"I protest, you, you can't mistreat prisoners of war, I want to see your lord Diablo!"

Every inch of the trembling fat of the eighth-order great magician Grande Grande was covered with bloodstains that had been whipped, and Wendy did it very appropriately, she would not whip the prisoner to the flesh like other punishers, but whipped it on the meat, so that Grande felt the most real pain, the pain of being whipped through the fat made his hairs tremble.

"Hahaha, see our lord?"

The blonde laughed wildly, the whip slammed her thighs on the bench, and Grand's eyes rolled and his face turned pale, knowing that he was about to accept a new round of ravage!

Just as Wendy's hideous whip was about to land on Grand's tender body, the curtain of the tent was suddenly opened.

The cold wind blew the temperature that made the hair stand on end, and the red and white body of Grande was excited, originally dizzy, and he was awakened by the cold.

"Who wants to see my Lord Diablo?"

Majestically, with an irresistible voice, he slowly approached Grande.

"My lord, it's me, it's me Grand! Poor man captured by you! ”

Grande had hated the kind of unsettling words, but now hearing the man's unquestioning voice was more intoxicating than hearing the symphony of singers, and he shook his body, which was tied tightly with twine, trying to get the sound of the wooden pole to reach the lord's ears.

"Oh, it's Lord Grand."

Hearing that Grant was whipped twice more by Wendy, Wu Wenxu smiled and plucked out his ears, directly ignoring the fat man's painful wail, Wu Wenxu deliberately slowed down until Grande was whipped by Wendy and rolled his eyes again, the life-saving straw in his heart, the compassionate Wu Wenxu descended into his eyes like a god.

Obviously, he had only walked a few steps, and Wu Wenxu seemed to be very tired.

When he saw Grand's anger, Wu Wenxu suddenly frowned, revealing a distressed expression, grabbed Wendy's Death Whip, and reprimanded: "Bastard! I told you to 'entertain' my guest, why did you tie him up and beat him like that? ”

Wendy didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in Wu Wenxu's gourd, so she still cooperated: "Lord Lord, this guy is stubborn and swears to die, I don't think he will be obedient." ”

After that, Wendy happily played the role of the villain again, and the leather whip crackled so loudly that Grande almost fainted.

"Your Excellency, Your Lord! I sincerely want to submit to you, she is the devil, please don't let her beat me again! There was a cry in Grand's voice, his skin and flesh were so tender that he was whipped to death, and if he continued like this, it was better to let him die.

Wu Wenxu looked more and more sad, holding Grande's hand, his hand was obviously cold to the bone, but Grande felt the warmest shelter in the world, Wu Wenxu covered his cheeks distorted by laughter and said solemnly: "Wendy, what are you still doing in a daze, quickly release Mr. Grande!" ”

Wendy secretly stuck out her tongue at Wu Wenxu, this interrogation made her tired, as Grand's heavy fat fell to the stall, the oppression and hotness of countless bruises made Grand's mouth moan in pain.

Wu Wenxu is really a very considerate and good lord.

Seeing Grande, who was convulsing in pain, Wu Wenxu did not hesitate to drape his clothes on Grander, but hugged Grande and asked him to sit on the bench, and soon, a cup of hot tea appeared in Grande's hand.

"Your Excellency, you are such a good person."

Grande tilted his head, he was moved, his resentment against this man vanished in an instant, and now, he had even lost a sense of being a defeated soldier, a prisoner.

"Since you have come to my territory, you are my Wu Wenxu's people, and I will love and protect my followers as if they were myself, including you."

People, advocates, love.

Grande felt dizzy, and he pressed hard to his temples, and those demagogic magic sounds easily crossed the mental barrier in his mind, rolling around like marbles, and his head was full of the sound of men's temptations.

"Yes, I am also your people, your followers."

Grande couldn't help but say it, and after he finished speaking, he suddenly closed his mouth, and he felt a chill down his spine, and boundless fear and gloom covered him.

He couldn't help but look at this man seriously, from his weak magic fluctuations, it could be seen that he was at least two levels lower than himself, and to be able to ignore his own spiritual barrier in such a leap, it would take more powerful soul power!?

Thinking of this, Grande didn't dare to underestimate this lord who didn't know the height of the sky.

"Mr. Grand, I know very well that as a noble Iceborn, you can't completely leave your pride behind and follow us into life and death, but it doesn't matter, follow me, and you will find that you regret following the Iceborn."

Grande's clear eyes became complicated, he knew his heart very well, and he was also very sure of his own thoughts, Grande was a man who valued honor, otherwise he would not have been at ease to stay on the border for years, and likewise, he was also a man who was eager to fight, hoping to show his great ability.

These two contradictions tormented him deeply, making it difficult for him to make a complete choice.

Wu Wenxu grasped his heart like this, so he wanted to indulge in the past, a man who can ignore the communication crystal, is enough to see his heart of meritorious service.

This matter is over for the time being.

Five days later, the Iceborn's convoy arrived at Camp Grand, where they stood in the cold wind for a long time, until one of the Iceborns unbelievably spread out the map and confirmed that there was indeed a scout camp in the area, and they were convinced that they were not in the wrong place.

They searched every nook and cranny and found no sign except for loose and thick snow, considering that the nearby camp had not been exposed to the fluctuation of the communication crystal, and remembered that there had indeed been cases of defection in the history of the Iceborn.

A summons letter began to be delivered, and not long after, the three words of Grande were completely put on the must-kill list by the Iceborn......

After that, Wu Wenxu's territory ushered in a wave.

During this period, a strange thing happened, the little ancestor disappeared in the territory without a trace, and knowing the news of its disappearance, Wu Wenxu felt lucky, the time bomb was placed in the territory, and sooner or later something would go wrong.

Everyone quickly forgot about the disappearance of the little ancestor, because the lizardmen drove the tide in full swing.

The number of lizardmen is very large, but wherever the land of the cursed can survive, there is a possibility of the shadow of the lizardmen, a group of enlightened lizardmen, began to intentionally or unintentionally, the name of Lord Diablo in the lizardfolk widely praised, more and more lizardmen heard about this great lord.

To be able to treat the lizardmen like a higher race, and to eat meat?

This kind of good thing suddenly exploded in the lizardmen, and countless lizardmen began to wade through mountains and rivers towards the legendary holy land, and now, Wu Wenxu heard the most words every day, that is, how many lizardmen came to the territory, what was the quality of those lizardmen, and so on.

Lord Lord is now contemplating magic power, it is difficult to see his true face of Lushan, Chenison has become the supreme commander of the lizardmen, the word commander, naturally Wu Wenxu gave him, he is very happy, and he also likes this rank.

Now, Chenison's position in the hearts of the lizardmen is thriving, and a week later, there are more than a thousand lizardmen in Wu Wenxu's territory!

More than a thousand lizardmen were a big trouble, and Wu Wenxu naturally couldn't support them for free.

The lizard warriors who survived the Battle of the Ice Descendants and became fierce and vicious were all appointed as generals by Wu Wenxu, but led by the Supreme Commander Chennison, they were like a wave suddenly rolling up on the ice field, and the unimaginable execution made Chenison feel that he was almost riding the wind and waves, exterminating countless tribes of lizardmen who did not obey him, and the reputation of Lord Diablo became more and more resounding.

Yesterday, Chenison's Legion of Guards even seriously injured a troll!

For seriously injuring this troll, it's dramatic to say.

Trolls are one of the brave and warlike races that curse the Icefields, they are large and close to humans, but they are much uglier and more twisted than humans, and their thick ice blue skin can make them resistant to the cold, and even resist the close-range slashing of iron weapons, whether it is placed in the Iceborn or the clan power, it is an indispensable existence.

Yesterday Chenison happily exterminated a rebellious tribe of lizardmen, and then harvested seven or eight new warriors, and when they returned to the territory with triumphant steps and a deliberately neat military posture, a troll spotted them.

Lizardmen exterminate the lizardmen tribe? Lizardmen in a military stance?

The troll scratched his head in surprise.

What made this troll even more unbearable was that the guy who was at the forefront, even uglier than himself, his unusually ugly eyes actually flashed with confidence and pride, seeing this scene, the troll couldn't help it at all.

Being the lowest race in the Ice Plains requires the consciousness of the lowest race, and the troll decides to pick up his huge, cold rod and serve them well.

"Spot the enemy, be serious!"

With a slender voice and an increasingly powerful majesty, Chenison saw the troll approaching with bad intentions, and he tried to make himself like the great lord, proud to be the lord's right and left arm.

"Roar!"

Provoked by the ants, the troll was amused, and for a moment his red hair was all open, and he roared wildly at the lizard people.

"Bang!"

He was completely dumbfounded, his dumbfounded, naturally because the lizard people did not run away from the desert as in the past, and the most important factor was that his left eye was pierced!

You heard it right, the troll's hideous eyes did have an extra blood hole, crimson with bluish blood, and the sharp pain of blinding his left eye, which made the troll scream and go straight away.

Chenison raised his revolver indifferently, and as the troll rushed at him like a fool wielding a club, a bullet wrapped around the orange light and tearing through the cold wind slammed into his right eye, and the troll finally fell to the ground screaming, unable to see his surroundings, and could only dance the stick like crazy, trying to kill the guy who had hurt him.

Bullets can pierce his eyes, but they can't pierce the troll's resilient skin, and although he wants to show another stroke of ink in his glorious history, Chenison resists the temptation, if he kills the mad troll, it will cost many brothers, and it is simply not a good deal.

Thinking of this, Chenison tucked his revolver into his crotch with his head held high, ignoring the deadly idiot troll.

The roar of the trolls in the snow continued, but Chenison's team marched away.

Chenison won't understand what a stupid mistake he made.

The wind and snow howled, with solemnity and gloom, the poor troll knelt down in the snow, great shame, ten fingers deep into the flesh, he looked up to the sky and roared in grief and indignation: "My people, I will kill you all!" ”

(End of chapter)