The years are like a ruthless junior, you inadvertently run away with others, leaving only the mottled marks of the years. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The four seasons rotate, yin and yang alternate, and it is another spring and autumn passing, but the years have not left any changes.

Augustus is still so big, the only change is that Augustus finds himself more and more unable to resist his face!

The first thing that happens when you wake up in the day is to wake up by yourself!

Recently, the eyes of others looking at Augustus have become more and more burning, just like when Augustus first saw the portrait of Taizu.

This made Augustus very uncomfortable, but it can't be helped, who made me so handsome! In fact, I just need to be a beautiful man quietly!

Augustus's mental activity could not be concealed from Jizo, and he saw Jizo obediently make a mouth open and want to vomit.

"I know this handsome guy is good-looking, but you don't have to deliberately empty your stomach just to see your brother more! Well, since you have sincerely requested, I will be merciful to give you an autograph of my brother! Augustus skillfully took out a business card from his pocket and wrote his name in a flowing manner, Augustus patted Jizo's arm and encouraged, "Jizo don't worship brother, brother is just a legend." ”

In response to Augustus' narcissism, Jizo immediately responded, "I choose death!" "Jizo's figure collapsed like a bubble, turning into a black light, merging into the forehead of Augustus, for all this Augustus has long been surprised, our Jizo-sama is not the first time to strike!

Jizo is like this, and when he is unable to resist, he always retreats to the front line of the coffin.

Regarding Jizo's evasive behavior, Augustus said hehe, there are some things that can't be avoided.

"Hello Patriarch!" As Augustus passed by the clan's hut gathering place, one by one the Jizo of the Black Mountain clan took the initiative to say hello to Augustus, could something happen!

Looking at the absent-minded Augustus Jaryana and said to her son in disgust: "Hurry up and dress up, wait a minute, it's your five-year-old patriarch succession ceremony."

"Succession ceremony?" It turned out that the Black Mountain Clan had been suppressed by the Bright Demon Clan all year round, so the death rate of the patriarch was very high.

Once the heir reaches the age of 5, he automatically succeeds to the position of patriarch, and the current patriarch becomes the elder of the precept house, which has to be said to be the sorrow of a vulnerable group.

Augustus's father, Karamanda, is dead, and Augustus is five years old, and it's time to inherit the Black Mountain Clan.

The Black Mountain Clan has been suppressed enough by the Light Demon Clan, and now this burden has finally been passed to the hands of Augustus.

Early the next morning, Augustus was pulled up from bed by his aunt Marina, and after grooming and dressing, Marina began to concoct a special pigment.

The pigment was an earthy yellow mud with a faint earthy smell, and Truth Nai took out a strange herb and took out a pounding pestle and medicine paste.

As Shina carefully grinded the herbs of these things, a faint herbal fragrance completely covered up the earthy smell.

"Auntie, what is this?_?A smell of herbs?" Augustus looked at the paint in front of him, and the more he looked at it, the more it looked like I was a camouflage thing in the special forces.

"This is a makeup tool for sacrificial gods, my aunt can't do this, or I have to have High Priest Lao do it!" Marina bowed into the distance, "It's hard work." ”

At this moment, under the curtain of the room, a rickety goblin appeared, and the wrinkled face of the High Priest of Akar was full of smiles, dressed in golden threads, wearing a crown of black stone, and holding a silver scepter.

"Miss Marina smiled! As the patriarch of the Black Mountain clan, Augustus should do this, and looking at the way of Augustus reminds me of Karamanda, which comforts me.

Think about Karamanda back then. Black Mountain is the number one master of my goblin twelve clans, and he intends to break through the curse and ascend to the fourth level of knights.

If it weren't for the intervention of the Light Demon Clan, our clan would have seen a large number of masters above level 4 rush out of the Cappuccino Plateau and re-emerge between the planes. ”

As he spoke, Akar's kind face turned hideous, "Damn the Demons of Light!

Ruined my Kalamanda!

Ruined the future of our goblins! ”

"Isn't there still me? Grandpa Akar! I, Augustus, will surely become the supreme king of the goblin clan, and re-emerge from the countless dimensional planes of the Cappuccino Plateau. On Augustus's immature face, the usual oily and smooth tone was retracted and replaced with a solemn and mysterious tone.

Augustus, who was out of tune, solemnly swore a solemn oath to the high priest of Akar. If usually the truth Nai will only make me unscrupulous, but at this moment the truth Nai believes! I believed it for no reason.

"Let me paint a god costume for you, rob the girl, and the revitalization of our clan is hopeful!" Akar's hands trembled with excitement.

"In the name of plunder, plunder everything, money, beauty, glory, luck, fate, what's yours is mine, and mine is mine.

May the raiding maiden bless those in front of her, and the goblins will be eternal!! The High Priest of Akar picked up the brush and quickly traced the ancient sacrificial patterns on Augustus's face, and the plain paint surged into a strange power in Akar's hands.

"Praise be to you, maidens of raiders, you are the ruler of the thieves, you are the protector of the robbers, and you will exalt the throne and ascend to the high! Thou hast ascended, and hast plundered, so that the heavens shall become thy property. You are the king of the raiders, the lord of the goblins, and we have come from you, and because of you we have made it holy. Thy priests come out at dawn to wash their hearts with laughter; The sacred wind, with music, blows through your golden strings. At sunset, they embrace you like a cloud shining on your wings. Thou hast passed the zenith, and thy heart shall rejoice; Thy early morning and twilight ships have been met with good winds, and for thousands of years, thou art the source of new life. Time rolls up dust under your feet, and you never change. Creator of time, you have transcended all time. As the voice of the High Priest spread, the goblins of the entire Black Mountain clan began to respond.

"Thou hast passed through the closed door behind the night, and hast made the soul that lies in sorrow rejoice. The truth of the language, the peace of the heart, arise and drink your light, for you are yesterday, and today and tomorrow. Praise be to you, the maiden of robbery, the final destination of all things! ”

With the sacrificial song, a golden divine power emerged, quickly blending into the sacrificial pattern on Augustus's face, giving the pattern a trace of divine brilliance!

Augustus, who was a pig's foot, had a look of shock in his eyes.

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