultivated by the old Bayant to the priest of the healing department, believed in the 'Sun God Pero' since he was a child, and as a good deity, his followers must have mercy, and it is very contrary to his faith if he does not stop this vicious torture immediately.

Ellen knew that with the strength of himself and Lia's sister, there was no way to stop this torture, so she had to pull the corner of Leah's clothes to ask for help, Liya knew Ellen's situation, touched Ellen's little head dotingly, pulled him to stand up, and said to Wilkin: "Mr. Wilkin, my brother is a medical priest, if you don't mind, we'll leave the table first." ”

Wilkin nodded at Leah with an understanding expression and said goodbye.

When the Mohican thieves heard this somewhat familiar voice, they looked back sharply, and when they saw Liya, they suddenly remembered who the person in front of them was, and said to Liya in a cold tone, "Little girl, I didn't expect you to be here, hehe, it's good luck, tremble, it won't be long before the vines of death will wrap around your white neck, and I will definitely let you cry in pain under me when the time comes." ”

Leah looked at the resentful eyes, shrugged her shoulders helplessly, and pulled Eren out of the tent.

Angelina moved her lips to Kulonte and said something as if she were a voice, but Kulonte just nodded slightly, and Angelina did not beckon everyone to chase Lia out of the tent.

Alger saw that Leah and Ellen were leaving, and wanted to catch up and continue chatting with the two friends he had just met, but just about to get up, Alfred pulled him back to his seat and whispered a few words, Alger reluctantly shrugged his shoulders as if compromising with his brother, and watched the upcoming torture show with more interest.

Seeing that the Moxican thief still had the spirit to smile evilly at the little man who was intimidated by Leah, he was not angry, but he raised the dagger and gently slashed at the other party's thigh, and a shallow wound instantly oozed blood, and then said to himself, "Burning potion, I hope you like it." As he spoke, he opened the vial containing the red potion, and a drop of the potion fell onto the thief's wound.

A scream resounded throughout the tent, and the moment the potion dripped down, the thief fell to the ground with his thighs in pain and wailed, and the little man looked at the wailing thief with a look of great pleasure.

In the blink of an eye, a handful of red flames emerged from the wound on the thief's leg, and the smell of burnt meat spread through the air.

"Oh, if you go on like this, your whole leg will be ruined, let me help you heal it," said the little man, who picked up a bottle of green potion from the ground, "Hmm...... Just use this bottle of malignant healing potion. ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward and pressed down the thief, who was rolling on the ground, and poured half of the potion on the wound where the flames were emitting.

I saw that the originally roasted black skin at the wound slowly regained its white tenderness, and the broken wound also instantly grew granulations that entangled and healed with each other, but before it was over, I saw that the new tender granulations slowly drilled out from the wound that had just healed, and the blood vessels of the whole leg suddenly seemed to burst open and swelled to the extreme, and the flesh buds wriggled and grew out one by one, as if a fat maggot was crawling on the thief's legs, and slowly the thief's entire leg grew wriggling granulations and grew intertwined with each other.

The itchy thief couldn't stop scratching his thighs with both hands, desperately scratching the sprouts that were still growing, and the nails were scratched and fell to the ground, still wriggling wildly, as if they were really live maggots.

The bloody thighs instantly healed again and grew more flesh buds, and everyone at the banquet frowned when they saw this disgusting scene, and Alger, who was still eating barbecue, directly spit out the pieces of meat in his mouth, and then a long series of unbearable foul words burst out.

When the little man heard Alger's curse, he smiled and saluted Alger very gentlemanly, "Thank you for the compliment." ”

Alger didn't say anything when he saw the other party's performance and shouted perverted, but then Colonte, who was sitting next to him, said in a deep voice, "Enough, Mosares, don't go too far, eat." ”