Alan stood in the middle of a group of dwarves, looking at Giselle with his pants lifted in embarrassment, his face slightly reddened.

At this time, Master Dogan was grabbing his belt, and several dwarven elders were holding his thighs.

Just now, he just stretched out his hand to pat the Daogen Master away, but another dwarven elder pounced on him with an agility that was extremely unsuitable for his size, and almost didn't pull his pants off.

Caught off guard, Alan almost walked away, but fortunately only a small butt was exposed.

Giselle smiled coquettishly beside her.

If it had been before, Alan would have kicked them all away, but he suddenly felt that these dwarves were more difficult than the ogres outside the city gate, and he didn't dare to be ruthless, so he pulled a dwarf away, and out of nowhere, several dwarves hugged him tightly.

Alan looked at the dozens of dwarves around him who seemed to be ready to be generous and righteous at any time, and said angrily: "Have you made enough trouble, hurry up and let go, the ogre will hit the door in a while, and then I can't help even if I want to break through to the Muru Mountains." ”

Master Dogan grabbed his belt and didn't let go, and stubbornly shouted: "No, you can't go, and the fall of Hammer Fort won't let you die." “

"You see how I look like a golden dwarf, let go, who will go if I don't go? If you don't let go, I'll beat you. Alan scolded angrily: "Get out, you are stopping me, then who do you say is going to break through?" ”

Dozens of dwarves pointed to Babylon the Great, with a well-weathered physique, and said, "Let him go." ”

Alan said helplessly: "Isn't he going to die by himself?" How did he destroy the dimensional rift by himself. ”

"Who cares if he dies or not, you can't go anyway." Master Dougan didn't let go, and shouted for the other dwarves to stop Allen.

Alan didn't struggle anymore, hugged his belt and said, "Okay, I'm not going, everyone is here waiting for death." ”

Big Babylon covered his stomach and smiled beside him, and said with a wink: "Haha, the chief is actually a golden dwarf, a dwarf. Haha, I'm dying of laughter. ”

Alan gave him a blank look and explained to Master Dogen: "You must be mistaken, Lao Tzu is even a barbarian chieftain is a foreigner, how can he still be your golden dwarf lineage." ”

"Then how can you take the heart of a dwarf?"

"How do I know, I just picked it up like that, and besides, Lao Tzu's dragon strength and comprehension of the barbarian battle ring, wearing a giant beast belt, not to mention picking up your broken iron hammer, the dragon Lao Tzu dares to go up and fight closely."

"Then you're the Golden Dwarf! I said yes, yes. ”

Alan patiently explained: "I said it, I'm not a golden dwarf, look at my head, which looks like a dwarf, have you ever seen such a burly dwarf?" ”

"Yes," Master Dougan nodded affirmatively.

Alan asked suspiciously, "Who?" ”

"You!"

Alan was also completely convinced, and said patiently: "I'm really not a golden dwarf, you must have recognized the wrong person." ”

"Then how can you take the heart of a dwarf?"

"I didn't know, I just picked it up."

Master Dogan stubbornly said, "Then you are the Golden Dwarf!" I said yes, yes. ”

"You've ever seen such a burly look... I'm going to Nima, you're endless. ”

Alan suddenly felt that this Hammer Castle Commander with a brain in the water would definitely be happy friends with Easter, and they could repeat the words back and forth all night without getting bored.

He felt that his head was about to explode, and he was not Thor, and the broken hammer was not Thor's hammer, so why did these dwarves believe that they had the blood of the golden dwarves.

If it weren't for the fact that the mighty Babylon couldn't pick up the hammer for a long time, he really wondered if the dwarves had set up a trap for themselves.

Master Dogen said solemnly, "I can't let the last remaining golden dwarf on the continent disappear on the Garnia Plains, you can't go anyway. ”

"Babylon the Great, even if he breaks through to the Muru Mountains, he may not have enough time to destroy the rift in the plane, right? You dwarf winter melons have no combat effectiveness at all, and my companions are tired, who else do you think is suitable? Let's not talk about whether I'm a golden dwarf or not, I have to solve the ogre problem right now, if De Niro doesn't want to go with me, I don't bother to waste time with you. ”

A dwarven elder next to Master Dogen, after looking back like a chicken thief, whispered to everyone: "The golden dwarf can't go, but isn't there a human race sword saint inside, let him go." ”

Several dwarves nodded in agreement, and even the Dogen Master, who had always been afraid that the Sword Saint would die and cause trouble here, followed suit.

Alan smiled bitterly: "Look at what that blind old man has vomited blood and vomited, don't you want his life?" ”

The chicken thief dwarf elder retorted: "He also kept coughing a few days ago, didn't he still show his strength just now, it's okay, he can't die after spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood." ”

Master Dogen nodded approvingly and said, "Anyway, he will cough to death sooner or later, and it will be the same if he dies early or late, and you can't go anyway." ”

Big Babylon twisted his ass away from a few dwarves next to him, walked up to Eren and gave him the dragon halberd, and said anxiously: "Chief, don't talk nonsense with them, let's go and destroy that crack, and I can brag and brag when I return to the tribe in the future." ”

De Niro beckoned a few people to lift the sledgehammer on the ground, and said to Allen: "Boss, you should quickly throw away the broken dragon halberd, it is too disrespectful, I have long said that the broken stick is too ugly, strange shape, or change the dwarven heart of our Iron Hammer Fort, only such a holy relic is worthy of your identity!" ”

Alan glanced at the unsightly sledgehammer with disgust.

What kind of broken thing is this, it's also a holy thing, who have you seen use such a broken hammer as a weapon, it's better than your own dragon halberd, anyway, these two things are not good-looking, one is uglier than the other.

Master Dogen couldn't convince Allen, so he had to propose a compromise and said: "Then don't go anywhere, let your companions call for help, and you will lead our people to continue to guard Hammer Castle." ”

Alan looked at a group of dwarves who had no combat effectiveness at all, and said helplessly: "No, in that case, Iron Hammer Fort will definitely not be able to support the reinforcements to come." ”

"Fall, fall, you can't go anyway, the Iron Hammer Fort will fall when it falls, and there are countless Silver Hammer Castles and Copper Hammer Forts, but the blood of the golden dwarves just can't be broken."

Alan and Master Dougan stared at each other, and neither of them could convince anyone.

The dwarven elder who had just been a chicken thief stood up again, and said a little obscenely: "You can go, but you must leave the blood of the golden dwarf." ”

"What do you mean?" Alan asked confusedly, "How can you stay!" “

The Elder of the Chicken Thief clapped his hands, and saw seven or eight female dwarves walking out behind him.

All of them are plateau red, all of them have big beards, all of them are less than one meter tall, all of them have waists and buckets, and they look at Alan with a big butt twisting a millstone, looking at Alan with silky eyes, looking like they want to refuse and are too shy.

If it weren't for the fact that these female dwarves still had a few strands of hair on the top of their heads and a particularly gaudy red flower, ordinary foreigners would really not be able to distinguish their genders.

Master Dougan said obscenely with the appearance of a senior bustard: "They are all in the ovulation period, and they are all virgins!" Cheap for you. ”

Alan felt that he had been mentally emasculated under the gaze of these female dwarves.

Babylon the Great looked at his chief with envy, and his mouth was full of snarishness。。。。。。。。。