The majestic Star Lord's Mansion in the past seemed very lonely.

Fallen leaves are scattered on the ground and no one cleans them.

The sound of the wind was desolate, and several whirlpools rolled up on the ground, holding the fallen leaves up to the sky and falling to the ground.

There was the sound of the spring tinkling in my ears.

The pavilions in front of him were wide open, and they were defenseless against the thirteen people who were striding forward.

Messy debris, spiritual trees planted on the ground, and even unripe fruits were not seen.

It was like being swept away by a swarm of locusts.

Nangong Fanmo rubbed his slightly stubble chin, and there was anger on his face.

I can understand that the disaster is coming. But before you fly, can you not pick my fruit?

Nangong Fan felt very aggrieved, so painstaking and laborious, but he worked for nothing. We must take this as a warning, and we must not be plucked again next time.

Nangong Fan moved forward without a purpose, hoping that there would be good things that were difficult to take away.

Straight to the center of the Star Lord's Mansion, which is the core of the Star Lord's Mansion, and good things must be around there.

At least the frightened wolf didn't dare to come back, maybe no one knew where the wolf hid his things?

Nangong Fan is like a chic son in a secular family, followed by twelve small servants, swaggering through the market.

The blue wolf lives on weekdays, and the main hall for dealing with things is displayed in front of him.

A few wolf paw prints on the door clearly came into view, and Nangong Fan didn't find out what this meant after observing for a long time.

Nangong Fan was about to step into this dusty gate when an exclamation came from not far away.

Nangong Fan was slightly stunned, did anyone still run away?

Nangong Fan walked towards the source of the sound.

A deep courtyard unfolds in front of you, and on both sides of the courtyard gate stand two lifelike stone lions, with a huge hole in the stone lion's mouth.

Nangong Fan could think that the stone lion had a corner of his mouth and didn't know how much precious ore he had, and it was dug up by the group of fleeing orcs.

The courtyard gate is ajar, and you can faintly see the scenery inside.

Colorful flowers and plants are arranged in a neat and orderly manner.

There are traces of careful care on the branches and leaves, and when Nangong Fan looks at it, he understands that this courtyard is where Carl lives on weekdays.

In this entire Star Lord's Mansion, apart from Carl, who has such customs and tastes?

Those orcs wish to have big fish and meat, beer beauties, drunk dreams and death every day, how can they still have the mood and thoughts to play with such exquisite objects?

Nangong Fan actually has a good impression of Carl, if it is not for Carl's extreme psychology, he may still be a good partner.

It's a pity.

I don't know if the last sentence will make the person who went astray become a bright and holy "savior of the human race" again.

The unknown is the most worth exploring, and Nangong Fan is looking forward to the next meeting with Carl.

With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Nangong Fan slowly pushed open the heavy wooden door.

The smile froze suddenly.

A kobold orc held down a Terran woman with snow-white skin.

A cat-headed orc was chasing seven or eight Terran women with only a thin veil covering their bodies.

Nangong Fan's good mood instantly became extremely bad, and his bad mood meant that these two orc clans were going to be unlucky.

"The orcs are broken from the roots. Nangong Fan shook his head and sighed lightly, he still had a long way to go to save the Terrans who had fallen into the sea of suffering from the orcs.

Nangong Fan was just about to take action to end the life of this disgusting orc clan, and there was someone who was faster than him.

Chen Ming, who was only half a body behind him, let out a roar that was not like a human voice, his steps were like the wind, leaving no trace, and went straight to the kobold orc.

The spurting of violent spiritual power all showed Chen Ming's anger.

Nangong Fan thought of Chen Ming's life experience, couldn't help but sigh, and stopped all his movements.

Let Chen Ming vent!

"Mom!"

A small phantom appeared behind Chen Ming, the phantom was vivid, the movement was extremely fast, and the nose shrugged slightly, as if it could find all the loopholes between heaven and earth.

Nangong Fan looked at the cat-headed orc who was laughing and chasing the Terran woman.

The woman stumbled, and the cat-headed orc stopped and watched the woman's struggle with a sickly smile.

A cat scene playing with a mouse is alive.

The woman crawled slowly, and there was a rusty iron door in front of her.

The forbidden place that trembled in her mind whenever she thought of her body, she only thought about entering it.

Hopefully, this place where the devil lives will save her.

In her simple thoughts, maybe only the devil can defeat the devil, right?

The iron gate has not been cleaned for too long, and there are even vines entwined on it, as if it has been merged with the wall for a day, which is inconspicuous.

Several women pushed the tight iron door hard, only to attract Nangong Fan's attention.

The cat-headed orc's eyes were filled with excitement, dancing and croaking, even if Chen Ming's not small roar was ignored by him.

A soft body, slightly leaning on Nangong Fan's side, the warm snort blowing on Nangong Fan's earlobe, crispy and numb, extremely comfortable.

"Young master, he said, sure enough, there are good things hidden in the mansion. The rabbit of the zodiac, that is, Xiao Yanyi, whom Nangong Fan had heard of, had heard of it, and her sweet voice sounded softly in Nangong Fan's ears.

Nangong Fan nodded lightly, watching Chen Ming tear apart the dog-headed orc's arm, it was not enjoyable, and it seemed that he was going to torture and kill again.

Nangong Fan frowned slightly, "You guys are optimistic about Chen Ming, don't let him fall into the devil." ”

After speaking, he walked towards the cat-headed orc who was caught in the magic barrier step by step.

The cat-headed orc seems to have abandoned all the noise in the world, and he is about to obtain what Karl treasures, which is a great creation for him, and maybe in another ten years, he will be the king of the new generation of this planet.

The cat's head fell into a beautiful fantasy.

He can't wait!

The cat's head quickly passed over the woman next to him, and flipped the woman pushing the iron door to the ground.

How can it be important for a woman who is obsessed with sex on weekdays to be strong by herself? Anyway, these weak Terran women can't escape from the palm of his hand.

As for the two Terrans that the others were afraid of killing, he knew that the second master Xiong didn't come alone.

Whether the Terrans will win or not remains to be seen. What a bunch of cowards.

But he had to thank those cowards, otherwise how could his kitten have won the chance to create things?

Wealth and wealth are in danger, and when the time comes, the blue wolf will join the army, and when he returns after absorbing this creation, he may be a new generation of earth emperors.

The cat's eyes were fiery, and his whole body was surging, and he easily pushed the iron door.

He didn't realize that a figure was standing behind him, looking at the sealed world inside the iron gate with curiosity on his face.

The smell of decay and the smell of blood came to his face, and the dark ground was all dried up and condensed with blood.

It's not like a place of creation, it's like a cage with the devil in it.

And the cat-headed orc was the first to open Pandora's box.

Nangong Fan could hear a faint breathing sound coming from the depths, and the breathing sound was steady and powerful, as if it was exhaling in his ear.

Nangong Fan's eyes gradually became solemn, who knows what kind of stuff Carl's madman will keep in captivity?

Nangong Fan let the cat's head explore the way in front, and if there were any waves, he was confident that he could react quickly when there was a cushion.

The cat's head slowly disappeared into the gloom.

There was not the slightest sound coming out, as if a devil had opened its jaws and devoured all creatures that came close.

Nangong Fan's ears fluttered slightly, and he heard the murmur of the chains flickering, crisp and powerful, and he faintly saw a ray of golden light flashing in the darkness.

He heard the cat's dying whimper. He felt a faint surge of spiritual power!

It's very light but very sharp, and it kills with one hit.

It was just a moment of trance, and the cat-headed orc had no more life in his senses.

Nangong Fan opened his mouth and exclaimed, "Terran?"

He never thought that Carl's firm focus was on the human race, and his eyes flashed, "Dream King?"

The person who wasn't going to reply lightly sighed, "I didn't expect anyone in this world to know about me?"

Nangong Fan was slightly stunned, a little in a trance.

He never expected that the pioneer of the Coiling Snake Star Human Race, who he remembered deeply, appeared alive in his senses.

Nangong Fan maintained due caution and stepped into this gloomy world step by step.

In a slight trance, the darkness in front of him was dispelled away by him.

He saw the emaciated and feeble, middle-aged man, bound to the wall, thick chains running through his body and tangled with flesh.

The black glow on the chain surged, like a blood-sucking mosquito, rooted in his epidermis, sucking his essence.

The man's hair was slightly gray, but there was still an inexplicable momentum. There is a faint tiredness in his eyes, but he is very bright in the dark, which makes people very impressed at a glance, this is a person with a ravine in his heart.

At his feet lay a cat's head, its body torn apart, with obvious traces of chains.

Nangong Fan could imagine that the chain that was like a broken bamboo, in the darkness, it seemed to be one with heaven and earth, there was no extra fancy, and one blow was fatal.

Nangong Fan stared at him silently, his bright eyes were so conspicuous in the darkness.

There should be a formation here, that's why it's so dark.

"There is indeed a formation here. Mengjun seemed to know what Nangong Fan was thinking, and his hoarse voice answered Nangong Fan's doubts.

"Trap me with what I taught him, don't you think it's ridiculous?" Mengjun had a hint of ridicule on the corner of his mouth, his body shook slightly, and the chains collided with each other, making a crackling sound.

"Everybody has a time to look away. Nangong Fan spoke slowly, not knowing how to comfort this man with great ambitions in his heart.

Ten years of enduring humiliation, accompanied by darkness and chains, his heart is still the same open-minded, as if he wants to take this world into his arms.

Nangong Fan just glanced at it, and could be sure that this was Mengjun, and it wouldn't be other orcs pretending to confuse him.

This kind of bearing, how can the orcs of this star have?

"I didn't look away, he's just a lost kid and he'll turn back. Mengjun's hoarse voice was full of kindness, and there was even longing in his eyes.

Nangong Fan was silent for a while, and after listening to what he said, will that madman turn back?

Perhaps, at least the last moment he disappeared, he clearly saw a crystal tear across the void.

"He's failing you after all. Nangong Fan said softly, he was afraid that when he mentioned the pain points of the man in front of him, his body would not be able to bear it.

"Don't blame him, I'll fail if I continue to develop naturally. There was a gleam in Mengjun's eyes, "He advocated taking people away after a raid on this planet, which is the most correct decision from a rational point of view." ”

"At that time, it was already a big commotion, and the reinforcements of the Heavenly Bull Dynasty were already on the way. We can't resist it at all, and then it will be naked killing, and there will be no Terrans left in this star. Mengjun said indifferently, and a teardrop crossed his eyes, "It's all because I was too proud at that time." ”

He thought that he could sweep in all directions with the inheritance, but the reality gave him a painful blow.

He blamed Carl at first, but it was Carl's hatred that made him tenaciously survive, and after ten years of calming down, he was not an ordinary person after all, and he often thought about the past.

He understood a lot, he was convinced that he would be more successful if he did it all over again, and now, he finally had the opportunity to do it again.

"Now the Terrans are almost like this. Nangong Fan shook his head and sighed.