Damn it!

Is there such a thing, although it is not a friend, but, no matter how you say it, it is also a person all the way, seeing your own people being beaten, these people are still so calm and despise you!!

Zheng Qiankun only despised the calmness of Milot, others and Li Mao, but for that damn robber brother, Zheng Qiankun couldn't wait to cut Dole with a thousand knives and roast it.

Of course, if you want to roast Dole and eat it, you have to knock down the angry orc uncle first.

It's just that, according to the current situation, it is obviously not possible for Zheng Qiankun to defeat the naturally strong orc uncle, not to mention, in this still old tavern, in addition to the human beings at the table of Milot, the others are all green-eyed and green-skinned orcs, and now, these orcs are gearing up, and they also want to meet this Zheng Qiankun who dares to be so 'arrogant' in the orc territory.

That's right, it is precisely because this is the territory of the orcs, so Milot, these people don't want to help the troubled Zheng Qiankun, offending the orcs in the orc's territory, this is not what a smart person should do, you know, the orcs are a very united race, if their own people are insulted by people of other races, even if these two orcs are enemies with deep hatred, they will kill the people of that race.

That's why Milot and his party sat so calmly.

Besides, Milot and the others also believe that as long as they don't make a move, those orcs who watch the excitement won't make a move, in other words, as long as Zheng Qiankun wins this orc uncle, all the problems will be solved, of course, if the orc uncle gets it, Zheng Qiankun can only say goodbye to this beautiful and annoying world.

"Not going to make a move?" Milot asked the cat.

In Milot's view, Zheng Qiankun is an indispensable treasure of Li Mao, and it is difficult for Milot to let such a very important person as Zheng Qiankun risk fighting against orcs.

Li Mao smiled shyly......

"Aren't you too?"

"It's different, Zheng Qiankun is a very important chess piece for you, isn't it?"

"What do you think?"

"Of course. ”

Li Mao laughed without saying a word, and half-loudly, he asked Milot......

"What about you, follow Zheng Qiankun for?"

Milot didn't answer, he didn't like to answer other people's questions, it should be said that Milot likes to ask other people's questions.

Milot didn't want to say it, and Li Mao felt the need to help him talk about it.

"Because of the water god's pot. Li Mao said.

Li Mao's words piqued Milot's interest......

"The pot of the god of water, so what?" said Milot.

Li Mao chuckled.

"The kettle of the water god awakened for the second time, it has more powerful power, and you are afraid of this power, so you want Zheng Qiankun, a little beggar with the vision of God, to help you control the pot of the water god awakened for the second time. ”

"What do you think?" said Milot.

"Of course!" Li Mao did not show weakness, and he also learned the tone of Milot just now.

Milot and Li Mao looked at each other and smiled, they knew it.

Qiluke on the side couldn't stand it, such a passionless conversation really couldn't whet his appetite, so he simply looked at Zheng Qiankun and Uncle Orc, who were still fighting, which was much better than the boring conversation between Milot and Li Mao.

Clang!

It's a crisp sound...... Zheng Qiankun's silver sword was broken after all.

Facing Zheng Qiankun, who had no weapons, the powerful orc uncle took advantage of the victory to pursue, and his machete was to slash at Zheng Qiankun, who had just broken his sword.

Zheng Qiankun wanted to hide, but the orc uncle's machete was already close in front of him, even if Zheng Qiankun wanted to hide, he couldn't dodge, so Zheng Qiankun, who was cornered, instantly showed off his black fighting spirit.

As soon as the domineering black fighting spirit appeared, the orc uncle was forced to retreat a few steps, and at this time, Zheng Qiankun's broken sword had already covered the black fighting energy.

Before the sword arrived, the qi had already arrived, and Zheng Qiankun's broken sword was filled with strong killing intent.

The orc uncle didn't react for a while, the current Zheng Qiankun is like two people compared to just now, especially Zheng Qiankun's domineering black fighting spirit, the orc uncle couldn't imagine that Zheng Qiankun, who was still defeated just now, still left a hand.

When the orc uncle realized the danger, Zheng Qiankun's black broken sword was already across the orc uncle's neck......

The orc uncle couldn't believe it, he lost to Zheng Qiankun like this.

Not to mention that the orc uncle didn't believe it, and the orcs in this tavern were also difficult to understand, how could this Zheng Qiankun, who looked very weak, release such a terrifying black fighting aura.

Only Milot, who was not obviously surprised by Zheng Qiankun's victory.

As for that damn Dole, he was now opening his mouth wide, and he couldn't believe that Zheng Qiankun, who had been robbed by them, had such a skill, but when Dole remembered that Zheng Qiankun had told him that he was a royal knight, Dole's surprise turned into an epiphany......

"Damn, this guy really is a royal knight!!" Dole said secretly.

Doler was very excited now, he felt that there was such a royal knight covering him, and he would be afraid of Mao in the future.

Thinking like this, Doler wiped his mouth, and then, he came to the victorious Zheng Qiankun.

"Dare to ask for money, tell you, he's a royal knight!!" Doler said to the orc uncle.

Doler spoke proudly, as if he were a royal knight himself.

Doler's words made Zheng Qiankun stunned for a moment, but soon, when Zheng Qiankun remembered that he was robbed by Dole and these robbers in Shiya Mountain, well, Zheng Qiankun thought that he did fool Dole, saying that he was a royal knight. Although he knew that he was not a royal knight, Zheng Qiankun still enjoyed this kind of being looked at with surprise and awe, especially the orc uncle, who was unwilling just now, put down the machete in his hand.

"The Emperor...... Home Knights...... I lost, convinced. Uncle Orc said.

The orc uncle gave up fighting with Zheng Qiankun, which made Zheng Qiankun breathe a sigh of relief.

Zheng Qiankun's black fighting spirit can't last long, just for a while, Zheng Qiankun already feels very tired, after all, Zheng Qiankun's black fighting spirit is just a martial art copied through the Vision of God, such a powerful martial art, the current Zheng Qiankun can't do what he wants, if he wasn't forced by the orc uncle, Zheng Qiankun wouldn't have used the black fighting spirit that he couldn't fully master.

Zheng Qiankun couldn't help but glance at Doler, it seems that Zheng Qiankun feels that he should thank this robber who likes ** flowers, if it weren't for him, the orc uncle would not have admitted defeat so quickly.

Zheng Qiankun's eyes were grateful, but in Doler's opinion, Zheng Qiankun, a royal knight, was very optimistic about himself, so Dole, a robber brother, he felt that his backer was a little harder.

"Hey, hey, what look, haven't seen the royal knights!!" Doler snarled at the other orcs in the tavern, much to the orcs' displeasure.

If it weren't for the taboo of Zheng Qiankun, a royal knight, these orcs would definitely swear to their powerful dragon god, and they would definitely cut off this Dole's tongue and make soup to drink.

After the orcs in the tavern glared at Dore, the damned slave, they began to drink in twos and threes, talking about the things they cared about.

Soon, the tavern returned to its former liveliness, which made Zheng Qiankun breathe a sigh of relief.

Just now, Dole's arrogant words made Zheng Qiankun scared half to death, Zheng Qiankun knew very well that if these orcs were together, he would definitely finish the game.