Chapter Thirty-Four: The Wind of Culture Blows in the Wasteland
"Nonsense! I've seen the House Rémy Martin! How can anyone be so strong? Liu Zhenzhen looked up and down at these strong men, he remembered the lava tooth beast that was beaten all over the ground by Guoguo in the temple, isn't the owner of the lava tooth beast, Puyol, the sacrifice adult, from the Centaur clan, when dealing with the dark elves in the Mojing Canyon, didn't there also be centaur archers under Vieri? Compared with these strong men, those lean and lean centaurs are simply potatoes and winter melons put together, if they are all house, this body contrast is too great, right?
"Holy! I don't believe it! Liu Zhenzhen looked at this group of strong men with ill will, and saw that there was a cold air behind the other party.
"My lord! They're hippopotamus people, so it's right to be bigger! "Elder Andulan also came over, and this rush made the tortoiseshell elder, who was already a little clumsy, almost die of exhaustion.
"Hippos are also housekeepers? How many close branches are there in the House family? Liu was shocked.
"The House clan also has zebra people, and the current chief warden of the kingdom is Zebra Man, who is my uncle's boss. The House also has a close branch of the Vicuña, who have been specially appointed by the kingdom to guard the desert oasis in the northwest frontier with the Otristasan ostrich. They are all vassals of the Pierre," Helen whispered.
"I'm also a nobleman, scolding them is scolding, what's wrong? Could it be that their bear lord still dares to come to me to fight alone? Liu Zhenzhen squinted.
"Single-handedly come to me." Goode nodded from the side.
"Find me! Pan Shuai, you have heavy hands, in case you cripple others, it's not good! Corina laughed and waved the ivory knife in his hand.
Avril nodded her head when she heard this, and she smiled for a while.
"Don't make a fool of yourself, Corina! Don't say it's you, even your son Vincent fights with people, and I'm worried about paying for medical bills. Helen curled her eyebrows and reprimanded.
"Oh~Ched Maria~" The leading hippopotamus man patted his forehead, with a helpless expression when he met a soldier.
"Listen to me when I'm done." Helen then said to Lao Liu: "Richard, you also know that our "Beamon Epic" is as precious as the "Sacrificial Code", right? The Epic of Beamon records all the sufferings that Beamon has experienced in more detail than the Codex, but do you know who wrote it? ”
Liu shook his head.
"The Epic of Beamon is also known as the Hippopotamus Epic, now you should know who wrote it, right?" Helen said.
"What they wrote?" Liu Zhenzhen and Avril almost went crazy together, these rough, strong, ugly hippopotamus people like this can still write poetry?
"Ched Maria~ Miss Fox Priest, thank you for your profound knowledge to justify us." The leading hippopotamus poet nodded reservedly and thanked Helen.
"The Hippopotamus is the most famous bard in Beamon! The bard is an "uncrowned nobleman", and is deeply loved by the people, so Richard so you have to restrain the aristocratic style just now, even if it is a king, you have to smile when facing a bard, this is not a show of prestige, but the courtesy that a nobleman should have. Helen's voice grew quieter and quieter.
"Poet?" Liu Zhenzhen shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"My lord, my name is O'Neill! On behalf of the hippopotamus people of Sangan behind me, I would like to express my apologies for our presumptuous: "The leading hippopotamus people try their best to grasp a romantic temperament.
"Wait a minute!" Liu Zhenzhen interrupted the hippo poet O'Neill's words, turned back to Goode and said, "Pan Shuai, go, bring me a broom." ”
"What do you do with a broom?" Goode asked.
"Let me sweep the goosebumps off the ground first." Liu Zhenzhen was made full of prickly heat by the hippo poet's appearance of holding his asshole and selling Sven.
The hippopotamus poets were completely speechless by this uncultivated lord, and rolled their eyes one after another.
"What are you doing here? The territory of the Pyr tribe is in the Southern Cross Forest in the south, why did you come to the northeastern province? Is it to sing? Liu Zhenzhen asked.
"Campas is on top! Your Lord! I won't allow you to insult our elegant hippopotamus bard! I protest! We are not the lowly "castrated male singers" in the human opera house!! O'Neill's mouth was as big as a basin, and his face was as tragic as an execution ground.
The other hippopotamus poets also waved their fists and shouted behind him, but were soon interrupted by the long knives in the hands of the mammoth Hercules and the cold eyes of the Mori to continue the coaxing of the seedlings.
"That's right, Lord Richard." Elder Androlin Tortoiseshell Andulan walked over slowly: "The hippopotamus is the same as the giant elephant of the Orephine clan, because of the physical condition, they must eat some red clay every year, so at this time of year, they will come to the red clay high slope, and they also have a relationship with the old monk. These poets are very romantic and their poems are very flavorful. ”
Several Green Party praying mantis nodded in agreement.
"That's right," Liu Zhenzhen touched his chin.
Elder Andulan hastened to glance at the hippopotamus poet O'Neill.
"Honorable and generous Lord of the Red Clay Slope, the red soil of the Red Clay Slope is inexhaustible, and we hippos will not hinder or lose you in any way if we come to eat a little red soil." In front of this evil-looking lord, O'Neill weighed it twice, and had no choice but to pull the shelf of the people below, nodding and bowing up.
"Which of Pierre's men are you?" Liu Zhen's eyes rolled quickly.
"My lord, it is so, that we hippopotamus poets must return to the water once in a day, or our skin will dry up; The original lord of our tribe was transferred to the Southern Cross Forest, where there is no large river, so he really couldn't bring us with him, and he had no relationship with us. We have been wandering along the banks of the Sangan River, decorating the moorland with our poems, setting off the moor, and praising the moor---- the mother who raised our Beamon. The annual consumption of red clay is our custom, just in the water, I just wanted to praise the beauty of that young lady, without any malice! You know, poets have the urge to chant when they see beautiful things, and I am no exception. Ched Maria~" Hippopotamus O'Neill's eyes rolled around and looked at this lord, and it could be seen that this lord was not the kind of talkative Beamon, he was a little worried about what to do if this lord was unreasonable, and he blamed himself for being troublesome just now, and what did he do with a grin at that girl.
"Then you live in the Sanggan River, and you should be a member of the water tribe. Why didn't the kingdom recruit you into the army? There are only two sailors in the kingdom, one is the model clan turtle people, and the other is the Zuodanu frog people, your body is far stronger than them, even among the sea clan warriors, there are few such strong. Liu Zhenzhen smiled.
"Have you forgotten, sir? We hippos are members of the House tribe, and like the Boer snail people, we are only counted among our own tribe. The House does not produce warriors, all the adult men of the Centaur tribe are the best archers and hunters in the kingdom, and we hippos are unlucky, because we are too strong, and any bow will break when we pull it, so we are excluded from the archer selection by the clan. It's a pity, so I actually dreamed of becoming a "magic arrow Zheqin" when I was a child. O'Neill smashed his mouth and sighed.
"Divine Arrow Zheqin" is the title of the most outstanding archer in the Beamon army, and is synonymous with warriors, along with "Troll Hunter". Liu Zhenzhen wanted to laugh when he thought of the river horse bow and the appearance of a fat sway.
"Look, my lord," O'Neill muttered.
"Are they all your people?" Liu Zhenzhen asked, pointing behind him.
"There are still some old and weak women and children hurrying in the river, and they haven't arrived yet, our group has a small population, only about 300 people, and only a little red soil is enough." O'Neill felt more and more that this lord's gaze was a little weird, and he quickly nodded again.
After all, red clay is here, and it's really not good if you don't accept softness.
"Ched Maria ~ Beamon was under the low eaves and had to keep her head down." O'Neill improvised a short poem to express his current mood.
"I've raised three hundred people, so don't wander in the minstrel in the future, just make this your home. The Red Clay Plateau has been specially named Feileng Emerald City by the kingdom, south of the Sanggan River, and is all owned by the master Richard. Shock. Liu, I'll give you two choices, either you quit the habit of eating red clay, or you mix with me. Liu Zhen pinched O'Neill's stomach: "It's time for you to lose weight." ”
"Ched Maria ~ You are forced! Your Lord! O'Neill rolled his eyes.
"That's right! It's forced! Liu Zhenzhen laughed and stabbed O'Neill with the "Phalanx" in his hand.
Looking at the Beamon militiamen with their noses and eyes, and at their rocky muscles, O'Neill felt that there was no hope.
"If you don't agree again, I'll regret it, and give me all where to go back." Liu Zhenzhen was impatient.
The hippos all glared at him, and such an arrogant compulsion was definitely an insult to the pride of these poets.
"My mentor is the only war beast in the kingdom to sacrifice Helen, if you have any grievances and want to go to the Noble Inspectorate to complain, just report her name!" Liu Zhenzhen pulled Helen over and pointed to the eye-catching silver Medusa badge on the little fox's chest.
The hippopotamus poets were dumbfounded.
The silver Medusa badge is only available to the Wurm Sacrifice! As for the gold Medusa emblem, only the Fire Phoenix Sacrifice Lord Mourinho has it in the whole kingdom.
"Ched Maria~~ This beautiful priest turned out to be the legendary Miss Helen! I'm so happy! Ever since we heard that you have caused a sensation in Witherspoon, we hippopotamus poets have wanted to sing the praises of your beauty and might! O'Neill got down on one knee and looked at Helen affectionately with his hands outstretched.
Guoguo held his stomach and pointed to the thick stack of fat folds on the hippo poet's belly and rolled on the ground with a smile.
Lao Liu immediately gave Helen a look.
Helen couldn't help it, coughed dryly twice, and said stubbornly: "Dear poet O'Neill, I'm still short of followers, if you don't mind"
"Yes, yes. Ched Maria, it is an honor for the hippopotamus to follow Lord Helen! O'Neill immediately agreed, and glanced at Lao Liu demonstratively.
"I haven't separated from Mentor Helen, following her is following me, you have died of this heart." Liu Zhenzhen hugged his arms and laughed with the militiamen.
The hippos grinned and looked at Helen stupidly.
Helen nodded.
O'Neill had only one thought left------- get on the thief ship.
"We hippos are born bards, I hope you don't deprive us of this hobby!" O'Neill hurriedly said, and it was clear that this lord had basically no interest in art.
"As long as you can help me fight robbers and bandits, it's none of my business if you are a dancing god!" Liu Zhenzhen smiled, pointed to Avril behind him and said, "This is the boss lady." ”
"Beautiful hostess, I am honored to be a part of the Emerald." O'Neill smiled innocently, grinning to the base of his ear.
Avril pouted.
Needless to say, there is another bunch of pot-bellied Arhats. Avril muttered softly.
"This is the young master and the young lady." Liu Zhenzhen pointed to the fruit and the little piglet on the ground and said.
"Young Master" O'Neill lowered his head, froze, and almost didn't burst out laughing, and his heart was full of pleasure of revenge, haha, let you use red clay to blackmail us, Ched Maria~~ Hehe, your child is a beast pro-hippopotamus Looking at Avril's beautiful face, his eyes suddenly became ambiguous, and a few whispered ears were pointing and talking about something.
All of them are pity and tyrannical things.
Avril was blushing at the sight of their indiscriminate gaze, and just as she wanted to open her mouth to defend herself, Katyusha's little eyes rolled around for a while, and she swayed her little ass to Avril's feet, rubbing the corners of Avril's skirt affectionately, and humming sweetly in her mouth.
Avril let out a long sigh and bent down to pick up the little piglet, knowing that she would not even want to wash it away even if she jumped into the Sangan River.
Katyusha, "Haw, haw, haw" kissed her and drooled.
"Let me go back and beat you!" Avril kissed the little thing too.
"Richard, you bastard! Won't you be a corporal? Helen whispered softly in Liu Zhenzhen's ear.
"I'm Corporal Lixian's fart!" Liu Zhenzhen said.
(To be continued)