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"Hey, isn't this Brother Fern?"

Link feigned surprise and greeted Fern the Fish-Man Warrior, only to receive a roll of Ferne's eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this regard, Link must have understood, after all, even if he was attacked for no reason, he would be extremely unhappy.

So, he laughed directly:

"The High Priest is looking for me, but I'm very busy here!"

Before Fern could speak, he saw the water splashing, and the Merman Priestess slowly rose from the water, and asked Link:

"Now, Lord Link has time?"

Link sneered in his heart, but said cordially:

"High Priestess, long time no see!"

The High Priest's eyes shone with wisdom, and he said softly:

"I've got my name, it's called Bo!"

Link paused for a moment and said:

"Forget it, I'll call you High Priest!"

"It's good!" The high priest nodded, and then, his expression became more and more solemn, and he asked in a deep voice:

"I wonder if Lord Link, have you forgotten one thing we agreed upon?"

Link nodded, then shook his head and asked with a blank expression:

"I don't know, the high priest is talking about ......"

The Fishman Priestess sneered in his heart, and then, he asked Link:

"On that day, we agreed that you would help us get back to the Fish-People, and I, having fulfilled my promise to help you prevent others from entering the island within a month."

Now that the Fishman Priestess had lifted the veil of exchange of interests, Link also put down his hypocritical smile and asked lazily:

"Really? So why is Hope Island now full of pig-headed people, kobolds, even vampires, gnomes, dwarves, goblins, this is what you call a good promise, they have not landed on Hope Island without hindrance. ”

"And they burned my outposts and killed my people, and that's how you did your word."

In the end, Link sneered and said indifferently:

"Does such a promise count?"

The fishman priest's face turned cold, his silver hair was windless, and he asked lightly:

"So, you're not going to keep your promise?"

Link shook his head and asked rhetorically:

"No, I want to know where these aliens come from, or I won't think you've fulfilled your promise."

The Fishman Priestess closed his eyes, and the warrior Fern standing behind him said angrily:

"Link, the High Priest is trying to block those powerful beings, but ......"

"That's enough, Fern!" The High Priest stopped Fern's words and said in a cold voice:

"You should go and patrol the lake, and get all the fishmen together."

Link smiled slightly, blinked his eyes, and asked in extremely innocent and kind language:

"Could it be that the High Priest has contacted Princess Etheline?"

The Fishman Priestess nodded, looked at Link with an inexplicable gaze, and said:

"Thank you!"

Link sighed lazily, rubbed his eyebrows, and asked speechlessly:

"I'm surprised, the Heart of the Ocean has been handed over to you at the beginning, even if it is a holy relic that has lost its holy power, but it has also made you contact the mermaid princess Etheline, why should you bother with my previous promise?"

But the great priest of the fishman answered the question:

"Oh, it looks like Your Highness has contacted you!"

Link shook his head, gritted his teeth, and said:

"No, just a message!"

The Fishman Priestess asked curiously:

"What a message!"

Link wilted and said:

"Two words, thank you!"

Belch!

The mermaid priestess was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't hold back a chuckle, even if the princess has changed, but the princess of the mermaid clan is still so smart? For no reason, a little mermaid with bright eyes and bright teeth and a strange elf appeared in front of the old guy's eyes, presumably, the current Princess Ethleine should be as beautiful as Princess Chrissy!

Link scolded his mother in his heart, because he thought that he had put that little girl's skin together, who knew that people had already calculated, but he was entrusted with the 'Heart of the Ocean' to this old fishman, presumably when this old guy returned to the Crystal Palace, he would definitely be able to take a steady step and become a legendary magic saint.

Fish-man saint!

This almost means that the epic is not out, the ocean is invincible, and when he sits in the Crystal Palace, Ethelyn does not have to worry about the forced marriage of the future Warcraft Emperor - Ganlov!

So, Link, who was in an unhappy mood, asked directly:

"Say it! What the hell did Athelyn tell me to tell me? ”

The old fishman smiled slightly, looked at Link with an inexplicable look, and said softly:

"Her Royal Highness the princess asked me to tell you, welcome to the Crystal Palace!"

Link nodded speechlessly and said:

"Okay, then I'll go."

The old fishman asked indifferently:

"Oh, I'll take all the warriors that the princess gave you."

"Slow!"

Link hurriedly waved his hand and asked repeatedly:

"What? Etheline sent me a batch of fighters? How many people? What rank? ”

The old fishman glanced at Link faintly and said softly:

"A hundred little fishmen."

In an instant, Link's eyes went dark, needless to say, this is to make himself a nursery again!

However, in the face of the current situation of the extreme shortage of naval personnel, Link could only nod and say:

"Okay!"

The old fishman nodded, and sank into the lake, and a whisper came from Link's ear:

"Young man, get out of this island! Even though, you would call this place hope! ”

An inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of Link's mouth, and he said to himself:

"Yes! This is hope, the hope of the gods......"

A moment later, a hundred little fishmen came to the dock, and the old fishmen rolled up a wave, enveloping thousands of fishmen, directly down the Red River, their destination should be the inland sea of the Endless Sea, where is the sea of Warcraft.

"Have a nice trip!"

Link whispered, then handed over the little fishman to Xiao Rang, and said in a deep voice to Yu Baosi:

"Hold the flag!"

In an instant, the Tianxingdao Banner stood on Yu Baosi's huge body, and the Hope Collar was full of majestic battle intent!

Whew-w

Zhu Wu stood on the wall, looked at the more than 1,000 pig-headed people who were howling, and asked Shi Qian:

"Brother Shiqian, are you sure that the vanguard here is a pig-headed tribe?"

Shi Qian nodded, and said:

"Strategist, this is information I got from my personal reconnaissance."

Zhu Wu smiled softly, looked up at the fading light curtain on the hope collar, a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently:

"It's okay, let this pig-headed tribe be the first tombstone of Hope's transformation!"

Then, he turned abruptly and shouted at the crowd of people who were inside the wall, ready to go:

"This battle will be won!"

Hua Rong, Sun Xin, Gu Sister-in-law, Sun Erniang, and other card heroes all raised their arms and shouted:

"Victory, victory!"