Xiaobai, like all soft girls, grabbed Hao Yun's clothes and stuck out a small head from his back to check the situation. Hao used one hand to protect her, glaring at the two drunks who were humming on the ground.

The two mercenaries did not pick up a single life at all, and by the way, they saved the consciousness of the entire continent. He only lay on the ground and hummed, looking miserable.

According to the standard routine, if he moved his own female ticket, even if it didn't work, even if it was just premeditated, Hao Yun should have broken these two scum into pieces.

However, his mentality is still at the stage of ordinary people, the female ticket is harassed by a drunk, and it is over that when he beats people down. The two of them were lying on the ground and lost their ability to resist, their faces were covered in blood, and he was a little difficult to mend the knife. Hao Yun can kill those depraved mercenaries in the valley, but he can't do the feat of killing the whole family without saying a word like Long Aotian.

Objectively speaking, if he were Long Aotian's kind of character, Xiaobai would not like him.

"Let's go." The anger subsided, and Hao Yun pulled Xiaobai. The soft girl nodded, and the two were about to leave.

"What? The person who moved our blood bats wants to leave like this? ”

Sure enough, there was a gloomy voice next to him. (Why is it true?) ）

Hao Yun and Xiaobai turned around and saw a group of fierce-looking mercenaries walking next to them, killing Matt in various shapes. There are those who wear rings on their noses, those who wear a large string of dead man's ears around their necks, those who lead a monster whose name cannot be named, and those who crawl on all fours, making it look like the scene of the ten wicked people.

The leader painted his face and upper body with white paint, half of the bangs hung down with the hanging face to block half of the face, and the other half of the face's eyeballs were blood-red, and I don't know if it was pink eye or writing wheel eyes.

He was holding a huge serrated knife with blood stains on it, and even minced flesh stuffed into the crevices of the serrations.

He was wearing an obviously extraordinary chain mail, but the cloak behind him was made into the shape of a bat wing, and Hao Yun's eyelids jumped when he saw it.

Hao Yun can accept a big-breasted beer girl in a bikini with two furry wings tied to her back, but this is unacceptable - this hair has not been washed for hundreds of years.

The batman who wrote the wheel walked up to the two of them, and he stared greedily at Xiaobai.

"Earned!" He thought to himself. Boss Farah is afraid that he has long had enough of that yellow-faced woman, if he takes advantage of this time to send such a stunning color, the lame wolf boss will be happy, and his status will not rise.

His eyes became more and more greedy, and the soft girl was so frightened by his eyes that she retracted her head.

…… You shrunk your yarn.

Hao Yun looked at the blood bats surrounding him, and snorted coldly: "Then what do you want?" ”

It just so happened that I hadn't beaten the drunk enough, he thought to himself.

"How?" The bat man laughed twice, and suddenly snorted coldly, "You get out, the woman stays!" ”

"Big ...... Adult"

Before Hao Yun could make a move, the fat man behind him was sweating profusely and sticking his head out of the caravan, "Just now these two are going to flirt with Miss ...... first"

"Dead fatty, you really want to die!" A wild boar man in the blood bat screamed and slammed the double knife in his hand, causing the fat man to roll back into the car in fright.

"Then let's talk about it." Hao Yun doesn't care, there is no psychological burden on slaughtering this group of scum. Low appearance is not a crime, low appearance does not want to save money to find a stick, but does not wash your hair all day long, this is a great crime!

The people of the Blood Bat drew their weapons and forced them up with a smirk. Xiaobai trembled with fright.

"Little White ......"

"Hmm... Well? Miscellaneous... What's up? ”

The soft girl's voice was shaking, and she couldn't even finish her words.

Hao Yun sighed helplessly: "Can you not be so into the play, I will be in the play if you are so in the play." ”

"Oh." Xiaobai instantly returned to normal, "Didn't you tell me not to laugh?" ”

Mr. Hao Yun Hao didn't bother to quarrel with her, you didn't smile on your mouth, you were laughing all over your body. Soul light!

"But you can't do it, these are much more powerful than yesterday's."

"If you can't do it, you have to do it, how can there be a reason for girls to fight."

"You're a straight man!"

Hey? Is this reconciled? Didn't you say favorability - 99999?

"Enough!" Batman is fed up, are you two sprinkling dog food? "Brothers, go on, chop off this little white face."

"Stop!"

Hao Yun's palms pushed back and forth, and he was about to play music, when a majestic voice interrupted the battle between the two sides.

It turned out to be General Augustine who had arrived in a hurry, followed by Cynthia and a large number of guards.

"Bloody Eyes, what's going on?!" The old general held his big sword and asked the bat man, apparently the two sides had dealt with each other.

"It's okay, it's okay." Blood-eyed laughed sympathetically, causing the Blood Bats to put away their weapons, "Just kidding the two children." ”

"On my turf, you be honest. Get lost! ”

"Hehehe......"

The bloody eyes didn't get angry, and they saluted the old general awkwardly. It's just that after turning to leave, his blood-red eyes are full of viciousness.

"Augustine!" He thought viciously, "Soon! Soon! ”

Cynthia ran over and took Xiaobai's hand: "Are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, Sister Cynthia, it's just two perverts."

The gentle female mage comforted Xiaobai and praised Hao Yun again: "Hao Yun is good, I know how to protect girls, and there is progress!" ”

"Hahaha!" The little brother didn't know how to answer, so he had to scratch his head.

"Oh yes." Xiaobai thought about it and walked to the caravan, "Dead fat, very righteous!" ”

Apologize for being so arrogant, how can Xiaobai have such a strong sense of superiority over creatures like fat people.

The dead fat man smiled innocently, rubbing his hands back and forth.

"Let's go, General Augustin is waiting for us."

"Got it."

Xiaobai turned to leave, Hao Yun thought about it, and dragged behind to buy the ring with the fat man.

"Ahh I don't want money, I told you to give it to the beautiful lady. The fat man said that he would not make a bid.

"Oh, it's ink."

Hao Yun complained, he saw that Xiaobai and Cynthia had already gone away, so he casually took out something from his briefcase and stuffed it into the fat man's hand without saying anything.

"Na, na, no, change your ring."

After speaking, he quickly picked up the ring and chased after Xiaobai.

The fat man looked at the palm-sized black sheet in his hand, with many small squares on it, and unrecognizable symbols were drawn.

"What's this?"

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Augustin said that he wanted Cynthia to accompany him for a light meal, but in fact, the old man had prepared a dinner party of no small standard. In the military, efficiency and simplicity are emphasized, but the ideas of the elderly must also be taken into account.

In the Middle Ages, the transportation was inconvenient, and there was no mobile phone Weibo, and it was too common for friends to be separated for more than ten years. The old general was old and knew that he couldn't afford to wait for the next ten years, so he tried his best to let Cynthia, the prospective granddaughter, stay for a few more moments.

The dinner was held in the training hall of the fortress, but there was no greeting, notification, or gift reception for the nobles, which was in the barracks after all.

The training hall is said to be training, but in fact, it is used as a non-commissioned officer canteen, so it is very spacious and can accommodate a hundred people without looking crowded. The ceiling is about five meters above the ground, and although there are candlesticks hanging from it, it is only lit by torches. In addition to the battle flags and inlaid insignia hanging down from the surrounding walls, torches were also inserted. Coupled with a bonfire lit in the center of the hall, it made the inside bright and warm.

A couple of fat maids roasted two lambs over the campfire, and they had already brought baskets of bread, chowder soup stewed in the kitchen, and wine in clay pots to the long table, and were now busy with the main course.

General Augustin and Cynthia sat at the long table, Xiaobai and Hao Yun accompanied Cynthia, and on the other side sat a group of the old general's subordinates, all of whom were mid-level generals of Semirga.

The low-ranking generals and several leaders of the mercenary group in the back mingled around the campfire, drinking wine and eating the large pots of barbecue meat brought to them by the servants.

They were not qualified to sit at the table, but they were drinking and eating meat on their shoulders, and they were making loud noises.

The old general looked at the atmosphere of the scene and nodded with satisfaction. If it weren't for his disgust with Wang Du's hypocritical communication, he would have gone back to retire a long time ago.

"What about the Julies?! What about Hutton?! The old general sat on the main seat and greeted his officers, full of energy, as if he were giving orders on the battlefield.

"Julius and can't stand up!" Someone shouted.

"Fuck it!" Augustine scolded angrily, "It's soft on the belly of the mother-in-law!" ”

There was a burst of laughter.

Julius was a city gate official and was notoriously lascivious. On several occasions, he collected a "human flesh tax" from girls who entered the city, and was whipped by Augustine.

Cynthia, who was sitting next to the old general, took a sip, she was really old and didn't repair, and said this in front of the lady.

"Hutton is repurposing the squad." This was the answer of the old general's secretary, and he was afraid that the general would forget, and he glanced at Cynthia.

"Okay, everyone! Bring the sheep up! The veteran waved his hand.

Hao Yun and Xiaobai just ate a little politely, and the medieval banquet couldn't get into the mouths of these two foodies who were raised by the Celestial Empire.

It's so oily, the seasoning is only salt!

Old man, I'll shrink with you, you eat so much beware of high blood pressure and arteriosclerosis, it's not a joke!

The two of them were embarrassed to take out the potato chips and eat them openly, not only were they not enough, but they were also troublesome to explain. So these two living treasures put the potato chips on their knees, took them out one by one, and secretly put them in their mouths.

Are you taking music lessons?

General Augustine ate very happily, sometimes turning his head and reprimanding his men viciously, and sometimes talking to Cynthia very kindly, and his face changed so quickly that it was jaw-dropping.

There is meat and wine, which naturally contributes to the show. Before the start, a soldier went outside and grabbed two jugglers in, and now the atmosphere was almost over, and the soldier kicked one of them into the middle.

It appears to be an acrobatic dwarf, dressed in half-red, half-yellow, like an apple. The gnome quickly saluted the general, then placed a large wooden ball on the ground and put a plank on it.

The dwarf jumped on the plank, twisted left and right a few times to regain his balance, then took out a few throwing knives from his pocket, and just like that, he slowly moved the balance of the wooden ball under his feet, and threw the throwing knives up with both hands and caught them.

This is probably some kind of assassin training, the half-red and half-yellow dwarf gave up such a good profession as an assassin and became a juggler, which can also be said to be a creation and man. It's a pity that the audience didn't buy it, and everyone watched the boring yawn, so they almost didn't cut him with a sword.

At this time, the dwarf, who was trying to perform, lost his balance and fell to the ground screaming. There was a big jar of wine underneath him, and his whole head was stuffed into the jar, and he couldn't pull it out. At this moment, two throwing knives fell, one left and one right, and stuck in his buttocks.

Are you a hemp?

The hapless dwarf, with a clay pot on his head and two knives stuck in his buttocks, ran around the hall frantically, and then slammed into a pillar, and the clay pot shattered, and the others were blindfolded, and then fell to the ground in a daze.

It turned out to be a funny artist!

His performance was a huge success, and the hall erupted in applause, and the rude soldiers squirted the meat out of their mouths with laughter.

Even General Augustine laughed out loud in spite of his demeanor, slapping the long oak table loudly and throwing a few coins at the gnomes.

The second performance is less characteristic, the grandfather, who is said to be a bard, strikes a five-stringed harp with a small hammer and sings a widely circulated hymn to the creator god.

This is a real cross-border expert, from the perspective of the sound of the piano, this uncle should have been a cotton-playing person, and from the perspective of singing, he must have received rags.

Now, the uncle stands on his stage as a bard. If it were the stage of the earth's audition, this kind of controversial singing (let's call it a song) would surely make the judges close their eyes, leaving tears of emotion, excitedly saying that it was "resonance from the soul".

At this time, the uncle on the stage finished his story and talked about his dream with tears: "I want to sing, I want to bring singing to more people!" ”

A large number of people cried on and off the stage, and the next day, the various fan groups of Uncle Q Qun appeared like locusts after the rain on Weibo. The battle between brain-dead fans and brain-dead black gradually escalated, and finally XX Daily had to stand up and adjudicate right and wrong.

What do you think the uncle can rank in the end? I think the top three are as steady as dogs.

This phenomenon can be described in one word:

The wind of the world is declining, the hearts of the people are not ancient, the yellow bell is destroyed, the tile kettle is thundering, the wise men are not greedy, the chickens and ducks are jumping wildly, and the pigs and dogs are barking.

- Nonsense, of course I know it's a long word.

It's a pity that there are not so many routines in the world of Gryas, and the local natives find it difficult to hear, so they have to boo the uncle out of the game. This poor uncle could have climbed to the sky in one step on earth, and he could only get some leftovers here. Isn't it wrong to say that you are a rural plane?

"Over the years, it's been getting less and less common to see bards." General Augustine sighed at Cynthia. When he was young, the industry was like a carp crossing the river. In the royal capital, a little white face sang a little song, triggering waves of trends.

Cynthia suddenly smiled strangely: "Grandpa Laman, there is a top bard here!" ”