"Don't look righteous and awe-inspiring, change to my position, what can you do?"

said something mean, but the other party's mood obviously became much better.

"Me?" Zhuge sneered, "groveling, flattery, even if it's brushing dishes and selling PY, you can do anything." ”

"Don't want any discipline or anything?" Thrandis suddenly became interested in the human, but she remained tentative.

To deal with this kind of elm brain melon seed, you should stand on a higher moral peak to suppress her psychological defense, and you can't leave the other party time and space to breathe.

"A word for you from home. ”

"If there is a will, it will be done, the cauldron will be broken, and the one hundred and two Qin passes will eventually return to Chu;

Hao Angel muttered, low and inaudible, "What if you can't do it?"

"Man, as long as there is one breath left, nothing is impossible. ”

"Hey......" sighed again, "It's been one hundred and sixty years, I've been staying here for a whole hundred and sixty years! Perhaps, as you say, if the ...... at the time "

"There are no ifs in the world!" the black-haired man suddenly shouted to stop the other party's exclamation, "My time is running out, I have to act quickly, I don't have time to accompany you here to be endlessly depressed." ”

"Either be loyal to me and I'll let you go, or you stay in this dark place, slowly waiting for the next hope to save you. ”

The other party was silent again, Zhuge felt that his last bit of patience was about to be worn clean, and he tried to resist the urge to pull out his right hand immediately.

Thrandis finally spoke, but the black-haired man felt like a long time had passed, "Okay, but you must promise me not to harm the people of the Empire." ”

"It's a condition again!" Dare to love this guy who was a part-time diplomat before? But the other party's request didn't seem to be too much, and Zhuge didn't have much interest in killing, "As long as no one maliciously blocks my steps, then I promise you." ”

"Good. The other party suddenly changed his pitiful tone, "Can you let me eat more now?"

"Huh?"

According to Angel Hao's request, Zhuge withdrew his right hand that was pressed on the wall, and the light blue light quickly converged in his palm. He took a few steps backwards, his body falling backwards as if he had collapsed, and the maid and Trist behind him quickly stepped forward, holding him by the shoulders one by one.

"How long has it been?" the man reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, "have you made your choice?"

"It didn't take long for a change of clothes. Emilia gently hugged the black-haired man and slowly asked him to sit on the ground against her.

Zhuge found that the other party's outfit was more gorgeous than before, and at the same time, it was also more exposed, which couldn't help but make some parts of his body look more energetic than his tired body.

The Drow maid smiled lightly and threw a wink at her oracle.

The young Drow looked at the gray wall in front of him with a puzzled face, and at this moment, the golden light seeped from the statues on the outer wall of the gray wall, and the momentum of the light continued to expand, as if it had been laser cut from the inside, gradually revealing a complete outline.

"Hmm......" Emilia and Trist suddenly held their heads, and the black-haired man saw a look of pain on their faces, but he didn't know what was going on.

"Amy, Trist?" Zhuge asked worriedly, he tried to support his body, but the communication in his consciousness just now took too much energy from him, and he looked at everything in front of him in vain, but he couldn't help anything.

"My lord, it's okay, it's just that the light is too strong, and we underground people can't bear it. The maid held on to her form, and she forced her eyes open, staring at the wall of light in front of her.

The light on the gray wall was suddenly restrained, but soon a denser golden light erupted from it, reflecting directly in front of the hall like a projector. Immediately after, feather-like energy bodies fell in mid-air.

These energy bodies piled up on the ground and did not disappear, but stacked higher and higher, and then turned into a humanoid mold in front of everyone's vision.

"Ahh But unlike the drows, Zhuge felt a certain warm texture from it, and the golden light touched his skin lightly, as if he had swept away the tiredness on his body.

The blinding effect vanished, and Emilia slowly regained her vision, but when she spotted the character that was currently appearing, she immediately formed a huge ball of dark energy in her hand. In the same way, Trist also hunched over, quickly raised the two scimitars in his hands, like a jungle panther waiting for an opportunity, and pounced on his opponent at any time.

"Protect my lord!"

"Don't ......" The black-haired man hurriedly stopped it, but it was too late.

A strong dark light distorted the air around him, surging towards the winged blonde beauty in front of him with an annihilating momentum, and the young drow who followed him turned into a black lightning bolt, galloping like flying through the air, and the twin knives in his hands emitted a white, a basket of two fiery lights, with an indomitable fierce spirit, from the tricky corner, slashing at the beauty's head!

The three different colors of black, white, and blue gathered in front of the blonde beauty, emitting a strong light in front of Zhuge and deeply pricking his visual nerves.

However, when he regained his sight, he found that the smiling blonde was still standing intact, and two long swords appeared in his hands - one was like the ice of the abyss, and the air around it was condensed, and the other was burning with a white-gold glow, as if it could burn everything in the world!

The young Drow was lying in the corner of the room behind him with his head in his hands, the huge crack in the wall seemed to tell the severity of the impact, while Emilia beside him looked at the other in disbelief, muttering, "Impossible......

The blonde woman shook her head, as if questioning her own victory, "Sure enough, it's still not good?"

She raised her head and looked directly at the black-haired man with a strange face, and suddenly let go of the tense nerves on her face, and she smiled brightly.

"Is that you?'s chosen choice of Misla, oracle of Rose—or rather, my bread?"

"Thrandis?" the dark-haired man cried softly, a little unsure of what kind of character he was putting out, how this guy could just keep his mouth shut and eat. However, at the moment, he looked at his men with some headaches, and his mind was a mess - Drow's attitude towards angels could not be called "friendly" at all.

The other nodded, and she spoke, more like complaining.

"Your ability is not strong, for the sake of my stomach, please work hard next!"