As the saying goes, if you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, you can't become a big fat man in one bite, which is really true.

For example, I wanted to eat more, absorb more, and then let the light come more violently, so that my body could recover more quickly, so that I could get the queen out as soon as possible.

But I didn't think about it, a meal almost stopped me from eating, all my wishes were not fulfilled, but my stomach was upright, I couldn't vomit, I couldn't digest it, and I couldn't digest it, and that uncomfortable energy made me deeply feel the discomfort of being a pregnant woman.

As it turned out, I took it for granted, yes, my body function recovered a little, but by no means as much as I imagined, a belly full of fragrant barbecue, and I didn't digest a tenth of it for a whole day.

Even Tyran Foding's vigorous firing of holy light bullets at me didn't work, and the maggots on his body didn't drill out a few, but instead stuck out his tongue from Tyran Foding's tiredness.

I had no choice but to stay in my small room with a big belly and practice carving silently, because I was in the "enemy camp", I didn't dare to carve totem poles, for fear that the silver hand would find out my little secret, in fact, they only knew my benefits to the living at this time, and did not know that I could also improve the strength of the dead.

So, what if you can't carve a totem pole? According to me, can a living person be suffocated by urine? I can't carve a portrait without carving a totem? Can't you carve flowers, birds, insects, and fish? It's always okay to carve a table, chair and bench, anyway, no one stipulates that the undead can't have a special hobby, I can carve whatever I want, who cares.

This carving lasted two days and two nights, and the carving was dizzy, and my hands and feet were numb, and Tyran Fording finally told me in the early morning of the third day that I could go out of the castle and go around.

Immediately, I poked a knife into my finger in excitement.

"Really, can I really get out?" I asked mechanically looking up.

Tyran Fording said: "You can go out of the castle, but only near the castle, such as the martial arts arena or something, you should not go far away, it will not be good to surprise the people." ”

"Just do the martial arts, just do the martial arts." I said hurriedly.

Tyran Fordin picked up a small statue from the ground, frowned, and said, "Say something you shouldn't have said, you really ...... It's not suitable for being a carver, what kind of thing is this carving? ”

Nima, it's true that a dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth, and Lao Tzu has only been learning carving for more than a month, okay? Besides, buddy carving is not for art, buddy is carved for totem and strength. I said with a dark face: "What do you know, hurry up and take me to donate maggots, and let's go to the martial arts arena to fight." ”

For two days, I was used to donating maggots once a day in the morning and in the evening, and it was normal for Tyran Budding to take me to the basement, then take a bath and receive a baptism of light, and then be taken back to the small room by Tyran Fordding.

Although compared to the first five barrels, each time there was a small barrel, which displeased the two five big and three thick priests, but the lower the yield, the more serious the two goods, and the time of my baptism went from the first half hour to the next forty minutes, fifty minutes, until an hour last night.

This made me cheaper, and as the Holy Light continued to pour into my body, I also felt that my bones were getting stronger and stronger, and I could even vaguely feel that it would not be long before I would rise to the fourth order.

Moreover, as my strength continues to increase, my body functions are also slowly recovering, and I can't see anything from the outside, and I still have the same rotten and foul smell as before, but the food in my stomach is being digested and absorbed, which can be seen from my flat stomach.

So, for this forced baptism of Light, I just want to say, can you let the Ashes Messenger come?

"Warren and Gavin are on vacation today, so let's just go to the martial arts arena." Tyran Fordin said.

Furlough? The benefits of the Silver Hand are really good, but have you ever thought about my feelings, I love the Holy Light so much, a walking corpse of the Holy Light, you don't "purify" as soon as possible, and you still dare to take a vacation, is there still a little justice in your heart?

I asked, somewhat hopefully, "Aren't there any other pastors on shifts?" ”

Tyran Fordin looked like he was and said, "Oh, the Light is good for you, it's amazing. However, Warren and Gavin are really on vacation, and after seeing the two of them tired every day, the other pastors are reluctant to take this job, so you are also on vacation today. ”

After receiving the exact reply, I said viciously: "The silver hand is indeed corrupted, and there is no pursuit of justice and dignity in my heart at all, and I despise you. ”

"Say whatever you want, no one is here anyway, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and follow me to the martial arts arena, don't you want me to compete with the competition? Today, I'm going to let you know how good I am Tyran Fortin. Tyran Fordin urged.

Hearing what Tyran Fordin said, my heart itched, and I threw down the wood in my hand, pulled Tyran Fordin and walked out the door.

After walking more than 100 meters to the right, we arrived at the martial arts arena.

The exercise ground is not large, covering an area of less than 1,000 square meters, but one of the combat supplies is quite complete, including advanced training dummies, equipment racks, and weapon racks.

According to Tyran Fortin, this used to be the exclusive arena of his father, Tirio Fortin, after the disappearance of Tirio Fortin, it became the exclusive arena of Tyran Fortin, and now, it is the exclusive arena of high-ranking paladins and priests stationed at Madenhold Castle.

As for the others, excuse me, please go to the barracks behind Madhold Castle, where there is a more expansive arena, or you can also go to some of the civilian arenas in the Valley of the Hearth.

In short, this martial arts arena is not accessible to everyone.

At this time, there was a pair of strongmen in the center of the martial arts arena that was difficult to solve.

Tall and burly Saidan Dasohan and stout and powerful Alexandros Mograini, the battle between the two legendary heroes is not seen anywhere, especially since both are paladins and warriors who are known for their melee combat.

All of a sudden, my eyes widened, and I saw Mograine taking his Ember Messenger and slashing towards Dasuohan with the same momentum as a descending tiger.

Da Sohan, on the other hand, was unusually calm with a shield in one hand and a spear in the other, and as Mograini was about to hit the ground, he sideways dodged the oncoming Ash Messenger and stabbed his short spear into Mograine's side.

At a distance of just a few tens of centimeters, the short spear was accelerated into a lightning bolt by Da Sohan, and stabbed into Mograine's ribs with lightning speed, as if Mograini was no longer his subordinate and friend, but his tenth enemy......

Mograine's eyes flashed, and he forced a twist in the air, and even the ashbringer swept towards the short spear that stabbed him.

Bang!

Spears and swords collide, sparks fly, thunder roars, and holy light shoots out, just like Mars hitting the earth, gorgeous but full of danger.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

The two parted as soon as they touched each other, and there was a burst of warm applause outside the martial arts arena.

"Mograine, that's all for today!"

"Okay, we'll fight again tomorrow."

"Nima, is this the end? I haven't seen it yet! I said with some disappointment.

Tyran Foding pouted and said: "What's so good about this, every day is played, every day ends in a draw, except for the big movement, there is nothing to see." ”

Hey, this is a full man who doesn't know how hungry a man is hungry, this kind of battle between legendary heroes, even if it is a friendly exchange, is also of great benefit to ordinary people. Strength, skill, momentum and the use of power, the legendary heroes have all reached their peak, which is very instructive.

But people Tyran Foding is just tired of watching and tired of watching, watching Tirio Foding when he was a child, and growing up watching a series of heroes such as Ethan Lien, Mograine, Da Sohan, etc., really damn the second generation of rich, the second generation of officials, and the second generation of heroes, **** is too inhumane.

"Tyran Fording, what are you bringing this filthy walking corpse to the martial arts arena for? He didn't deserve to come to this sacred place at all. ”

Suddenly, a pleasant, soft voice rang in my ears.

Nima, the one who can say such vicious things in such a nice voice, can think of who it is with his heels, and it is Bridget Abydis's stinky.

I turned my head to look at the source of the sound, and sure enough, it was this stinky girl, at this time, she was pointing at Tyran Fording with one hand on her waist and the other hand, and reprimanded mercilessly like the eldest sister reprimanding the younger brother: "Have you been hit by a shield, a trip made you change your opinion of the undead, and now you are still friends with this filthy and stinking walking corpse, do you still have the persistence of the paladin, do you still have the glory of the paladin......"

In the face of Bridget's bombardment, Tyran Fording wilted like a frosted eggplant, and he was resigned, and he showed himself like a slave to the fullest, I really don't know why this stinky boy is so afraid of Bridget's stinky, it's too spineless.

Tyran Fording was afraid of Bridget, but I was not afraid, and at last at a certain moment when I couldn't listen anymore, I pointed at Bridget and scolded: "Dead three-eight, who do you think you are, reprimanding a great lord is the same as reprimanding a grandson, don't you think about where you are standing now?" That's the territory of Tyran Fordin, Tylan kindly took you in this dead Sanba who was killed like a lost dog by the natural disasters, you don't thank you, you dare to insult him in a grand manner, I want to ask you if you still have the glory of the paladin, the humility of the paladin, and the benevolence of the paladin, death Sanba, you don't have these, you are an out-and-out dead Sanba. ”

scolded all the time, scolded me so refreshed, scolded me so relaxed, how comfortable Sensei was.

"You ......" Bridget may have never been so abused and humiliated since she was a child, as soon as I finished scolding on the phone, Bridget was anxious and angry, blushing like a freshly baked Peking duck, but just like that, she couldn't say a word, just pointed at me and shivered, as if I had a cerebral thrombosis.

"What are you, don't you dare to reply to me when I tell me about the central matter? If you want me to say that when facing the great lord of benevolence and etiquette, Tyran Foding, you can just be an honest follower girl, and make Tylan comfortable, and I can't say that Tylan can accept you as an eight-room aunt on a whim. "I have to be unforgiving and continue to humiliate Bridget.

"Rifeng, don't say it, please don't say it, I don't like her, I don't like her at all, she's too fierce, not feminine at all, let alone a good wife and mother, I really don't want to marry her!" Looking at Bridget, who was about to go berserk in a rage, Tyran Fording almost burst into tears, pulling at my sleeve and pleading, almost pulling my sleeve down.

It's just that this kid was so frightened by Bridget that he forgot to lower his voice, and he said all the words in his heart out loud in a daze.

So, Tyran Fording and I were in tragedy.

"Tyran Foding, Sacred Wing Sunwind, I'm going to duel with you, duel!" Bridget yelled, and then rushed at us with her sword raised, looking completely insane.

However, the two of us just came out of the castle, and we didn't even have time to eat a bite, so we didn't need to mention weapons or anything, and Bridget was different, a sixth-order paladin, a tyrannical rex, and a peerless weapon in her hand.

Without any hesitation, I pulled Tyran Fordin and ran towards the arena, screaming as I ran.

"Help, the female tyrannosaurus has killed someone."

"Paladin, don't glorify the sword against two innocent passers-by who are unarmed."

"Hell, isn't the Valley of the Hearth the base camp of the Silver Hand? Why are there all the thugs here? ”

……

It didn't take more than two minutes for Bridget to reprimand Tyran Fording, to me fighting and insulting Bridget for Tyran Fording, to Bridget being angry and raising her sword to hunt down Tyran Fording and me.

So much had happened in such a short period of time, and everyone in the room was dumbfounded, and couldn't figure out why Bridget and I were scolding.

But fortunately, when Tyran Fording and I fled to the center of the arena, Mograini finally reacted, although he was also very angry that I was open-mouthed, but after all, I was still useful, not only did I not get a steady supply of Holy Light Maggots, but I also couldn't explain to Sylvanas, and more importantly, Bridget not only wanted to kill me, but even Tyran Fording had to end it together, which made Mograinei have to stop Bridget's crazy moves.

Bang!

Easily knocking Bridget's weapon away, Mograine held Bridget down and said loudly: "Bridget, remember that you are a paladin, and you must know patience and fraternity. ”

"Yes...... Can...... No, Ember Bringer, I must fight them in a duel. Bridget had tears in her eyes, but her tone was still full of anger.

Mograini said, "Okay, but can you equip them with weapons before the duel?" ”

"Good!" Bridget said cleanly.

"Eldest sister, use a cattle slaughtering knife to kill chickens, where do you need you to take action in person for the two of them, just leave it to me and Sally." At this time, Bridget's henchmen also came to her side, and one of the young men said.

Bridget's eyes were full of hatred and hatred, she turned her head to look at the man who was speaking, and then said fiercely, "Give me a good lesson for both of them." ”

"Tyran, who are the men and women?" Standing behind Mograini, I whispered to Tyran Fortin.

Tyran Fording pointed to the two people who walked out from behind Bridget and said, "The male is Paladin Renaud Mograini, who has just entered the fifth order, and the female is the priest Sally Whitemane, fourth order. ”

"Damn, it's actually this dog man and woman." I exclaimed.

Mograini looked at his eldest son with a dog-legged cheap look, and he was angry, and when he was about to open his mouth to reprimand, he heard a "dog man and woman" behind him, and immediately, Mograini held the reprimand back to his stomach, patted Renaud Mograini on the shoulder, and said: "Don't be polite to that walking corpse, beat me hard." ”

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4,400 words chapter, don't you want to do something? (To be continued.) )