After lunch, Iron Slag returned to VIP Room No. 1 to rest for a while. By the time Dr3713-02-6 arrived, at 7 a.m. Yincheng time and 93 p.m. S. Set, Iron Slag woke up, and after the assembly was completed, he took Ju Amu and other logistics personnel to drive twenty wild cattle pickup trucks and two fuel tankers to the Elta gathering place north of the fortress before dark.

"Ruta!" When he saw the iron slag, the Flame Hammer roared, opened his arms, and hugged him heavily.

In front of the three-meter-tall Elta strong man, Iron Slag was like a child, and was solidly picked up by the other party. With his feet off the ground, he suddenly felt uncomfortable, especially the smell of sweat mixed with a special smell on the Casting Fire Hammer, and then remembering the last time he saw the picture, it made him even more disgusting.

Then, when he saw the vehicle and fuel he had sent, Hammer roared again and hugged him again. This time, the iron slag was alert, and he flashed sideways directly, making the giant man more than three meters tall pounce in the air.

Looking at the iron slag that was superficially understated, but secretly tensed his body, the fire hammer touched the back of his head and laughed.

A moment later, the Hammer summoned all the men, women, and children of all the gatherings, lit a bonfire, held a grand party, and entertained Iron Slag and his entourage with "mulberry and pear paste". In the night, in the orange-red light of the fire, young men and women of the Elta tribe sang and danced around the bonfire, warmly welcoming the guests from other races. For a moment, their deep and loud singing resounded in the sky......

"This ...... Can this sand pear be eaten? During this period, Ju Amu, who was also from Tieshan Town, asked at Iron Slag while eating the paste in the food bowl.

"It is said that you can eat it with the fruit of the sea mulberry." The latter replied.

"Ah......h After a while, he said thoughtfully, "Brother Tie, we can plant this kind of mulberry tree in the wilderness, and we can solve the food problem in Tieshan Town." ”

"It's not time yet......," Iron Slag said, waving his hand, "There must be many people who know about this recipe, but no one has promoted this technique so far, and it must be pressure from the World Parliament." ”

"Why is that?" Ju Amu asked inexplicably.

"The people on the ground are fed, who will work for them?" Iron Slag asked rhetorically.

Hearing what he said, Ju Amu put down the food bowl with a puzzled face, thought hard for a while, and finally figured it out, immediately clenched his fists hard, slammed the ground hard, and scolded in a deep voice: "It's really not a thing!" ”

"Ruta!" "Ahh "Ruta!" "Ruta!" "Ruta!" "Ahh

"Wow!" "This girl is so cool!" "It's beautiful!" "Let's jump one." "Ruta!" "Ahh

At this moment, the bonfire reached its climax, and amid the shouts of the men of both races, a tall, plump, graceful and beautiful Elta woman staggered to the bonfire in the middle of the venue. At this moment, she was wearing a short skirt with a thin slit at the waist, and a light gray cloth strip tied around her chest. Looking down further, the exposed abdominal muscles are clear and distinct, and a golden umbilical ring is pierced through them. If you look closely, there is a small gold chain hanging on the umbilical ring, like a small tail sticking out of the umbilicus, swaying left and right with the twisting of the waist, which is both mysterious and playful. In addition, she was dressed in delicate rings in many places on her body, and on her long pointed ears, she wore a slip of gold rings of different sizes, which shone a pale golden luster in the starlight, and when a light wind blew, it seemed that she could hear the sound of metal colliding between the gold rings.

This El Ta woman, who is smoky and charming, and exudes a deadly temptation all over her body, is the most beautiful woman in the gathering place, Su Yu.

In the flickering firelight, the feathers danced. Her dancing is gentle and graceful, and her snake-like waist twists in a thrilling arc, sometimes like a winding river, sometimes like a wisp of ethereal green smoke. When he looked back with a faint smile, he turned all beings upside down and charmed everything. Suddenly, the men in the audience all swallowed their saliva in unison. Rao is an iron slag is well-informed, and women who are more beautiful than her have also seen it, but she can't help but feel hot and restless, swallowing saliva. If it is purely about physical appearance, Su Yu is not as good as You Ge, Lina and others, and even less than Mu Yu Lily of the Valley, who is out of the ice and snow, but her unique seductive charm and body shape far beyond human beings, just in an instant, it has caused an incomparable visual impact, and the mouth is dry and admirable.

"How? Spend the night here tonight. The Flame Hammer said mysteriously as he pushed the slag of the iron slag that had fallen into a slump with his shoulder. The latter was pushed by him and staggered, almost falling to the ground, and then came back to his senses and declined his invitation with a little crampedness.

"Don't you like women?" Flame Hammer immediately asked in surprise. In his impression, no male can resist the temptation of Suyu, unless the other party has other hobbies.

"Hmm." As soon as Tie Slag nodded, he realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly changed his words, "I like ......"

"Why do you like it......" The Flame Hammer frowned and groaned, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his head, and he suddenly slapped his thigh, and suddenly said, "I know, you humans like virgins, otherwise, when you come over next time, I will bring Suyu's sister to you to know, and in a few months she will be an adult......" As far as he knows, some Haflin's complexes towards virgins are almost paranoid, maybe the Havlin in front of him is just nostalgic about Suyu's past, so he will refuse again and again.

Without waiting for the iron slag to begin, the Flame Hammer continued to introduce, "She is the apprentice of the Great Witch, she is beautiful and smart, you will definitely like it......" Crisp Feather's sister is called Crisp Luo Wind Talk, "Crisp Luo" is her name, and "Wind Whisper" is the "True Name of the Contractor" given by the "White Robe Wizard Association" after the Elta people became wizard apprentices. Suluo was a little prettier than her sister, and Hammer believed that if the Haflin saw Sulo, he would be fascinated by her.

"Let's talk about it later......" Iron Slag replied ambiguously, not wanting to dwell on the issue any further. This flaming hammer is also too enthusiastic, and every time he comes, he has to arrange a woman, and I don't know how the Elta people have such a custom and like to share women with friends.

In fact, the concept of the Elta people is similar to that of humans, and the reason why the Flame Hammer does this is because of his personal preference, and his consistent philosophy is: "If you want to identify with and understand a group, the best way is to talk to the women of this race, talk about love, and then have a shot." The second is that he wants to get acquainted with this different Havlin from a deeper perspective. In his opinion, there should be more diplomatic relations between the Erta and Havlin, learning from each other's strengths. However, neither the royal family of the Elta nor the upper echelons of Havrin seem to be interested in the matter. Perhaps it is because both sides are proud of their own civilization and regard the other as inferior. As the vast majority of Eltars use in describing Havlin, they use such slurs as "weak, cowardly, cunning, monkey, chicken......" and so on; And when Havrin called the Eltas, he was also quite contemptuous, such as: "demons, barbarians, natives, stupid big people, pigs and ......" and so on.

"Ruta!" "Ahh "Let's do another dance." "Big girl, I love you!" A few minutes later, amid the cheers of the people, the crispy feather bowed his head and drew a perfect end to tonight's bonfire.

When all was said and done, Iron Slag got up and asked for his resignation. Before leaving, a strong Elta man walked over, stood in front of the iron slag, and gestured while saying in a lingua franca that he was not very proficient in...... Ha...... Haflin ...... Use...... Warrior...... Hillock...... Gangzawa ...... Think...... I want to go with you......"

"Come with me?" Iron Slag wondered.

The Flame Hammer next to him hurriedly stepped forward to explain that since Gangzawa was defeated by him last time, after several days of repeated thinking, he had the idea of "wanting to follow Havelin Warriors to the human world to learn".

"Gangzawa is a great lad and my cousin, if you are willing to accept him, he will be your most loyal spear, no matter who you are targeting, even me, he will rush up and fight without hesitation."

Iron Slag thought for a while, although this matter didn't sound like much of a problem, after all, there are giants who are more than two meters tall in the human race, and Gangzawa is only a little special, but the Elta people appear in the human world, and he doesn't know how others will look at it, and he doesn't know if Gangzawa himself can adapt. However, Iron Slag has always been a very simple person, and since the other party wants to follow him, and it looks good, he doesn't think much about it anymore and directly agrees.

After a few hours......

Iron Slag returned to Tyre Fortress with Ju Amu, Gangze and others. After entering the gate, Iron Slag pointed at Gangze and said to Ju Amu, "Amu, you are responsible for familiarizing him with our customs and rules here, and teaching him to use the lingua franca. ”

"This ...... Tie Ge ...... I...... I haven't read a book...... I can't write......" Ju Amu blushed and stammered.

"No, I'll just go to Bai Xiaoyun." Iron Slag said.

"Okay." Ju Amu nodded in response, and then left with a new look of steel ze.

As soon as Ju Amu left, Qin Ke'er hurriedly greeted him, saying that a team of Templars from the expeditionary force had come to the office and was waiting for him to return.

Iron Slag frowned, not remembering what else he had to do with the expeditionary force. But since it's here, you can't see it. As soon as he reached the fourth floor of the fortress, before he even entered the office, more than a dozen Templars dressed in white "daylight" power armor stood in a row, waiting for him in the passageway.

When they saw Iron Slag, they first bowed their heads, and then the Templar led by them stepped out of the queue, holding a communicator in both hands, and said, "Lord Iron Slag, the princess asked you to contact her immediately." The tone was respectful, but there was a hint of non-questioning.

Iron Slag didn't say anything, took the communicator and dialed it.

"Little scumbag, where have you been?" After connecting it, there was a crisp voice from there, without a trace of impurities.

"Carry out the mission of garrisoning the fortress of Tyre." Iron Slag replied earnestly.

"Your task now is to accompany me." Gongist said in words and in a righteous manner, and there was no room for negotiation in that arrogant tone, "If you don't listen to your sister, your sister will let them arrest you back." As soon as he finished speaking, Iron Slag noticed that more than a dozen Templars had taken advantage of the gap between his words to form a siege around him, and they looked like they were treating prisoners.

After Iron Slag finished speaking, the Templar captain bowed his head and said, "Lord Iron Slag, our aircraft is already on standby on the platform, and we will go to Quicksand Town in a moment, transfer to the 'Sparrowhawk Three' in the Princess Mansion, and return to Central Silver City." ”

"Wait......" Iron Slag sighed, "let me have dinner first." ”

"Yes, Lord Irons." The Templar captain stood up and saluted, answering in a loud voice.

Looking at the other party's serious and serious appearance, Iron Slag couldn't help but roll his eyes, and he was slandered in his heart. It's just that people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads......

PS：

I've been hurt a lot these days, and one of the authors in the same editorial group persuaded me to be a eunuch and asked me to write "novels that the public likes to read", "fantasy, there must be conflicts in the first three chapters, and there are novels that pretend to be forced to slap the face".

I said it's not necessary, my book still has a lot of readers and friends.

As a result, he said, "You are only 90 per book, and on our side, even the most rubbish novels are more than 500 per book, and if I write a small white text, there are at least a few hundred per book, and you are only 90 per cent, so why do you have readers to read it?" Forget it, your book just won't be read, don't lie to yourself. He also said, "With your writing, write an urban essay that is a super madman chasing school flowers and pretending to be rich and handsome, and the results will definitely be a hundred times better than now, not to mention anything else, at least you can make some cigarette money." ”

However, I was speechless in the face of his statement.

Indeed, the average subscription of 90 is the kind of fighter jet in the street, the kind that has been exposed to the sun on the road for several years, and looking at the thousands or even tens of thousands of subscriptions from others, I only feel deeply traumatized.

I said, friends urging more, don't rush, my subscription is not enough to buy a few packs of cigarettes, I write books every day, is it to prepare to cultivate immortals and become gods, don't eat or drink? Even if I achieve positive results and don't eat or drink, my family still has to eat, right?

If possible, please try to give some subscriptions, that is, ten or twenty yuan. You know, the money for a quick meal of your food can give me great confidence that our iron slag can go further, at least ......

There is no need to be so embarrassed, so thorough, so naked by other authors.

At least it can give me a little confidence, and I can still hold my head up in the group of the book station.

Friends, I beg you to subscribe, I beg you to ......

Finally, to clarify, I am Zongheng, Zongheng Chinese Net.