Chapter 170: Winged Terrans

"Ah~~" The priestess let out a desperate scream, and the red blood "liquid" spurted out of her body, staining her snow-white priest's robe red, and the muscles in her body trembled a few times because of the pain.

The hot blood flowed down from the top of his head, staining his eyes red and flowing into his mouth, and the salty and sweet blood "liquid" stimulated his beastly "nature" hidden deep under the cowardly surface, and the scene of being wantonly insulted by this team member just now kept reappearing in his mind like a spell.

"Ah~~~~~" Oldem roared violently into the sky, staring at the eyes that didn't know whether it was red for blood or blood-red because of the beast's "sex", staring at the female priest who was full of pain and kept twisting her body, and pulled out the **** vigorously, bringing up a blood flower, and then "inserted" it hard, and then pulled it out, and then "inserted" it down, and so on, and the drenched blood mixed with a little bit of minced meat dyed the surrounding area of Oldem into a blood-red "color" slaughterhouse......

"Vomit~~" The onlookers at the scene couldn't stand it anymore, some timid people vomited on the spot, and more people looked at Qin Feng with fear on their faces, the person who gave the order to ask Ottem to kill someone.

Qin Feng turned around expressionlessly, looking at the somewhat crazy Otem, an inexplicable look flashed in the corner of his eyes, and the mysterious man under the black cloak kept staring at Qin Feng through the black veil of the cloak, not knowing what to think.

After a while, Oldem finally exhausted his strength, stopped his frantic actions, and regained his consciousness, when he saw the broken corpse in front of him, the flesh was blurry and unrecognizable, and the intestines were green. When the internal organs were all over the ground, the initiator of all this, Ottem, couldn't help but lean over and vomit.

A smile crossed the corner of Qin Feng's mouth, turned around and walked towards the bar, and dropped a sentence from afar:

"Follow me. ”

The cloaked man hesitated for a moment before following him, and Otem, who was still vomiting, finally stood up with the help of Madness, though his legs were still shaking.

Inside the bar. Qin Feng sat in a white shirt, and on his left hand was Oldem, who was covered in red with blood and exuded a pungent smell of blood, as well as Mad Tianxiong, and the mysterious man in the black cloak sat opposite. The mercenaries and caravan members who had witnessed the whole incident were all hiding in the corners from afar, looking at Qin Feng and the others who were sitting in the middle of the bar with uneasy expressions.

"Little girl of the Winged Terrans, don't wear this disgusting thing anymore, although it makes no difference between you wearing it and not wearing it in front of me. Qin Feng didn't wait for the mysterious man to speak. Said with a smile.

The mysterious man was silent for a long time, and then took off the black cloak on his head, revealing his true face—

A head of blond hair, a slightly pale face, and two faint eyebrows. A pair of expressionless eyes, a slightly pursed mouth, and a beautifully made thin gold-colored light armor that protects all the vital points. At first glance, it looks no different from a human.

Qin Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of strangeness, and a signature smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As if he saw what Qin Feng meant, the female winged man hesitated slightly, and with a "Peng~" sound, two wings that seemed to be like birds stretched out from behind through the space on the back of the golden armor, like an angel, but without the holiness of an angel.

"Angel?!"

"Wingman!"

Two very different voices rang out in the bar. Then all the people reacted that there was only a winged man in front of them, and then more people looked at this winged woman greedily, in some slave trading places, a winged woman is equivalent to the price of two female elves!

A few bold people seemed to have forgotten the skill of the female wingman to solve a mercenary team that was not weak in combat just now, and quietly took a few steps closer to the female wingman.

Qin Feng's originally expressionless face flashed a touch of murderous intent, and the temperature of the entire bar dropped sharply, and the crazy Tianxiong sitting next to Qin Feng "touched" his bare head, looking at these mercenaries who were still immersed in the dream of making a fortune with pity.

"Humph!"

A slight snort. Definitely slight. Because whether it was Mad Tianxiong and Ottem sitting next to him, or the female winged man sitting opposite Qin Feng. They only felt that their voices were no different from their usual voices, but the group of mercenaries who boldly surrounded them had suffered.

They only felt a hum a hundred times louder than thunder ringing in their ears, and the whole person only felt as if something had exploded in their heads, and they all fell to the ground, blood gushed out from their eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouths.

Ancient Chinese martial arts - lion's roar.

The death of this group of greedy and bold mercenaries made the other mercenaries who were still immersed in the dream of making a fortune shudder, and looked at Qin Feng with no expression in fear, as if Qin Feng had nothing to do, they paid the bill one after another, and left the bar as if they were fleeing, leaving only Qin Feng and the other four and those few words of corpses that were gradually getting colder.

"Tell me where you came from. Qin Feng glanced at the bar waiter who wanted to speak and stopped, and asked directly to the female winger.

"Are you like this to all ladies?" the female winged man's face flashed with a strange 'color', and then smiled at Qin Feng and asked.

"Don't try to use this method to reap the benefits of the negotiation, there are some things that you little killer can't afford. Qin Feng glanced at the female wingman coldly, the cold light flashed, and said leisurely.

The female wingman only felt that her heart was violently shocked, and an inexplicable sense of humility involuntarily came to mind, which was the instinctive submission of the inferior to the superior.

The female winged man stabilized herself, put away the smile just now, and barely maintained a shallow smile and said, "So, Your Royal Highness, should I call you His Royal Highness Prince Tagore, or should I call you His Royal Highness Qin Feng?"

Qin Feng didn't care, and suddenly "revealed" a trace of inexplicable bright smile, and looked at the female wingman opposite with a smile.

"No, Your Highness, I just want to have an equal conversation with you on behalf of the Winged Terrans. Seeing Qin Feng's smile, the female wingman on the opposite side trembled, and hurriedly shouted. His eyes showed a look of fear.

Qin Feng looked at the female wingman with a smile for more than ten seconds, then smiled violently, and said to the female wingman expressionlessly: "One last chance, tell me your intentions and conditions." ”

The female wingman was silent for three seconds, sighed softly, and said, "The Winged Terran Temple's golden-armored warrior chief Didivi Fabiostina, on behalf of the Winged Clan. Extend my best wishes to His Royal Highness Prince Tagore, the Tiger King, Lord of the Mayan Wasteland. I hope that you will help our Winged people out of their current situation, and we will obey the rules you have laid down for the other races free of charge. ”

"Is this a declaration of allegiance?" Qin Feng said as he looked playfully at the female winger.

"Your Royal Highness, if you can treat us as you would any other race after helping our Winged Race resolve this unprecedented crisis, then we are willing to pledge our allegiance to you. Di Di Wei took a deep breath and looked at Qin Fengzheng.

"The dwarves can help me forge weapons, the Titans and Berserkers are my bravest soldiers, and the goblins are skilled in architecture and design. He is a rare skilled craftsman, then, tell me, what can you Yiren bring me?" Qin Feng asked lightly as if he was unconscious.

"We ...... We winged terrans are born killers. He is proficient in wind magic and space magic, and can also perform short-term invisibility ......" Didiwe hesitated for a moment.

"In other words, it's a thief. Qin Feng said mercilessly.

"It's not the lowly thieves, we're the killers!" Dediwe replied, blushing.

"Nothing else? It seems like I've killed countless people. But I have never assassinated anyone, and I still have to feed you, I have to help you solve your crisis, if this deal were to be replaced by you, would you do it?" Qin Feng ignored Di Diwei's defense and continued.

"We ......"

"What's the matter, even you don't feel like you can get by, don't you?" Qin Feng said as he looked at Vivian's face becoming more and more pale.

"Your Royal Highness, as long as you are willing to agree to help us Winged Terran solve that problem. I...... I'm willing to be your slave girl. Vivian looked at Qin Feng's expressionless face, gritted her teeth, and straightened her plump breasts with a red face after speaking.

"Hehe~~ Do you really think you're so valuable?Or are you so confident in your own conditions?" Qin Feng laughed lightly, his gaze swept over Di Diwei's erect chest, and shook his head.

"You...... I...... Your Royal Highness, just say it directly, what do you need?" Di Diwei's face was red and white, and it was obvious that his proud capital had been hit, and finally said in a low voice.

"I need you to share some of the precious information of the land for thousands of years with the rest of the alien race. I know that you Winged Terrans are the only race of all the aliens that has preserved the historical materials of 10,000 years ago and some precious technology. Qin Feng said lightly.

"That's all?" Di Di Wei looked at Qin Feng with a stunned expression. Asked incredulously.

"What, do you think I'm too demanding?" Qin Feng glanced at Di Di Wei and asked.

"No, no, no. Your Royal Highness, are you sure that there are only these requirements, and don't add any other requirements?" Di Di Wei looked at Qin Fengdao with a strange expression.

"The rest of the land is the same as other alien races, and your winged people should be no less than 20,000 people, right?" Qin Feng asked softly as the corners of his mouth curled up in a strange arc.

"Yes, there are twenty-three thousand seventy-two people in our winged people. Didiwe replied honestly.

"So, I want an intelligence team and an assassination team, don't you mind?" Qin Feng said with a smile like a wolf grandmother.