Behind Dogian, a long line of slaves followed listlessly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThey had no chains around their necks, no hands and feet tied, and more than two hundred slaves were guarded by more than twenty human warriors, six half-giants, and four mantismen. Under the high pressure, the "marching discipline" of the slaves was not scattered at all, and everyone remained silent, bowing their heads, one by one.

"Pagan, don't you know what I've given you, you can't do such a job as guarding the gate here, and you don't know how you became a High Templar!"

"Of course, it's the trust and promotion of the Witch King," said Pagan, who was still immersed in Satili's seductive spells, and Dogian was a recognized beauty among the Templars that no one could pluck. She was pretty, but in Pagan's eyes, she was not as lovely as the little slave girl. If at other times, he would have bowed to Dogian's momentum and could not say a word of disapproval, but now he is "empathetic and don't fall in love", and he can open his mouth to refute - is this the Desireless Just?" "I have not left this post, so your accusation does not exist. ”

"Huh, don't you need an honorific title?" Dogian lifted his slender neck and chin as he stood in front of Pagan. She reached out her slender fingers and reached into Pagan's neck, but without touching his greasy skin, and pulled out the metal necklace. "Do you think you really have what it takes to be a high-ranking Templar with this chain, what do you think you can do for the Witch King, what you can do for Tyre?"

She threw off the chain and walked up to Satili again, pinched the cheeks of the half-elf maid with one hand, lifted her straight from the ground, shook her from side to side, and threw her hard into the mud on the side of the street. "Are you blind?"

Blood was constantly oozing from her gums, and soon Sadiri's saliva turned red. She began to look at her surroundings, assessing if she could break out of the gate and escape with the help of the complex alleyways in Sector XC.

"Oh, what is this, a slave with a dog in his arms?" Dojian's boots broke through the silence around him and stopped in front of Zhao Mai again. "Why do I think you're a little familiar?" Before the words fell, she reached out and grabbed Zhao Mai's face.

I didn't expect such a disturbance to happen, if I was interrogated by her in detail, it would be troublesome! Anyone who exercises his psychic abilities will have a stronger memory, so the Templar Dojian may recall at any time that he had seen Zhao Mai among the slaves of Taixi. Moreover, the cover for Zhao Mai and Satili to try to fool through the checkpoint is the merchant Marut, as long as they ask the lascivious official Pagan, this is again the wrong place.

After several months of training, Zhao Mai felt that his strength had been greatly improved, and if there were only two half-giants and two Templars, he would be sure to repel them and escape. However, Dojian was followed by a slave capture team, and there were too many of them. The so-called two fists are hard to beat four hands, and your confidence is very good, but you can't swell your confidence to think that others are all decorations.

Zhao Mai instantly understood that at this time, he must immediately grasp the leadership of this matter, let Duo Ji'an follow his own train of thought, and he could no longer let things develop. It must be stronger than the High Templars to surprise them, to confuse them.

Therefore, Zhao Maiyi grabbed her wrist.

Dogian's eyes widened, "Bold!" Sadiri also covered her mouth with her hand at this time. She barely dared to look at what was going to happen next, and her legs were so frightened that she couldn't even run away for a moment.

"Don't scare it. Zhao Mai grabbed Duo Jian's wrist while putting the reserve grain on the ground with the other hand. The puppy stared at Dogian, then sat down, raised his hind legs, licked his belly and scratched the itch, looking fearless.

"The task given to you by King Karak, you should complete it well, don't get in the way of others, otherwise you will have no way out. Zhao Mai let go of Duo Ji'an's wrist, and then stared at her movements.

As soon as the Templar's shoulders were lifted, the hand placed on his waist reached the handle of the mace. Zhao Mai had already prepared, and the raised hand slapped directly on Duo Ji'an's face. The Psychic Force made his palms extremely hard, colliding violently with Dogian's Psychic Force, annihilating each other. In the end, it is the calluses on the skin, the mud and dust on the makeup, "pop".

Duo Ji'an's physical injuries were nothing, but his heart was angry, and his psychic abilities surged towards Zhao Mai like a tide. Unlike her sudden attack, Zhao Mai had already prepared, building a line of defense layer by layer, using imagination against willpower, and standing still in the spiritual storm.

The clash of psionic energy caused a series of lightning bolts to erupt outwards between the two of them. The lightning didn't hurt much, it was just numb on the body, but it looked quite terrifying. Seeing this, the slave snatchers quickly rushed forward, brandishing their weapons to help their leader.

Zhao Mai couldn't let the other party take the initiative, so he suddenly retracted, leaving only the most core protection, and gave up a large number of peripheral positions. This is a technique learned in the Halfling's Psychic Ability Manual, and the action that follows after the slam is to drill into the crotch and then launch a heavy attack upwards. Because the halfling is small, and his enemies will stagger forward and lose their balance due to the sudden withdrawal of psionic energy.

Kill Zhao Mai will not go to drill the crotch! Duo Jian He moved forward half a step, he also wanted to move forward, and as soon as he handed his hand forward, the sharp edges and corners of the tiles pressed against Duo Jiao's throat. Zhao Mai's other hand grabbed the back of Duo Jiao's neck, and as long as the two hands were exerted in the middle, the female Templar would die.

Dojian was in a trance for a while, and then found himself restrained. She looked at the slave-dressed man opposite, and her psychic enhanced hearing caught his steady and powerful heartbeat, as well as the terrifying psychic abilities hidden in her heart. The déjà vu of the past and the surprise of the present are inexplicably mixed together to become a plausible illusion of thinking. Who could wield such psychic powers? Soon, she guessed that he was some spy under the Witch King Karrak, some Templar.

Zhao Mai turned to the half-bald Templar and said, "Pagan, do you know why you were able to wear an iron necklace? Then he leaned in to Dogian and broke through her mental defenses. The High Templar's pupils dilated a little, and psychic abilities immediately became defensive. Zhao Mai watched her shrink for a moment, knowing that her posture had involuntarily lowered at this time, and handed over the initiative to think.

In a rather calm, even cold tone, he said, "Dogian, your work has been tampered with, and you are still wasting time on these slaves? Do you think what your face looks like has any effect on the Witch King? Stupidity is Pagan's noose, and yours is pride and carelessness." ”

"What...... What do you mean?"

"The construction of the Divine Temple Tower," Zhao Mai said in a tricky way, "The things that Lord Witch King cares about, the things you ignore, will naturally be used by others." If I were you, before I checked my own stall, I wouldn't reach out and stop others from doing business. ”

After saying that, he let go of his hand, hiding the tiles from Dogian, and then directly grabbed Satilili's collar, roughly pulled her up from the ground, and pushed her forward: "Continue to lead the way." ”

"Wait...... Adult ......" Dojian bit her lip, she didn't dare to hide the red and black fingerprints on her face, and hurriedly asked, "I...... Can I know what's going on in the temple tower?"

"Look for it with your eyes and hands, don't believe in psychic abilities and arcane powers, you'll find out. Zhao Mai didn't look back, but his voice meticulously penetrated into Duo Jian's ears: "Ability and arcane art, Lord Witch King himself is enough, I don't need you." You have to show value in other ways. You're full of enemies, stupid woman. ”

Zhao Mai pushed Satilly, who was still dizzy, and followed him with a twist of his ass. The slave grabbers got out of the way, and several people walked through the gate, going against the direction of the slave team, and walking down the slope towards the outer city. After a few moments, they turned sideways, out of the Templar's line of sight.

Only then did Dojian raise his hand and gently touch the red and swollen area, but he didn't use his psychic ability to heal it. She glanced at Pagan, who was standing next to her, and for the first time felt that these men were even uglier and more delaying, completely devoid of any of the qualities that a man should have. If in the past, she would have raised her arm and smashed that lustful and cowardly face, but now she felt that it was a pure waste of time and defiling her body.

Only...... With great difficulty, she took her hand away from her cheek, and then said angrily to Pagan: "Take these slaves to the construction site one by one, and if there is one less, you will not wait for the noose, and kill yourself quickly!"

Then, with a wave of her hand, she asked the Mantis warrior to follow her, and then kicked and stomped on her leather boots and headed straight for the construction site. As a high-level Templar in charge of building the temple tower, she would inevitably be punished if something went wrong anywhere.

The outer part of Tyre was quiet, like a desert at night, deserted. Whether it's the road or the alley, it's empty, except for the dim yellow sign lights that no one cares for and emits a dim yellow glow. The wind blew the windows and snapped against the window frames. There seemed to be a reflection of the voyeur's pupils in the darkness, but if you looked closely, you couldn't see anything.

"It scared the hell out of me. Sadiri patted her chest with her hand and let out a long breath. "How dare you fight Dogian, that's the worst-tempered and smelliest guy of all the high-level Templars!"

Zhao Mai also breathed a sigh of relief, and rubbed his forehead, which was aching because of the spiritual battle, after all, it was too much of a burden on the brain. "I have no other way but to bite the bullet. Sometimes you have to be tough, don't you?"

"Well, that's right. Satili looked at Zhao Mai's eyes and suddenly asked, "Are you a subordinate of the Witch King?"

"Nope. Zhao Mai's answer was short and powerful.

Sadiri smiled slightly, and the corners of her eyes curled. "Well, I believe you're telling the truth. ”

"Then you guys are really too careless, what if I'm a guy with great acting skills?"

"You can deceive my eyes and ears, but you can't deceive my feelings, I'm a very strong mage, just a little ...... today It's a little inconvenient, you know?" Sadiri shook her little fist and swayed with it. "Come with me, you'll be there in a moment. ”