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When Mourinho and Liu Zhenzhen returned to the main stand, .

In addition to the lack of worship, what kind of emotions are mixed with these many eyes, taking turns to sweep Liu Zhenzhen's body.

The moon elf priestess hurriedly came up to help the swan priest treat the wounds, and her attitude was so intimate that Liu Zhenzhen on the side pouted wildly, but there were still bigger opinions than him, and Cui Beiqian, the beautiful snake mentor, was directly full of undisguised jealousy, and her delicate two red lips were like a devil turret.

"Don't stare at me one by one, what can you say directly, straight is our Beamon's character." Liu Zhenzhen felt the strangeness in these gazes, and glanced at these unfamiliar faces one by one, his gaze was even more aggressive.

"Your Majesty, I think it's my duty to ask...... You...... Is it a Pig? Wolf Big Quentin and Old Redknapp were the first to fire, and couldn't help but question Liu shocked.

"Nonsense." Liu Zhenzhen burst out these two firecracker-like words with his teeth, and threw them at the wolf clan patriarch.

"Your Majesty Richard, Your Excellency Grand Quentin didn't have any malice in asking this, it was just to verify it." The red-clothed high priest Blat, who dragged his thorny tail on the ground, swept it and spoke unhurriedly: "For your past, the official archives of the temple are almost blank, and the resume seems to be very secretive about your origins, which can be ignored before, but what you just said, you are Aston Villa......"

"Haha......" The swan priest who was being treated on the side laughed meaningfully.

"Master José doesn't have to be funny, I know it's impossible." Elder Wolf Redknapp himself also smiled: "But it's time for Your Majesty to reveal your true identity, in fact, we have always had doubts about your nose in private, and it is rare to be able to grow your nose like this, it stands to reason that if you are a Pig, as long as you can easily see from the physiological characteristics of your nose, your current appearance is a little different from that of the Pigs." ”

"This question has actually been lingering in my heart for a long time." His Majesty the King also nodded: "Although the Bimon tribes are similar in appearance, they all have ethnic characteristics. Even the Munks, that is, humans, have a tail vertebrae on their buttocks that have degenerated from their tails. ”

"I don't understand why Munch has degraded one of his tails so well." Master Mourinho laughed as he received the treatment.

This sentence provoked a burst of hearty laughter that was knowing and proud.

"Our Tiger Tiger's whip tail is like a weapon made of steel, and it's a shame not to have a tail." A Tygo general with a corps commander insignia smiled the most.

"I didn't pay much attention to it before, but now that I think about it a little, Richard's nose has indeed caused me a lot of confusion, and the racial characteristics are too bleak." Pope Ni frowned: "I think it's time for Richard to explain." ”

"Richard had a nose injury before, I don't know why. His nose started a few months ago, and it slowly showed signs of astringency, getting stronger and stronger! Helen stood up unyieldingly: "I can guarantee with my personality that Richard definitely belongs to us Beamon!" The fact that he can become a priest, that he can become the spokesperson of such a solemn and sacred miracle as the Divine Comedy Shaman, has proven everything! The Great Shaman of Vi'an, Lord Zidan, and my mentor, Cui Beixi, can attest to this. He was one of the first temple leaders to know Richard! ”

"Don't be nervous, my little girl." His Majesty said solemnly, Helen, "We absolutely do not think that Richard is the descendant of a dragon, such an idea is simply ridiculous to the extreme, and there is absolutely no doubt that the Divine Comedy Shaman is the most devout Beamon sacrifice, we are just curious to know which race Beamon is from under Richard's crown." ”

"This ......" Liu Zhenzhen flattened his mouth, and his eyes rolled violently: "Your Majesty, everyone must have been talking about it for a long time just now, what do you think?" ”

"There is no doubt that you are a Beamon." His Majesty's tone was firm and forceful.

"But don't be a Munk Beamon." Wolfe, big Quentin, Redknapp Sr. smiled coldly. A very cruel addition.

"You're thinking too much, my elder." Liu Zhenzhen pursed the corners of his mouth with a little disdain, looked at the werewolf elder, pointed to his nose and said word by word: "My nose was seriously injured before, but after that. By chance, I became a foreign elf, and perhaps for this reason, I would have changed a little bit in the characteristics of the table, but this change was completely reasonable. ”

"You mean, you have a pair of sharp elven ears?" Old Redknapp asked quietly.

"Maybe, maybe not, maybe one day I'll be very thin." Liu Zhenzhen smiled slightly, and in an unusually pious tone, he gently recited a small poem:

"Even if the appearance has changed~

But my heart is still Beamon's heart~

The ancestors have already taken everything from me~

Branded with the Beamon Seal ~

The blood that flows in my heart~

Surging with the sound of the holy mountain~

Even if you are born in another country, you can't change it~

My Beamon Heart~"

The power of this poem is comparable to that of a holy order magic, and all these Beamon were shocked on the spot, and the seemingly rough Divine Comedy shaman was able to recite a small poem with sincere feelings without thinking, which was indeed beyond everyone's imagination, because most people had seen this Divine Comedy shaman with bare arms, showing the thick chest hair in the style of an executioner, and causing trouble everywhere, connecting the negative words of robbing the house with his image, no one would have any objections, but suddenly let such a big old man burst out of a sour poem, It's too sensational.

The style of this poem is not at all like that it was replaced by a gunman, because there is no excessive praise in the fibula, and only deep and simple feelings are used as the keynote, but it can deeply move people, and this new narrative technique cannot be imitated even by hippopotamus poets.

"If this poem is composed into a musical score, it must be as touching as the two returning Zerg Beamon's "Song of Ions"." After a long time, His Majesty the King said leisurely.

Liu Zhenzhen smirked in his stomach, and he seemed to be really a bit of a foolish talent. Originally, he wanted to use "I compare the party to my mother" to adapt it, but when he came, he still felt that it was too numb, too much, Zhang Mingmin's song has touched entire generations, and it is really a good choice to use it for sensationalism.

"Your Majesty, I would like to ask you, what did you and the two dragon couples finally discuss? Why did the two of them leave so easily? Wolf Quentin and the elder Redknapp were obviously still targeting Liu, and with a twist of words, he ran back to another question.

"All things are precious! The invasion of the demons is imminent, as compatriots from the same Aegean continent. It doesn't make much sense to fight to the death, and under my inspiration, the two of them burst into tears, realized their mistakes, and decided to change their past mistakes and wash their hearts. Redo the dragon. Liu Zhenzhen's words came out, and nine out of ten knew that he was talking nonsense.

"I think they insulted our Beamon's god of war, you should teach them a lesson, it seems that in the end you accepted the ...... they gave you" The wolf clan big quentin looked at the star black gold earth bracelet wheel on Liu Zhenzhen's wrist, and said in a tricky tone: "...... Your Majesty, although I believe in your character, but this behavior is inevitably suspected of accepting bribes, I think you should choose to hand over to the Noble Supervision Yuan, to prove your discipline and character, this is the unique sentiment of a great nobleman. ”

"Deliver! Of course you have to turn it in! Liu Zhenzhen said solemnly.

The eyes of several aristocratic officials of the Noble Inspectorate lit up. One by one, they stared at Liu's shocking "Twelve Time Ring Wrist Wheels". The fire diamonds and black gold on it made them a little reluctant to look away.

"But...... Recently, let me play first, I can first send an IOU to the Noble Supervision Yuan, and wait for a year and a half, and the Supervision Yuan will send someone to Fei Lengcui to receive the goods. Liu Zhen laughed.

"This kind of thing that does not conform to the ethics of the aristocracy is only something you can do." Old Redknapp's nose was crooked: "Now that everything has been dealt with. So I guess it's time for you to make good on your promise? Since Platini's descendants claim that their "obscene war songs" are not obscene, but have the miraculous effect of aiding in the reproduction of the population, and since the merciful crown believes in the words of a heretic, then please use it as a litmus test for me to see this effect! If Sissi's words are true. Then she must be able to conceive in 10 days! ”

"Is it true that the saints are going to watch together?" Liu Zhen asked treacherously.

The face of the swan priest suddenly changed when he heard this, and his eyes full of anger looked directly at the werewolf elder.

"Your Majesty Richard, do you not understand what I mean or what?" Old Redknapp was obviously prepared, and smiled: "Since Miss Sissi has affirmed that this "Jane Eyre Battle Song" has the outstanding ability of the Green Party to conceive a baby overnight, the sacrificial ceremony has only been a day, in addition to the seed team, there are now a large number of second and third echelons of the participating groups, and then the next two round-robin events, no matter how you look at it, it will take another twelve or three days to finish, you have enough time for Miss Sissi to prove that her words are correct, I believe in your character, There is no need for the saint to be watched, no one needs to be monitored, because after ten days, it is enough to verify whether Miss Sissi is pregnant or not. ”

Hearing this, the swan priest's face shrouded in a layer of frost slowly became softened, and the werewolf elder had an undisguised pride on his face.

"Obis Ratch!" Liu Zhenzhen looked at Qian Qian, who was mixed with the crowd with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and sighed to himself.

"If you can't give a direct proof, Your Majesty Richard, I hope you will not find any more reasons to hinder the ruling heresy of the House of Elders." The Red High Priestess Blatt looked at Lord Pige solemnly.

What can Liu Zhenzhen say, he only nodded.

"Richard, there is something I want to give you, the world is still this world, but you are still yourself after all......" His Majesty the King smiled meaningfully at Liu Zhenzhen, and turned to look at the nobles around him and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, I think we should go back, after all, it's not too early." ”

The nobles immediately bowed to His Majesty the King and stroked their chests to greet His Majesty, and the four bay crocodile warriors accompanied Yi Yi and evacuated the stands in an orderly manner.

"At the end of the ceremony, I hope to hear your joy." Old Redknapp respectfully tilted his head to Liu Zhenzhen and showed a bright smile.

"Elder, greet your nephew, Earl Garnett, for he has severe hemorrhoids during his inspection of my territory, and I hope his illness has improved." The deer's shocked tone was full of sarcasm in his salute to the werewolf elder.

"He will remember how you entertained him, and we Wolf will slowly repay you this great favor in the future." Old Redknapp tried his best to suppress his tone and greeted his chest under the Divine Comedy Shaman's crown.

Liu Zhenzhen politely took off his hat to salute him, and the grievances and hatreds of both sides were handled in the most aristocratic way.

The nobles left the stands, whispering and talking, mixed with bursts of evil laughter, and Liu Zhenzhen and Sissi saluted from time to time.

Pope Ni glanced at Liu Zhenzhen, his lips squirmed slightly, he didn't say anything, turned his head and prepared to leave.

"Walk slowly." Liu Zhenzhen pretended to go up and hold the Pope, but with one foot he stepped heavily on the thorny tail dragged by the red-clothed high priest on the ground, and with a muffled "flutter" sound, the echinoderm gecko tail that was very easy to break under the Pope's neon was pulled back and forth into two sections, jumping around on the ground, like an extremely thirsty loach.

"You ......" The Pope trembled with anger, his fingers trembled slightly, and when he saw Liu Zhenzhen's stupid face, Ni Xia finally waved his robe sleeves and left without a sound.

"It's time for us to dodge, too." Liu Zhenzhen looked smug and waved his hand to the followers behind him.

"Godani, come back to me." Mourinho only used one sentence to make Swan Wuji look at Liu Zhenzhen reluctantly, and obediently returned to his father's side.

"It's good for Godani." Helen grabbed Liu Zhenzhen, who was about to turn his face, and let Lao Liu swallow his anger with a word.

"Obis Ratch!" Liu Zhenzhen could only sprinkle his anger on the gecko's tail on the ground and flew away.

Everything is a disaster, and it is no exception for a moldy ghost like Liu Zhenzhen.

Before the inn bar arrived, I saw a mess at the door from a distance, and everyone's hearts suddenly lifted.