Although the boss of Fei Lengcui is a rough embryo, the proprietress Ning Yu is very good at winning people's hearts.

In order to welcome the arrival of the hippopotamus poet, the Fei Lengcui was very lively that night, and under the alder banana tree in front of the high slope, a flowing water banquet was set up.

The poor hippopotamus poet was adrift, how could he have enjoyed such treatment, but he was a little flattered.

The difference and earthly glitz of Fei Lengcui also deeply touched the hearts of these cultural people.

The cold night wind on the wasteland was tightly blocked by the bamboo forest, and the slaves worked hard to set up the giant goddess elephant that held the tray of flower buds, driven by the water magic array carved by Avril with mussel shells, there were three beautiful fountains sprinkled around, the main spring, which was five blades high, thick enough to hug, the sound of the water roared, and the two small fountains were also three blades high, and the water curtain fell, so that the pool of flower buds-shaped trays splashed countless splashes, because of the relationship between the barriers, the boiling water splashed but never splashed out of the tray.

What's even more surprising is that there is a huge night pearl on the water column of the main fountain, and there is also a rhobus duckweed with small purple flowers on each of the two small fountains, and the root of the rhodozoite duckweed is in the transparent fountain, which seems to be slender and long, white as a beard, and hangs gracefully. Avril is a mermaid born to play with water, and the strength of the fountain water allows her to control it perfectly, and the night pearl and the rhombic duckweed tumble on the top of the fountain, swaying with the fluttering of the fountain water, but it does not fall.

The soft light of the night pearl and the moonlight are mixed together, and the small rainbows are conjured one after another in the mist, which is extremely beautiful.

The breeze is gentle, and a faint fragrance of flowers lingers between the water waves, refreshing people's hearts.

All the slaves were forced to go down to the Sanggan River to take a bath before dinner, and the pandas, with large horse brushes made of bamboo, supervised each of them to brush each other a thousand times, and almost did not brush off a layer of skin.

Goblins and ogres are the most afraid of water, and they cry and grab the ground in this bath, and they only shiver when they are cold. However, the aroma of the food soon made them forget the misfortune just now, sniffing their noses one by one, and looking greedily at the halfling chefs who were busy with their lives.

Karui was right, the chefs of their slaves were actually hobbit halflings.

When the hippo poets entered this paradise, they almost thought that they had come to the wrong place, and a lot of poems sprung up. Such a charming arrangement is naturally just a fountain in the eyes of such vulgar goods as Liu Zhenzhen, but in the eyes of the hippo poet, it is a beautiful poem, a most moving picture, whether it is the position of the goddess statue or the proportion of light, it has reached a perfect realm.

Of course, vassal elegance is indispensable.

"Hey, here to make tea and play the piano, there is no need to burn incense, if you can sit here on a moonlit night to read the book, it will not be in vain." Liu Zhenzhen raised his glass to look at the bright moon and played deeply.

The hippos who were feasting heard this, and thought to themselves how elegant this straw bale lord was?

A few proprietresses almost didn't laugh out of their face, reading, playing the piano, and this kind of thing will not have Richard's share after 10,000 years.

In the vast clearing in front of the high slopes of laterite, there are large piles of bonfires, on which orange-yellow oil droplets flow from citronella and wild onions; The mushroom soup of bamboo sunflower is tumbling in a cauldron with a wonderful aroma; There is also the sweet and glutinous alder banana, mixed with goat's milk and mashed, and then cooled with the "ice beads" contributed by the mammoth tribe, wrapped in egg skin on the outside, and suddenly became a delicacy praised by all the children and women of Fei Leng Cui.

The mammoth couldn't help but lament, why hadn't he thought of this way of eating before? Only Lord Richard could invent this delicacy that even Hobbit halflings admire.

Kill me now, and I'm not leaving. O'Neill took a hard bite of the "milk cream" made by the lord.

Liu Zhenzhen looked at the people around him and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Three hundred boys and girls, more than 200 vassal tribes of the Trench Rainbow and Kunk tribes, more than 100 mammoth tribes, and forty loyal panda warriors and mastiff warriors, five excellent monks, and now more than 200 hippos.

And more than three hundred slaves.

The minimum population quota set by the temple for itself was not expected to be reached so quickly, and this speed surprised Liu Zhenzhen. Although it was a bit shabby to be a noble lord who only had more than a thousand people, Liu Zhenzhen was already very satisfied.

Although there are not many people, there are the strongest warriors concentrated here, there are monks, there are sacrifices, there are amphibious sailors, there are magic advisors, and there are mysterious illusionists, and the twelve giant mammoths can be used as terrifying cavalry if they are adapted, this perfect formation is rare even in the regular army of Beamon, right?

In the blink of an eye, it has been almost a year since he came to this world, starting from only one sock, to more than a thousand people under his command today, three confidantes around him, shouldering the noble title of sacrifice, Liu Zhenzhen felt that he had not drunk yet, and he seemed to be drunk.

Who am I? Is it an orc? Or human? Liu Zhenzhen looked up at the huge moon "Shampa", and was full of emotion.

"Eat more!" Liu Zhenzhen shouted at the slaves.

The slaves were moved.

"When you are full, you have the strength to be a coolie!" The lord said again.

The slaves hurriedly buried their heads and thought it was a fart.

After drinking for thirty years, Liu Zhenzhen said that he couldn't live without a show.

In response to the lord's call, Corina led a dozen mammoth warriors to dance the "War Knife Dance".

Liu Zhenzhen rewarded each of them with a cigar.

Not to be outdone, the four praying mantis monks of the Green Party clan performed a set of sword techniques, and sure enough, they were worthy of the sword saints of the Beamon clan, and the swift sword light was like lightning in the gloomy sky, flying up and down.

Goode drank a little too much, and went up to play a set of drunken punches.

Bellamy followed the teachings of the old man and split stones with his palm.

Even the slaves applauded and applauded, and whistles rang out.

"Not bad, not bad!" Liu Zhenzhen rewarded each of them with a cigar as usual.

Guoguo resisted the "dense array" and went up a few circles, mixed a cigar, and the little piglet Katyusha saw it, and also jumped out, and a small arch mouth stained with "milk cream" happened to face the place where the slaves were staying, it was not Liu Zhenzhen who hugged it back, and almost scared the bear goblin slave crazy.

Liu Zhenzhen poured out two hidden "Tamurraya salamanders" from the handle hole of the "phalanx" mace, and made them a "milk cream", and the two glacier salamanders licked and ate happily.

Only then did everyone suddenly realize why the lord's "phalanx" mace had taken the reason for the incontinence of those robbers last time, and everyone's transformation power and insidiousness to the lord immediately quietly rose a danger index in their hearts.

"How do you get this little thing that puts "paralyzing lightning" to be obedient? Helen asked quietly, she still remembered the last time her Comodo War Behemoth suffered a small loss.

"I plucked out their tongues, and they dared to disobey? As soon as I hit the handle with my finger, it had to put lightning or it would go hungry. Liu Zhenzhen said.

"You've got a hard heart." Ning Yu said.

"This is called waste utilization, the monsters have to see how to use them, I have a fancy to their "paralyzing lightning", although this lightning is not lethal, it is of great use to me. Liu Zhenzhen said with a dry smile.

"How are you all right? I remember that the dragon balls on your necklace are only used to avoid water, wind and fire? Is it possible to avoid lightning? Avril was curious, too.

"Didn't you see my mace with a piece of wood wrapped around the handle? Don't understand? Haha, if you don't understand, pull it down," Liu Zhenzhen smirked.

"Hey," Helen sighed, she felt that her Richard had completely forgotten the identity of a sacrifice, and had gone further and further in the pursuit of force and insidiousness, but she had not yet found a way to persuade him.

"Don't sigh, the existence of every demonic beast is reasonable, the key is to see what kind of sacrifice you follow, there are no crappy demonic beasts, some are just sacrifices that bury their abilities." Liu Zhenzhen smiled.

"A very philosophical word." Elder Andulan on the side nodded.

"I've always been very philosophical, but you didn't notice it, Elder." Liu Zhenzhen said unashamedly.

Under the alder banana tree, the hippopotamus poet O'Neill held a guldon and played his true character as a bard, dedicating his best self-composed song "A Lovely Water Lily".

O'Neill's expression when he sang was very vivid------ as if he had hemorrhoids, and he shook his head in intoxication.

"O'Neill! You look like you've been dragged to the wasteland by five female ogres and wheeled with rice! Bellamy laughed.

"Get out!" O'Neill rolled his eyes, brushed the strings to himself, brewed feelings, and narrated the beautiful song. The surrounding hippos beat him together, and hundreds of big mouths said their mantra "Ched Maria~" together, and the sound was so loud that the birds in the bamboo forest flew away.

A lovely water lily flower~~ (Ched Maria ~ the hippos harmonize. Lovely water lily flowers~~ (Ched Maria ~ hippos harmony. That day I was fishing by the Sanggan River, holding a harpoon~ Just as you were singing by the river, the song was like clouds, and the song lost me, I sank from the water, oops, your song was tactful like clouds, the strong hippopotamus young O'Neill, please come to the Sanggan River tonight, my house, feed your herd, bring your Gurdon, wait for the shampa to rise up, pull your strings, oh yes, we are singing under the water (Ched Maria ~ the hippos harmonize. "Well sung! Lao Liu applauded.

The boys and girls came forward together, and danced in the style of the Silk Continent with a rough but beautiful singing, and even Helen couldn't help it, and went up and danced along.

Avril and Ning Yu are thin-skinned, but they actually think a little bit in their hearts, but they are not very embarrassed.

Liu Zhenzhen is the king of the two mountains generation, and he can't lose this identity, so he immediately took out the strings and sang a reserved track "Cat's Ear Hole".

In the melancholy singing, there are not only vicissitudes, but also the affection that can be heard.

It was the hippos' turn to be dumbfounded.

"I can't see it! I can't see it! O'Neill grinned and muttered to himself.

Helen responded to Liu's shocking singing, and the unique charm of the fox girl was perfectly reflected in the dance, the fiery red hair, the white sacrificial robe, and Helen's blushing face under the bonfire made everyone intoxicated.

This song Liu Zhenzhen had sung in front of Cui Beiqian before, and it was one of the few songs in his current stomach that did not have the singing power of the war song attached, and this matter was known to Ning Yu and Avril. The misty fountain water vapor and the misty light of the night pearl shrouded Helen's body, and the light song and dance intoxicated everyone present, and even Avril, who was the most incompatible with Helen, had to admit that Helen's dancing was indeed very moving, every gesture was full of indescribable taste, and every time the slender waist swayed, the exaggerated and graceful arc was full of jealousy in Avril's heart.

O Amphitrite, the god of the sea! Is this girl really only fifteen years old? Look at her boobs! Avril looked down at herself, angry.

Just when Avril was envious and jealous, Liu Zhenzhen finished singing the last note, and Helen also danced her last pose. In fact, Helen's dancing this time is simply a live play, the Fei Leng emerald red clay slope suddenly became a real oasis in the wasteland, Helen as the hostess, the mood is really happy to the extreme, so her dance today also fits her mood, very perfect and smooth.

As a descendant of a declining aristocracy, Helen grew up learning only a few simple social dances with her deceased mother. But she has loved dancing since she was a child, so much so that when she sings war songs, she also likes to use some special gestures to match her chanting.

When Liu Zhenzhen first started to learn war songs in "Bra Island", he specially asked her what this gesture was. Helen said that this is actually a habitual little action, not necessary.

Today's dance is actually a mixture of some of her gestures when singing war songs, with her own understanding of dance, in line with the happy mood of the improvised choreography.

Soon something was wrong.

When the rhythm of Helen's last dance stopped with the sound of Liu's shocking strings, many people saw a dark milky white circle of light erupt on Helen's body, and the aperture flashed and disappeared, and everyone thought that they were dazzled.

Ning Yu and Elder Andulan were the first to notice something abnormal, because the two of them were sitting next to the fountain of the idol, and the light of the Night Pearl on the water column of the fountain was getting brighter and brighter at this time, and the Night Pearl was like this, the longer the time came out, especially against the moon "Shampa", it could even dispel the fog.

Because of the bonfire, others may not have felt it, but Ning Yu and Elder Andulan suddenly felt dark in front of them, and when they looked up, the fountain on the statue of the goddess was extinguished, and the soft light that was blocked by the night pearl was shining out in the bud-like tray.

"Vier, take a look." Ning Yu pulled Avril Lavigne, who was sitting there licking the "milk cream", and pointed to the fountain on the statue of the goddess.

"Won't it?" Avril was strange, there should be no problem with this magic array to keep it for a week, why can't it work in such a short time? The magic array has its own seriousness, and if the magic array seal carving is really wrong, there will be no fountain at all. Avril looked up at the statue and wondered.

When she asked people to climb up and take down all the stacks of mussel shells engraved with the magic array, she found that there was not even a trace of magic power left in the mussel shells engraved with the magic array, just like the water in the arid desert, and it disappeared cleanly.

"Magic dispelling?" Avril's delicate and beautiful little nose was crooked, who was so bored that she actually made a magic "elimination" of the small magic array she had worked so hard to carve all afternoon!

Is it Ali's Song of Dispersalism? No way! When pigs fly! "Elder Andulan's head shook like a rattle, with so many years of tempering, if the song sung by the lord could not be distinguished whether it was a war song or not, he should not be confused. But the strange thing about Elder Tortoiseshell is that if it weren't for the famous exorcism song "Ali's Song of Dispersal" in the Beamon Battle Song, then who else here could have the ability to dispel the effects of magic? There are no wind mages here who can dispel or eliminate magic.

"What's wrong?" Liu Zhenzhen also came back from the performance arena with the strings, and saw at a glance that the fountain on the statue of the goddess was gone, and Avril stood there angrily.

"Who used magic to dispel and destroyed my fountain magic array!" Avril stuffed the stack of mussel shells into Liu Zhenzhen's hand.

"Not me." Liu Zhenzhen said. He is still very clear about whether he uses singing power or not, and he uses his own war songs in public, and Liu Zhenzhen is not so boring.

Regarding the "Arina's Dispersal Song", which can only be used at the Scepter Sacrifice level, Liu Daguan is sure that he has not comprehended it on his own. This war song is a high-level war song similar to "Jiang Zhi's Patience Song", and Liu Zhenzhen is not arrogant enough to think that he can create two high-level war songs by himself in one afternoon.

"Who's that? Could it be that Ning Yu's face turned to Helen, and Helen's milky white aura just now made the careful Ning Yu seem to remember something.

"I know why, it's a war dance!" Two figures slowly walked out of the bamboo forest, one mature and plump, and the other tall.

The jumping bonfire was like a dancing elf, and Helen, who was talking and laughing with the hippopotamus poets, looked up and froze, and then jumped into the arms of the talking figure.

"Master Cui Beiqian?" Liu Zhenzhen also froze, but not because of the beautiful snake mentor who came to preach and teach, but because of the girl behind the Medusa mentor.

The girl was dressed in Templar Silver Knight armor, with beautiful slender eyes and gorgeous white-blond hair.

This is nothing, Liu Zhen was surprised by the pair of beautiful feather wings that grew diagonally from the girl's back.

"Oh my God! It can't be an angel! Liu Zhenzhen pinched his nose.

(To be continued)