As soon as the words fell, a woman appeared out of thin air in a place that had been empty not long ago.

The woman is between thirty-four or five-five, and although she is middle-aged, she looks very well-maintained, she does not look very old, and there is no wrinkle on her face.

She was dressed in a thin dress, with a bewitching figure and a charming expression.

Looking at such a charismatic family, the male priest couldn't help but snort, his cheeks flushed, and his eyes stared straight at the middle-aged woman's buttocks.

The woman crossed her waist with one hand, posing in a graceful posture, and her face did not hide her dissatisfaction: "Have you seen enough?" ”

"It turned out to be ...... Ahem" Elund coughed dryly twice, and after trying to ease the atmosphere, she flattered: "Lord Mozro, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you have become more beautiful than before!" ”

The middle-aged woman known as Mozro was not happy with Erlund's flattering words, and was only disgusted: "Don't play tricks on me, I'm here to talk to you this time, and I'm going to be so old and improper." ”

Elende smiled and said, "Yes, yes, you said yes, Mozro beat people, but I don't know what you came to me for?" ”

Without an immediate answer, she walked in front of Erlund with bewitching steps, and finally put her hand on Erund's shoulder, and **** gently.

Erlund thought it was some kind of affair, his face was red and his heart was beating, he couldn't help but salivate several times, and he wanted to make a move but he was hesitant all the time.

Just when Ellund was about to take it anymore and was about to test it, Mozro put his arms on the back of his neck and said softly and charmingly: "This matter is not in a hurry, I have something I want to ask you before I go." ”

Elund swallowed again, his eyes locked on the murder weapon on Moshiro's chest, and he replied with the thought of knocking the other party down: "Lord Moshiro, just say, as long as I know, I will definitely know everything." ”

Mo Ziluo sneered at this, and suddenly there was a cold murderous aura on his body, his fingernails pressed against the back of his neck, and there were faint arcs of electricity flashing on his fingertips: "Say, why is that monster of Barot here?" ”

Elund broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly explained: "Lord Mozro, you listen to my explanation, I really don't know why Barot is here. ”

Hearing this, Mozara pushed his fingertips closer to the back of Elund's neck, and his nails, as sharp as knives, easily cut through the skin, and two drops of blood oozed from the wound.

In addition, the cyan arc of electricity on Mozra's fingers suddenly rushed into his body through Erlund's wound, and then through the blood vessels to the heart, he only felt that his body was numb, and his whole body became weak, and it was already very reluctant to stand, even if he wanted to resist at this moment, it was impossible to do it.

At this time, Erlund was already sweating profusely: "Lord Mozro, you are ......"

"Do you think I'm as easy a deception as a three-year-old?" Mozro laughed angrily, "Say, did you betray the organization and reveal our information to Barot?" Otherwise, at this critical juncture, why did he just appear here? ”

Elund was so anxious that he was about to cry, and he wanted to cry without tears: "Lord Mozro, the little ones really don't know why Barot is here, I only know that their destination is Kama City, not the capital of the kingdom you said. ”

Mozara had a hint of doubt: "Kama City? What are they doing there! ”