I instinctively was full of vigilance about the dryer at this moment, and a sense of crisis that I had never felt before came to my heart, as if the dryer at this moment had indeed mastered the power to hurt me. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I attacked tentatively, starting with the long-unused crossbow in my sleeve, and as I rushed to the dryer, I aimed an arrow in his eye.

But the dryer just flicked a spear and blocked it.

I threw myself to the side of the dryer, and the dagger in my left hand reversed and stabbed him in the lower abdomen, which was undoubtedly blocked by the swing of his spear. I clenched my dagger, and with a sharp force of the dragon's tendons, I was about to pull the spear over. As long as the spear is out of the dryer's hand, he can't hurt me.

But what I never expected was that the two-meter-long iron spine point steel spear in the dryer's hand suddenly split in two from the middle, and my strength was instantly empty, and my left hand slammed into my chest. The left hand of the dryer was reversed, and the upper half of the short gun suddenly stabbed at my throat like a poisonous snake.

I was short and sealed, but I didn't prevent the lower half of the short stick in his right hand from slamming into my side like a broken pocket, as if I had been struck by lightning, and my body was numb in an instant, I lost my center of gravity, and was kicked away by the dryer.

This is the third time, and the third time today that I have been kicked away by this guy!

I struggled to get up, feeling a little disobedient to the left hand that had been pumped by the dryer, probably injured. The lack of pain is this bit of trouble, and I don't know how much I hurt.

I moved my arm, and the thought came to me: should I seal him with the twilight of the gods?

As soon as the thought came to him, an excited cry came from the entrance of the cellar, and another somewhat familiar voice came: "Dryer, Emmons, here you are!"

I tilted my head and saw that it was the dragon who had been fighting the dryer in the hotel earlier. I smiled hard and said hello.

Long immediately noticed the situation on the field and wondered, "Why did you two fight?"

I smiled bitterly: "I don't want to fight with this guy either, isn't there a big search going on above, I'm afraid that the dryer will make too much noise here and be arrested, so I'm going to take him to some hidden corners to hide, but this guy is so powerful after drinking too much......"

Long suddenly laughed: "What are you kidding, this guy is just that little bit of goodness, what's so difficult to deal with, you dodge and dodge, see how Ben Shaoxia cleans him up!" As he spoke, Long suddenly pulled out the Tang knife on his waist, and the whole person seemed to be one with the Tang knife, exuding a completely different atmosphere when I first met him in the hotel.

The dragon suddenly stepped on the cellar full of wine, and his feet stepped on the water, but he did not sink.

"Look at my peerless skill in crossing the water!" the dragon roared, a lightning sword stabbing into the dryer's gun-holding hand.

In terms of length, the dragon's Tang knife is a little longer than the half of the gun in the left and right hands of the dryer, as the so-called one inch is long and one inch strong.

But what I didn't expect was that the dryer blushed, his hands suddenly closed, and the separated left gun and right stick actually restored the iron spine point steel gun in an instant.

Then, a shot came out. Maybe it was my hallucination, but the moment the shot was stabbed, the purple-red wine mist that filled the cellar suddenly seemed to turn into patches of snowflakes, rushing towards the dragon.

"Wow......" The dragon flew back upside down without any image, and the dryer had just shot at the tip of his knife, and he had nowhere to exert his strength, and was blasted into the wine pool.

I noticed that when the snowflakes flew out just now, there were a few sharp patches, and there were streaks of blood hanging on the dragon's face.

Long Yi turned over and rose from the drink: "Impossible, you hurt my image too much, I won't keep my hand!"

After the dragon roared, he suddenly flicked the Tang knife in his hand, and let out a loud sound.

The next moment, the dragon rushed over with the wine, and when he approached the dryer, he suddenly rose from the ground: "Take me a knife, the ghost cries and the god howls to kill the dragon!"

There was a loud "boom", and the gray mist flew. There was a terrible "I'll wipe it!" from the gray mist.

Then I was speechless. The dragon jumped so high this time that this knife "Ghost Crying God Howling Dragon Killing Technique" stabbed on the ceiling of the cellar without any suspense, and it seemed that the power of this knife should be so great that the Tang knife stabbed more than half of it.

So the dragon hung from the ceiling and was knocked down like a rat by the dryer that came immediately after the shot.

When the dragon got up again, he was very embarrassed, his body was drenched, and his hair was scattered, but fortunately he didn't seem to be seriously injured, and Tang Dao was still clenched very tightly. He looked at me, then at the dryer where he was drinking, and said, "Brother, how about a discussion?"

I said, "You say." ”

The dragon pointed to the drunken dryer over there and said, "He doesn't know how much chicken blood he has beaten, this is not a solution, there will always be a time to be discovered." How about we join forces and subdue him and get him out of here first?"

I said, "That's exactly what I mean." Touching the dagger in his hand, "I'll fight him, and you will fight from the side." ”

The dragon looked at my bulging muscles after lifting the dragon tendons, and there was no opinion.

I snorted, clutched two daggers and pounced head-on, as the saying goes, one inch is short and one inch is dangerous!

The dragon, on the other hand, followed me, swaying from side to side, so that the dryer couldn't tell which direction he was going to attack.

My dagger and the tip of the dryer's gun were folded together, and the dagger snapped without any suspense, but I immediately grabbed the tip of the dryer.

In order to prevent him from playing the golden cicada shell again, I grabbed the body of the gun in his left and right hands respectively.

The dragon ghostly swept out of me, slamming the handle of the knife into the neck of the dryer.

Everything was planned...... If the dryer hadn't gone crazy......

But the dryer was drunk at this time, and suddenly roared, and actually let go of the iron spine point steel gun with both hands, an unusually weird scorpion tail whip, kicked the dragon's lower abdomen from the bottom up, and kicked the dragon that was almost about to succeed to fly out, and then clasped my legs with both hands, and kicked the leg of the flying dragon at all costs, and put it on from below, I don't know what tricks were used to hook it on the body of the gun, a spin, and actually used my feet to make a bloody battle in all directions.

The Iron Spine Spear seemed to tremble with excitement, and a ferocious crimson whirlwind blew out, bringing up the liquor on the ground, and the smell of wine mixed with the scorching wind of the gun, pushing me away in one breath.

The dryer turned over again, took the spear and shook it, and the spear stabbed straight to my heart!

The dragon membrane there had been shot through by someone, and it had only healed a little bit until now!

I jerked back, my hand already touching Ragnarok in my arms.

But to my surprise, when the shot almost pierced my clothes, it suddenly fell apart, shook the drying body, and fell knee-deep into the wine, snoring loudly.

This guy ...... Finally drunk.

It took us a lot of effort to find a cellar where sweet potatoes were hidden, and we stuffed the dryer full of wine into it. After doing all this, the dragon and I were exhausted and out of breath.

Long rubbed the place on his body that was bruised and purple by the dryer, sighed and said, "This kid from the dryer must be hanging up, and this duel doesn't count." Emmons, if you're a brother, don't say it. ”

I didn't have time to pay attention to him, I tore my sleeve and looked at my left hand, which was already swollen, and I guess the bones in my left arm had been cracked by a dryer stick.

Can you whip off the keel that Alduin gave me with a stick, what kind of medicine did the dryer knock?

Suddenly I remembered something, jumped down from the pile of sweet potatoes, picked up a few and hid them in my arms, and said, "I have some other things to do, you two should hide them here, and when the search is over, we will sneak out together." I guess the search will last a few days, but there's everything to eat. ”

The dragon let out an "oh" and said, "Go ahead and get busy with your business, don't remember not to spread the word, if I hear the wind outside, you will die, and I will kill you if I chase the old sea to the wasteland!"

I pushed the door open and walked out.

There happened to be a chubby cook outside who came to pick up sweet potatoes, and I slapped her unconscious, and threw it back to the dragon inside: "You and her are rotten in the old sea." ”

Slipping back along the route I came out of, dodging three teams of searching guards and two bragging workers along the way, and finally returned to the cellar where my godmother and the little beauty were, which was similar to when I left, except that the two people inside were missing. The haystack was still piled up in the corner of the cellar, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance of it.

I closed my eyes and listened carefully, but I didn't hear their voices. Forget about the godmother, the voice of the little beauty can't be heard.

I'm a little anxious, but when I think of my godmother's means, I'm not worried. He sat down on the haystack and nibbled on the sweet potato.

After only half gnawing, the cellar door suddenly opened a crack, and a figure slipped in. He obviously didn't expect that there was already someone inside, and when he turned around, he saw a figure holding a sweet potato in one hand and a dagger in the other, looking at him, and immediately became nervous, and touched the sword on his back with his backhand.

I recognized him at a glance, William, the man who had led me to the Dark Inquisition.

I immediately shushed and said, "William, it's me, I'm Emmons." ”

William was stunned, as if he didn't believe it, until I lit the torches, and finally let his guard down.

"Emmons, you're here too?" William said, looking at me, "I almost forgot, I learned that the message from the Finreal Messenger came to me the other day, and I learned that you had been promoted, and now you are of the same rank as me. ”

When Willy said this, there was a slight loss in his eyes, but he quickly regained his excitement: "Hehe, this shows that my vision is very good, even the Finreal Divine Envoy appreciates you so much, it is really humiliating to be a third-level inquisitor." ”

I smiled and said, "You also came in because you sensed a mysterious call?"

Willy nodded: "But if you think I was summoned in, then you are wrong, I feel such a call, so I am curious about the thing that sent this summon, so I just came to see." ”

I smiled.

Willie sniffed suddenly and said, "You've had someone here before?"

I nodded, "Two of my companions have been here for a while, and now they're gone." ”

Willie said: "Don't you look for it? Now the lord's mansion is crazy, I heard that King Harlaus is really here, he was assassinated just now, and the lord's mansion and even the whole city are searching for the assassin." At this time, if one of your pink companions is touched by the guards, then only Xiang Xiaoyu will die. ”

I smiled again: "Thank God the guards don't run into them." ”

Suddenly, I saw that William's sleeve on his right hand seemed to be wet, and when I reached out and touched it, William suddenly gasped.

"Hurt?" I said.

The corners of William's mouth twitched, and he smiled: "It's nothing, I was too tight during the investigation, and I was besieged by the four masters of the lion tooth, and I was only slightly injured." ”

I suddenly remembered that guy named Marcos, who had said that he was the supreme leader of the Lionfangs. I asked, "Is Marcos the four masters of the lion's teeth?"

William looked at me suspiciously, "You've seen that Marcos guy, why don't you kill him?" Oh I forgot, you don't know how to do kung fu...... Marcos never takes action personally, so no one knows how good he is, and maybe he doesn't know how kung fu like you. However, the four masters of the lion's tooth are really powerful, especially the one named Ruth, who is covered in poison and hidden weapons, which is very tricky. ”

I remember the woman named Ruth and smiled, it seems that the strength of the lion's tooth is indeed not very good, especially after the bizarre battle with the dryer just now. I think even if all the lion's teeth were concentrated in that cellar, eighty percent of them would be skewered and burned.

I asked, "What are your plans?" when are you going to leave the Lord's Palace?"

William smiled stiffly and said, "I don't plan to leave for the time being, I'm going to get the thing that attracted so many people to come to death, although I don't know what it is, but it must be important." ”

I touched the guidance of the firmament in my bosom and did not speak.

At this moment, there was a sudden bustling voice outside the cellar, and I vaguely heard the voices of a group of men, mixed with the voice of a somewhat familiar girl, saying: "That's right, this is the cellar, the two of them are locked up here, one of them is called another godmother, and the other is called Emmons, they should still be here, you quickly take them down, cut them into ten or eight pieces, and relieve the hatred in my heart!"

I was shocked, it was actually that Dirinald's daughter Alina, isn't she controlled by ** mother, how can she bring someone over?

As I was thinking, William looked at me in confusion, "Looking for you?"

Nonsense, not me, but you?" I didn't say anything, and pulled William up and hid on either side of the cellar.

As soon as he dodged, a pair of shiny plate boots kicked open the cellar door and broke in.