In a hidden basement somewhere in Camp Rog's, countless glass bottles of various colors, liquids or gases, are churning and churning, connected by tiny tubes, the complexity of which is like dozens of gears connected together in an expensive pocket watch, giving a dazzling sense of meticulous and precise structure.

In particular, a sign hanging at the door of the basement with the words "Falad's special lower room" adds a terrifying book to this basement, as if it will explode and collapse at any moment.

"This is the greatest wizard in history with the same strength as the Demon King of the Monsters, we call him the Witch King Farah, and the new real yàn base developed."

Wearing a dirty mage robe, Farrah with unkempt hair and a muddy face. Holding an empty bottle in his hand as a magic megaphone. If he was singing a one-man show sullenly, just from the strange smell emanating from him, you could tell that the old man had not taken a bath for several days.

"What's more, even Akara doesn't know about it. The old fox didn't know, didn't know, snorted

He seemed to be very happy, and after half-talking and half-singing, this guy came to the test bench like a dry wood that was breaking and dancing, humming a strange tune that made people feel as if they were in the midst of a group of demons dancing.

"Of course, the most important thing is that my real yàn is about to be completed."

From the test bench, a glass tube containing a strange blue-yellow liquid was taken out, and Farah stood in front of the real platform. With his hands wide open, like a mad leader, his beard trembled and said loudly, Here, in this real room, in this glass precision kingdom, he is the king, he is the god. He's the old glass.

"Wha!! It's going to come out, it's going to come out, this terrible real thing. ”

Staring closely at the end of the real yàn utensil, there were two bottles containing a blue and a red liquid.

"It's terrible, it's terrible, I actually created such a terrible weapon, maybe I will become a sinner in this world."

Farah, who was already completely immersed in his own world, suddenly stopped laughing and raised his head, revealing a compassionate look.

"However, in order to deal with my old enemy, in order to defend this dark continent, I will not hesitate to become a sinner through the ages."

Moving to the end of the two bottles, Farah gently pinched the first blue bottle, his expression drooping, as if he was holding a virus in his hand that was enough to destroy Miè's world.

"This potion,"

Farah shook the bottle, swallowed cautiously, and even flipped through an ancient book with a complicated magic array engraved on the cover of the bottle, and then exhaled with certainty.

"As long as you drink a little bit, all the hair on your body, including your beard and hair, will be stripped naked in three seconds, hmmmmmm

Like the mad scientist who plays the leader of the villain in the movie, Farah finished with a grim expression, and then covered his forehead and laughed madly with his upper half of his height up.

The crisp "click" made the strange whispers all over the room stop in astonishment, and Farah grinned and covered his waist at the source of the sound because the angle of his tilt was too large, and struggled to put the potion back in its place, the corners of his mouth twitched, and let out a creepy hehe laugh mixed with painful ingredients.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, my waist, hey, hey. Old man Mu, I'll make you proud. I'll let you shake that disgusting whitebeard in front of me in the future, just add this to the tea and drink this little bit, hehehe!! And the old woman of the drunkard, I don't want to think about how dazzling her hair is like dyed with dog blood, I am doing harm to the people. ”

said. Farah slammed a head-cutting motion.

"Turn all of you into big bald heads!"

As if imagining the old drunkard and Old Man Mu had nothing left, and the sleek and embarrassed appearance, Farah laughed again.

"And this bottle."

Removing the other bottle of red liquid, Farah looked solemn again.

"Life and death are only a thin line apart, this sentence is not wrong, I didn't expect the same real yàn, just make a little change, you can get two potions with diametrically opposite effects, the ocean of magic is so profound, I'm just picking up shells on the beach."

Raising his head and sighing, Farah danced with his hands.

"That's right, this bottle of potion is the opposite of the bottle just now, just rub a little bit on your chin and head. can grow enviable, dark and thick hair. ”

After saying that, Farah shook his sparsely haired head gently, as if there was really a long flowing hair growing on it.

"Of course. It is not only effective for humans, but also for other animals, and if the two agents are used together. It can make those herdsmen harvest several times the wool and live a better life. ”

Putting the bottle back, Farah went to the test bench again and pinched the test tube he had just shown with a strange blue-yellow liquid.

"Now. It's just one last step. ”

Moving to the real yàn utensils, Farah cautiously estimated the amount, poured the blue-yellow liquid inside into the bottle, and at that moment, activated the magic array on the table at the same time.

Under the light of that fantastic magic, the liquid followed the tube to the first bottle, mixed with the liquid inside, the inside of the bottle suddenly expanded, and the expanded and overflowing liquid continued to transfer along the connecting pipe to the next bottle containing black gas, turning the black gas into green gas, and the boiling green gas moved along the two connecting pipes to the other two points again, and so on.

As you can imagine, the countless processes are complex. After going through a series of processes, the final synthesis will be infused into the last two bottles, one blue and one red, under the mutation of the magic array. Formation finally

The real yàn is about to enter the final, and it is also the entire ** stage, and the entire real yàn room is under the energy agitation of the magic array. It shook, but Farah didn't know it, her preoccupied eyes still fixed on the tumbling real utensils, and she muttered something to herself, writing down a string of numbers on the blank notes.

Finally, two metal droplets with a strange luster finally formed, slowly dripping into the two bottles, and the magic array light of the entire test bench was also suddenly victorious, Farah's eyes were firmly fixed on the trajectory of the droplets, and when they fell into the red and blue liquid in the bottle, and when they came into contact with each other, they finally couldn't help but raise their hands and cheer loudly.

"Done

"Boom!!"

Somewhere in the Mage Guild, the ground suddenly trembled violently, and in the next moment, a fire tornado composed of wind and fire broke through the earth, soaring into the sky with a fierce might.

On the mage tower in the distance, those mages shook their heads as they watched this scene, and continued to focus on the research at hand, as if they were accustomed to this situation.

After the explosion. The original secret basement has turned into a huge charred black mud pit, inside the mud pit, a black black charcoal that can be seen in front of him in the shape of a human, maintaining a posture of raising his hands and cheering long live, for a long time, spit out a puff of black smoke from his mouth, and slowly fell down.

A cool breeze blew. Two cool breezes blowing,

After an unknown number of cool breezes, the black charcoal finally stood up again and shook the dirt on his robe. By the way, I touched my black face, and found that a few more of my beards were half burned. The muscles on the old face couldn't help but twitch with distress.

Slowly got up from the pit, there were already a few Rog soldiers staring at him with smiles, and thought to himself that what Lord Akara said was true, there was no need to go to Elder Farrah, and if there was an explosion, he would be able to catch it as soon as he went there.

"Lord Farah. Lord Akara sent a message informing him that if Lord Farah had finished his work, should he also return to the Mage Tower, and that he would complete the rest of his serious research? ”

One of the leading soldiers, with a respectful salute, conveyed Akara's words.

Cowardly, it will definitely not explode next time. ”

Farah muttered quietly, like a prisoner caught by the police, dejected under the escort of several soldiers. Obediently go in the direction of the Mage Tower.

Suddenly, Farah suddenly shuddered all over his body, raised his head tremblingly, looked at the sky in the distance of Kurast, he twisted his beard inexplicably, as if he didn't know that himself, who claimed to be the greatest magician in history, was now facing the most severe image crisis in history.

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The vision returned to the square of the Elven King City, and at this time, these simple elves were falling into a strange state of mind.

It's really great that Her Royal Highness can marry that druid Wu Fan.

The perverted behavior of Farah projected from the engram shocked the brains and minds of these poor elves, and almost subconsciously thought that maybe her Royal Highness was already the best and most normal person in the alliance.

Humans, it's terrible.

Recalling the scene I just saw, these self-proclaimed artists with long ears. All produced a deep sense of awe.

If someone can make a thing perverted and disgusting to the extreme, then it can also be called an art.

Although these two guys seem to have done themselves a big favor, no, in the final analysis, their real purpose is to knock Farah, the common rival of the two people, into the abyss, and helping me is just casual. Can't be wrong, the discordant voice that pops up from time to time must also be arranged by these two people, the blackface characters who ambush the enemy inside in order to make the situation go according to their planned script.

However, this is a typical example of the so-called picking up sesame seeds and throwing watermelons, although the two people feel good about themselves and think that they have done a good thing for the alliance, but in the process, the alliance has fallen into an even more terrible crisis of trust, and Kane and Akara have to help them wipe **.

Just as he thought of Kane, he heard Kane's roar in the distance.

Then I saw a tank pass through the eye.

There's nothing wrong with that. To describe it as a game house, it is the power of the tank in a certain foursome. After a horn of "woo", he sprinted in a straight line with unrivaled might, firmly grasping a poor fellow who was the first to be hit, and then knocking the other poor fellows in a straight line high.

The old drunkard was the first poor guy, and Mu Lao Winter Melon was the other poor guy, oh oh, it flew up, and Mu Lao Winter Melon, which was as strong as a tree stump, was actually hit high and flew up.

Covering my forehead with my hand, I followed the parabolic trajectory of a certain short figure and flew more than ten meters in the air, and then fell to the ground like a pile of defeat, rolled a few times, and did not move.

Dual control and perfect spike!!!

It's hard to imagine that the thin Kane still has this kind of vigorous energy, looking at this momentum, I'm afraid that this old man will definitely not have any problem living for another hundred years, this is the common thought in everyone's hearts after seeing this scene.

Wait a minute!!

Suddenly thinking of something, I hurriedly chased after Kane's sprinting figure.

Wu boy, at the critical moment, you are still the most righteous.

The old drunkard, who was still running straight with Kane around his neck with one hand, and his body trembling in the wind like a leaf, found me chasing from behind, and couldn't help but burst into tears, what is this called? This is called road remote horsepower. I have seen people's hearts for a long time.

Come to think of it. She couldn't help but stretch out her hand in front of her. Xiang scratched and scratched the eyes for help, and at the moment when she was in the new year, the original "East and West Lixuan was raised by the strong wind.

My artifact ahhhh

I breathed a sigh of relief, patted the dust off my body and stood up, turned around, and left behind the old drunkard's angry and desperate gaze.

The day after the incident, with the repeated efforts of Kane and the high-level of the elven clan, Kane finally kept his image in front of him, as for the reason they used, on the one hand, he vigorously promoted Farah's strength, and then showed some of Farah's research results, and established him as a knowledgeable strong ** teacher, after this image was established, the others were not very important, the dark continent's habit of respecting the strong, as long as the hellish forces were not defeated for a day, it would continue forever, as long as it was casually used "in a powerful organization." There will always be one. Excuses such as "a strong man with a strange personality" can be mixed up.

For this familiar setting, I won't complain.

It's just that we didn't expect it. This time, the old drunkards and their nonsense actually made these long-eared artists begin to exert their independent-minded and imaginative minds again, and then, two new schools of artistic thought were born.

The first genre, to put it simply, is the idealistic stream, although it has the same opinion as the other genre, and has given disgusting and horrific comments to Farah's perverted videos, but it affirms Farah's pursuit of art? of the searing soul. He believes that the attitude of pursuing art should override the form of art.

The other genre, on the contrary, is, of course, the aesthetic genre, their meaning is very simple, it's not your fault to be ugly, it's your fault to be scary.

The two genres have been arguing for hundreds of years because of this, and of course, none of their descendants have admitted that their genres were born because of a perverted video of a perverted old man.

This is just a small episode, the elven race known as the artistic race, there are so many art genres, I am afraid that there are no less than tens of thousands, there are millions of large genres, and there are also unknown genres with only one person, like what surreal stream, natural stream, romantic stream, abstract stream, pumping stream, flying sword stream,,

The situation finally calmed down with the efforts of both sides, and of course, the poor old man Farah probably didn't know that he had become famous, and was still happily hiding in some secret basement to study some strange facts that must have ended in an explosion.

The other thing I was a little concerned about was "Uh, yes, it's the Super Prince, since the last time I was given a pair of expensive gloves for nothing." I was never seen again, and even yesterday's farce didn't seem to show up, and this kind of disobedience made me think more and more deeply.

Could it be that this guy is working day and night, rushing to smash himself to death with this precious silk glove?

In that case, I must sue him. I'm a man with a special constitution that kills me instantly after being hit by more than 10,000 pairs of expensive silk gloves.

Time is passing little by little, and the time of marriage is getting closer and closer, and I can almost count down the seconds The little ghost and the fox, the 10,000-year-old enemy, are not idle, fighting and making trouble in my house every day, from inside the house to outside the house, from under the tree to the tree, the house has been demolished by them three times, and I have not been less affected by the pond fish in the middle, and the days are not quiet for a day.

Then, finally, it was wedding day.

When I woke up in the morning, I found that the left side of my face was pressed by a small and lovely jade foot, and the right side of my face was imprinted with a white fist, and the whole face was sandwiched in the center, posing in a ridiculous way.

The body is covered with a hairy fox tail, which was probably subconsciously grabbed and covered in his sleep, and then down, another slender ** straddled him and kicked on the round buttocks of a fox on the other side.

Of course, the fox was not idle either. The squeezing fox tail that was caught by himself as a quilt, the hairy tail tip, constantly subconsciously twitched back and forth on the pretty face of a ghost saint who was pillowing on his thigh, like a slap in the face, of course, the little power was pitiful and left.

Bi, a veritable impeachment!! At this moment, I burst into tears.

Last night's battle for the Forbidden City, a pair of old enemies. In the end, I don't know why.,Both of them seem to be deliberately involved in the original onlookers.,In the end, I don't know what god unfolded.,This pair of old enemies in fate actually joined forces to deal with me!

Woo, that's not what I want.

Breaking apart the little ghost's jade feet and the little fox's fist, I slowly sat up and looked in the mirror, but fortunately, there was no facial deformation.

There was a movement behind him, no need to look back, it must be the little fox, the movement I just made was impossible to hide from her as an assassin, as for the little ghost, if it were me, even if she rubbed her face with a thousand Buddha's hands in a one-two-three style, or blatantly took off her priest's robe. Even if she slept in the necklace, she might not be able to wake up even if she cast a 360-degree absolute metamorphosis and invincible rapid madness merry-go-round.

"Badass!"

Sure enough, the familiar coquettish voice that made the man's whole body ** sound from behind.

Turning around, the little fox was looking at himself without blinking with those big eyes that were always covered with tempting mist, and for a while, he suddenly held his hands on his chest and turned his face hard.

"Hmph, villain, it's less stinky and beautiful, we didn't discuss beating you up last night because we were jealous of you marrying that queen."

Well, thanks for your tsundere attributes. I've finally solved the mystery of last night's alliance between these two rivals.

"My Heavenly Fox Palace. It's not that Bian doesn't know. It's just an emotionless political marriage

Gently holding this delicate little fox in his arms, he smelled the seductive girl's body fragrance that came from between the hairs, like a perfume.

The fragrance emanating from the little fox is the most special, different from other girls, the smell is faint at first, but if you smell it deeply, the nose will not become accustomed to this fragrance, and feel that the fragrance has become lighter, but will become more and more intense, and what is more bizarre is that it seems that with the difference in your mood, the fragrance smelled on the little fox every time is also slightly different, but Fang, how the fragrance changes, the final effect is only one, that is, the hormone secretion of Yan zhòng to tempt men.

In a word, this little fox was born to tempt men to commit crimes, if he was born in a peaceful era, he would be the second slave, Sister Su.

"Hmph, who knows? What kind of queen is that, and what kind of continental twin stars, she is also beautiful and has a good temperament,"

In my arms, the little fox kept muttering with a strong sense of vinegar.

Oops, oops, His Highness the Sky Fox who made us confident and invincible in terms of charm. With this look, he coughed and coughed. Shouldn't Artoria be proud?

Smiling slightly, I couldn't help but compare the two in my heart, and it turned out that "it is completely incomparable."

The charismatic nature of two people. The difference is really too great, one is enchanting, one is dignified, one is cunning and wise, and the other is vast and majestic. One tsundere, one goofy"

Ah, it seems that he still said the last thing he should have said.

Therefore, for the preference of two people, it can only depend on personal preferences, as for me, I still like the little fox more, not to mention the ups and downs of this little fox who accompanied him all the way, the hardships he experienced, and the deep feelings he accumulated, from Artoria's side.

For this king, to be honest. I do, but not love, but respect. Respect her charisma, respect her great dreams, respect her noble qualities.

As for saying love, uh, sorry. Honestly, a dead house with no ambition and no bright future in the dream of eating and waiting for death all day long, in front of Artoria, please think about it yourself bastard. The faint phosphorescent light formed by the corpse of a post-mortem maggot was so dim in front of the scorching sun!!

I complained to myself fiercely in my heart, I lowered my head, and slowly lifted the little fox's beautiful face that couldn't hide her worry and jealousy, but she wanted to pretend to be indifferent, and kissed it.

"Uh-huh"

The lips touched, the fragrance like medicine and the incomparably soft touch, if it weren't for the will of the adventurer, if you were an ordinary person, you would definitely lose your mind in an instant and turn into a ** beast.

This gentle light kiss seems to also make the fox feel a little relieved, feeling that it is still her own charm, after reluctantly letting go of each other, her eyes immediately have a little more arrogance and self-confidence that she should usually have, the soft and lovely fox tail flicked proudly, as if to say, hum, you villain, really surrendered to the charm of this day fox, which is also a matter of course.

"I'm hungry, I'll go find something to eat, you scoundrel will starve to death."

With a pile of hands, leaving my arms, the beautiful fox wrinkled its nose at herself, leaving a silver bell laugh that could not be concealed and disappeared outside the door.

Alas, just like that? I'd like to hug and kiss more.

Scratching his head in disappointment. I didn't immediately go along and forage for food. Because I know that this little fox with a proud mouth and a virtuous inside. I'm sure I'll bring back breakfast for three later.

So, I set my eyes on the little ghost, thinking about what ultimate means I needed to use to wake the little ghost awake.

Normally, if she's hungry, it's possible to wake up by putting the diamond in front of her nose, but the chances aren't high.

With the mentality of giving it a try, I took out a piece of the broken diamond and crouched down beside her, and the diamond had just fallen a foot away from the pretty nose of the little saint who was sleeping like a pig, and she opened her silver eyes suddenly. Like a fish that jumped up from the water and swallowed the bait, as soon as he raised his head, opened his lips, and took the diamond in his hand down, and by the way, he bit my finger with his sharp teeth.

Whoop Whoop!! Hurry up and let go, you ferocious piranha!!

The pain quickly shook his fingers, and finally got rid of the terrible bite of the little ghost, while blowing on the red and painful tooth marks, I stared at the little ghost, only to see that after my fingers got rid of it, the head of this little thing hung down softly, and only the bulging cheeks with diamonds in it proved the truth of the scene just now.

"Woo, it's all Xiaofan's wrong"

While covering his bulging little mouth. Munching heavily to keep the diamonds from leaking out of his mouth, the ghost said with a huff.

Swallowing the last bite, the little ghost turned around and took out a notebook and a quill on which he recorded something.

When I looked closer, I saw this ghost, with the strength of a pen and paper, writing on it, a certain year, a certain month, and a certain morning. As soon as Xiao Fan got up, he threw the beautiful elf maid who came to deliver breakfast on the bed, stripped naked and then made a noise, so that it was automatically blocked by voice because of extreme disharmony

Although I understand that this little ghost actually got up early in the morning and saw the scene of me making out with the fox, and was disgruntled, but this kind of open-minded framing method,

How so? It's really a little ghost style.