Chapter 441: A flash of inspiration

It's hard to hear a positive word in the mouth of Lao Suo Sun Duolu, and the longer you spend with him, the more angry he will be with you.

It's hard to have a crush on such a guy when you see him.

Wherever this old man goes, the atmosphere will be depressing.

is such a character, he still thinks that he is a person who lives very seriously, but in fact, in the entire Tang Dynasty, I am afraid that no one likes him.

This old man made Tang Zhaozong look at it and frowned, which made Fei Xuechun dislike it, and Tang Zhangwei felt uncomfortable when he saw him, but this guy was miraculously alive.

This is indeed a miracle, but Tang Zhangwei doesn't like this miracle.

Heron slowly counted how many guards there were, then did a little math. His shoulders drooped.

"I'm Heron of Fire Beast City. What about you? ”

"Riesa, the dragon lady."

"The queen of this place?"

"Not necessarily. Heron from Fire Beast City, you look like a professional swordsman. I can hire you...... Of course, only if you can pass the test. There are three levels, and you've already passed the first one. ”

"Then the rest of the ......" Heron paused, her lips quirming silently, and finally decided to take the risk to see if her subtraction was right, "...... What about two? ”

"Very dangerous."

"Remuneration?"

"Valueless."

"Excuse me......" Shuanghua said.

"What if I don't pass?" Heron ignored the double flower. He and Liesa looked at each other, small sparks of charm flashing in the air.

"If you don't make it through the first level, you're dead by now. This is very indicative of what lies ahead. ”

"Hmm...... Look at ......," Shuanghua spoke. Riesa gave him a look, and finally noticed his presence.

"Take this man away!" She said quietly, then turned to Heron. The two guards carried the crossbow behind their backs, grabbed Shuanghua between their arms, and Shuanghua's feet left the ground. They carried him to the door.

"Hey!" Shuanghua shouted, and the guards were about to take him down the stairs. "My ......" (they stopped at another door)" ...... The box ......" (they pulled the door open)...... Where is it? "He was thrown on a pile of what seemed to be straw. The door slammed slammed, interrupted by the sound of the latch clenching.

In the other cell, Heron didn't even blink an eyelid.

"Well," he said, "what's the second level?" ”

"You're going to have to kill my two brothers."

Heron weighed it carefully. "Kill together or one by one?" He asked.

"At the same time or continuously, it's up to you." She replied.

"What do you mean?"

"Just kill it!" She snapped.

"Are they good hands?"

"Famous far and wide."

"Then the reward ......"

"If I marry you, you will be king of Weilmburg."

Heron was silent for a long time, her eyebrows furrowed together - she had never encountered such a difficult problem.

"Can I get you and the mountain?" He finally said.

"Yes." She stared straight into his eyes and pursed her lips, "I assure you, it's worth it." ”

Heron looked down at the ring on her hand. The gemstone on it is large, a very rare milky blue diamond, from the Misos Basin. He struggled to withdraw his gaze to find Riesa looking at him angrily.

"You are a famous barbarian Heron who dared to walk into the tiger's mouth!" Her voice was hoarse, "How can you be so calculating?" ”

Heron shrugged her shoulders. "Of course," he said, "there is only one reason to get into the tiger's mouth, to pull out its gold teeth." He pulled one arm and grabbed the wooden bed in his hand at the end of his arm. The bed flew towards the crossbowman, and Heron happily rushed after him, knocking one of the crossbowmen to the ground with a single punch, and then disarming the other. After a while, everyone fell.

Riesa did not move.

Acting

whole

"They used to crawl in stinking puddles, and all they spewed out was stench." Heron said, lying down on the wooden bed, "And it's not very big, and he often collects firewood." ”

"What I've heard is that they collect treasure." Shuanghua said.

"And firewood. Hey," Heron suddenly became happy, "did you notice the houses they passed by when they brought us here?" I think it's awesome! There are good things everywhere, and if you count those tapestries, they must be worth a lot of money. He scratched his chin thoughtfully, and the sound sounded like a porcupine arching a wattle bean.

"What's next?" Shuanghua asked.

Heron poked a finger into her ear and twisted it, then pulled it out and watched absent-mindedly.

"Oh," he said, "I thought, in less than a minute, the door would be slammed open, and they would drag me away and take me to a place that resembled a temple arena." I might have to fight a few giant spiders or the eight ** from the Krach Jungle, and then I'll go to the altar to save the princess, and kill a few of the guards or something else on the side. Then the girl told me the secret way to escape, and then we took some more horses and fled with the treasure. Heron rested her head on her hands and looked at the ceiling, whistling in a nonchalant manner.

"Such a big set?" Shuanghua said.

"That's how it is in general."

Shuanghua sat on her bed, thinking hard. It's harder to concentrate now because his mind is full of dragons.

Dragon!

From the age of two, his young mind was captured by the pictures of these fire beasts printed in the "Tale of the Eight-Colored Immortals". His sister tells him that dragons don't exist in reality.

To this day, he still remembers how disappointed and sad he was at that time. He felt that this world would not be a world without these beautiful creatures. Later, he was apprenticed to the chief accountant of Nelliz, and he was completely discouraged. His world was 108,000 miles away from the world with dragons, and he was too busy to dream.

However, there seemed to be something wrong with these dragons in front of them. They were too small and smooth compared to the dragons he had in mind. The dragon should be tall, turquoise, clawed, exotic, and should breathe fire...... They're supposed to be big, green things, with long, pointy ......

Something moved at the end of his vision, in the farthest, darkest corners of the dungeon. When he turned his head, the thing was gone, but he was sure he heard the faint sound of claws scraping stones.

"Heron?" He called.

There was a snoring on the wooden bed next to it.

Shuanghua walked along the base of the wall to that corner, carefully poking her finger at the stone on the wall. Maybe there's some secret passage or something. Just then, the door slammed open and slammed against the wall. Five or six guards rushed in, lined up, on one knee, and the weapons in their hands were invariably aimed at Heron.

When Shuanghua later remembered this detail, she felt that they were clearly not taking themselves seriously, which was really excessive.

Heron purred again.

(End of chapter)