As the soldiers of the Holy Dragon City in charge of the vigilance were deployed, it didn't take long for a dull sound of shackles to be heard from the entrance of the dungeon. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The sound of metal rubbing against the ground was connected, and it was obvious that there was a large group of people moving slowly upward, and there was no need to guess that it was the newly released elven captive.

Yue Qianhua and the others looked at the entrance intently, with a pretty face with a cloudy expression.

Not long after, two Holy Dragon City monks in black armor, each carrying a long knife and a rifle, walked up.

Their faces were tightly obscured, revealing only a pair of eyes as sharp as falcons.

The two monks glanced around, then silently retreated into the shadows, blending in perfectly with the shadows.

If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't have been able to spot the two monks, as if no one was there.

After discovering this situation, Yue Qianhua and the three of them glanced at each other, and the expressions on their faces became more solemn.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa......"

As the sound of metal crashing got closer and closer, a mercenary of the elven clan finally walked out of the dungeon.

This mercenary of the elven clan is not very old, and his appearance is very handsome, but his complexion is extremely poor.

The combination of emaciated cheeks, sluggish pace, and slightly glazed eyes makes it impossible to believe that this guy is a haughty elven man!

The arrogance and conceit of the past are now gone, and all that remains is numbness and decadence.

Seeing the miserable appearance of this elven mercenary, Yue Qianhua and the three of them raised their eyebrows, wanting to say something, but in the end they didn't speak.

Becoming a king and defeating a king, they fell into the hands of the Holy Dragon City and were not killed, it is already a great luck, what more do you want to want?

As for preferential treatment of captives, hehe, for aliens, there is no such thing.

The elven mercenary was looking around indifferently at this time, and when his gaze fell on the three of Yue Qianhua, the wooden eyes finally fluctuated a little.

This elven mercenary, whose heart was as strong as iron and did not frown when the knife slashed at his body, actually had a trace of mist in his eyes at this time.

At this moment, he finally realized that the three people of his own clan in front of him should be messengers who came to redeem him.

A heart that had already been numb also began to beat violently, making his chest blocked, as if something was about to erupt.

At this moment, he really wanted to shout loudly to express the bitterness in his heart.

But at that moment, a big foot in military boots slammed into his back, causing him to stagger forward a few steps and almost fall to the ground.

At the same time, a cold snort rang in his ears, cold and unforgiving.

"What are you in a daze, you blocked the door and didn't let others out?"

A Holy Dragon City warrior glanced at him indifferently, then returned to the queue and ignored him.

The corners of Yue Qianhua's mouth twitched, and after glancing at the elven mercenary, he continued to look at the entrance of the dungeon.

At the entrance of the brightly lit dungeon, mercenaries of the elven clan were constantly coming to the surface, and then according to the orders of the warriors of the Holy Dragon City, they gathered together obediently.

These unruly fellows have been repaired and completely lost their temper, and they are as well-behaved as little sheep.

After half a day, when no more prisoners appeared, the staff of the underground prison began to check the registration.

One by one, the elven mercenaries stepped forward and reported their names and ranks, and after checking that they were correct, someone would remove their shackles.

The ransom is different for different levels of mercenaries, so it must be counted one by one.

More and more mercenaries were freed, and then they staggered behind Yue Qianhua and the others, and their originally dead cheeks began to have a trace of anger.

While rejoicing in their redemption, they also secretly swore in their hearts that even if they were killed, they would never return to this place.

That kind of terrifying experience like closing a small dark room almost drove them crazy!

When the last elven mercenary was released, the staff had already completed the count, and then reported the total ransom to Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhen turned his head to look at Yue Qianhua, and then saw the Green Soul Lord standing behind her step forward and hand over a bag of brain beads to the staff member.

After checking it, confirming that the number of brain beads was correct, Tang Zhen ignored Yue Qianhua and the others, and turned around and left directly.

For these guys, Tang Zhen is really too lazy to deal with them, not to mention that they are asking for themselves now, so there is no need to give them a good face.

Yue Qianhua and the others didn't have time to talk to Tang Zhen about the next cooperation matters, what they had to do now was to appease and take care of these mercenaries and let them recover as soon as possible.

After all, when it comes to attacking Cold Moon Tower, they still need to fight hard!

gathered these captives together, and then Yue Qianhua and the others took them and left the inner city together.

At the gate of the inner city, the group of elven monks who had been waiting for Yue Qianhua finally saw her, and they also saw the group of clansmen who described it as withered.

It's just that the way they look now looks worse than those wanderers!

Seeing this, an elven monk couldn't help but curse loudly: "This group of lowly human races, it's really damned!" ”

As soon as his words fell, he heard a cold voice suddenly sound: "Boy, do you dare to say that sentence again?" ”

The elven monk frowned, turned his head to look in the direction where the voice came from, and saw a sturdy blonde man, staring at him coldly.

The blonde man was wearing a suit of black armor and had a cigarette in his mouth, looking very loose.

A strangely shaped black pistol and a walkie-talkie were hanging loosely around his waist.

It looked like a fool, but the murderous aura emanating from him was like substance, and his slightly narrowed eyes stared at the elven monk even more.

The conversation between the two immediately attracted the attention of all the elven monks and onlookers, and they all looked at the two of them in unison.

The elven monk glanced at the strong man, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he snorted lightly: "I'll just say it again, what can you do to me?" ”

The blonde man spat out a smoke ring and replied in a seemingly casual tone: "Again, I can't do anything to you ...... either"

When the elven monk heard this, the contempt in his eyes became even stronger, and he mocked: "Since you don't dare to do anything to me, then shut up for me immediately, I don't know whether I live or die!" ”

Blocked at the gate of the city before, this elven monk held his breath, wherever their group went, they were respectfully entertained, how could they have received such a cold reception?

Now that he met this blonde man of the celebrity race, he just found an opportunity to vent.

When the onlookers on the side heard this, their faces turned different, and they all cast contemptuous glances at the blonde man.

I was so tough just now, but when people asked back, the blonde man immediately coaxed, which is too embarrassing!

The blonde man's face didn't change, he just snorted coldly and continued: "I mean, I won't do anything to you, but as long as you repeat it, I'll kill one of you, understand?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings suddenly fell silent!