"Oh, isn't this the elven prince, why are you still alive?" The necromancer who was called Teacher Finel by the elven prince swept over everyone with slightly squinted eyes, and Birmingham only felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his sweaty clothes were startled by this sudden coldness, which shocked Birmingham's spirit, which was originally paralyzed, and looked vigilantly at this glorious saint cultist full of villain temperament. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Teacher Finier, do you have any deep hatred with you, such as taking a wife and killing a child or something, if so, please don't take it to heart, after all, the beauty of the lower is indeed not something that mortals can resist. "The elven prince is worthy of being a person with a clear mind, and the words he said in the face of the disciples of the Radiant Holy Sect are still powerless to complain.

"No, I've dedicated my whole life to my research, and my wife and anything like that are of no use to me. "This demon king's temperamental teacher Finier seems to have a certain tolerance for the elf prince's brain circuits, and very calmly tells the tragic fact that he has no girlfriend.

"Understand, understand, how can a 10,000-year-old otaku have a girlfriend, it seems that he is not thinking about it. "Sure enough, this elven prince should still die and try it, Birmingham watched weakly after the elven prince said this lethal sentence, the Radiant Holy Sect's teacher Finir's withered bark-like face finally had a trace of movement, and then a green light shot out directly from the top of the staff, if the previous elf prince might still have the strength to dodge this green mang, but now this petal-legged elf prince can only watch the green mang hit him, and then flew out with an exclamation, falling heavily on the ground like a sandbag, spitting blood, but the ultramarine elf is really extraordinaryEven the blood flowing out of the mouth has an emerald green, and the blood dripping on the ground, Birmingham can smell a faint fragrance wafting out, and then what is even more amazing is that some green grass is actually breaking through the ground where the blood passes.

"Sure enough, it's the grace of the goddess, and this kind of physique of yours is really enviable. Teacher Finel looked at the elven prince lying on the ground spitting blood, and couldn't help but feel good, and even raised the tone of his voice by three points.

"Envy, this is the glory of the goddess. The elf prince heard Feinel's envy of his bloodline, and even forgot to wipe the blood off the corner of his mouth, so he happily spoke, this elf is definitely a second goods, this is Birmingham's latest conclusion, looking at the elf prince's injured face so handsome, Birmingham couldn't help but deeply sigh that the goddess creation is absolutely fair, such a perfect advantage really means an unspeakable shortcoming, such as IQ.

Hey, boy, how do I feel that this beautiful boy has a bit of a problem with his brain. The long sword standing next to Birmingham finally couldn't help but whisper, of course, the quiet of the long sword was what she thought was quiet, because Mr. Finner, who was standing at the door, couldn't help but nodded, agreeing with the long sword's guess, as for whether the second elf prince heard it, it was not within everyone's consideration, even if he struggled to say that this was the prejudice of the long sword, it was slander, and no one cared, this kind of elf really died in the passage.

"Ahem, alright, now let's talk about the consequences of your trespassing on my lab. Mr. Finel, who didn't have a girlfriend, finally remembered what he was doing, and his slightly narrowed eyes were full of dangerous light.

"We're here to investigate the strange illness and hauntings of Rose Manor. Seeing that there was room for negotiation, Birmingham couldn't help crying with joy in his heart, finally there was a negotiable villain, it was not easy.

Teacher Finier who doesn't have a girlfriend, okay, don't need to add the prefix of no girlfriend, in short, this Radiant Holy Sect's Teacher Finnier seemed to be a little surprised by the purpose of Birmingham's visit, and pointed to the second elf prince who was lying on the ground protesting like a dead branch, and said, "Didn't they cause it, what are you looking for me for?"

"Hey" looked at the old god Teacher Finel with a confused face, and Birmingham felt that he couldn't keep up with this teacher's way of thinking.

"How is it possible, I don't remember that these things were done in Xia. "The second-hand elf prince who woke up from the circle of confusion was very puzzled by the slander of Teacher Finier, and in his impression, these things did not exist at all.

"Heh, when you and Dalton and Kepler were fighting over Vivian's potion, the officials of those territories heard the movement and came down to see what was going on, but they were all killed by mistake by a few of you, especially your green hymn, originally I negotiated with the officials here to rent this basement as a research place, and pay them three hundred gold coins a month, and they also agreed, in order to prevent the residents of Storley from inadvertently breaking into here, those officials spread the news of the ghost haunting, and I also cooperated to put a weak aura on the villagers, and finally the villagers left, and the manor was quiet, you are good, a bottle of potion wiped out all those officials. It's hard for me to find materials for experiments, and the most hateful thing is that the food that the officials promised to send every week has also become a pipe vant because of you, otherwise why would I become so lean. Speaking of anger, Mr. Finier's slightly narrowed eyes erupted with infinite killing intent, and his bark-like skin twitched violently, looking very annoyed by the behavior of the other four in his group.

Teacher Finier's words made Birmingham and the others a little unable to turn around, but seeing the sudden expression on the face of the second-class elf, I knew that what Mr. Finier said was not a little biased, but teacher, you are a villain, so complaining about a second-class elf has no temperament that a villain should have, as a necromancer, shouldn't he threaten the officials here with force, what the hell is the rent of three hundred a month, it is more expensive than the rent of his own big house!

Regardless of Birmingham's doubts about Mr. Finier's villain temperament, since the truth of the matter has become clear, Tina and Little Ellie naturally want to solve this problem first, but the rent of three hundred a month is indeed a bit tempting, is it possible that the rent of his house is lower, that damn philistine businessman, Tina is worried that she may have been deceived by the merchant, and on the other hand, she said like Teacher Finier: " I don't know if the magician will be able to lift the weak aura here, and return this basement to the incoming Lord of the Castle Guard, as for the compensation for breach of contract, the Lord of the Castle Mansion will give a satisfactory answer. "Miss Flona, who was far away in the town of Stoley, would not have known that she had not yet made money, and Birmingham and the others owed themselves a large sum of money.

"Don't be verbose with him, everyone like this necromancer will be punished, although he and Zai Xia know each other, but for the glory of the goddess and comfort the dead, it is incumbent on him to be an ultramarine elf prince. The bloody declaration of the elven prince of the second cargo made Birmingham and Tina pause in their thinking, and then they saw the second cargo who fell to the ground and vomited blood, and suddenly took out an emerald green bow and arrow from nowhere, and shot an arrow with lightning speed, and the long arrow broke through the air and landed on the ground not far from Mr. Finier's left foot, and then dissipated with a bang.

"Friends, you've done your best, and it's up to you next. After saying that, the prince rolled his eyes and fainted.

Silence, death-like silence, I don't know how long it took, Birmingham only felt that the temperature of the small passage dropped suddenly, and pieces of crystal clear snowflakes suddenly appeared in the air, Birmingham, who was already sweating, felt that the cold on his body was getting heavier and heavier, and he exhaled softly, and he could clearly see the white mist drifting out of his mouth, lingering in his mouth, although the cold was very heavy, but the most unbearable thing for Birmingham was the magic fluctuations that slowly emanated from the door, even Birmingham, who had no magic foundation, knew that such strong magic fluctuations were definitely above Little Ellie, and even far exceeded Little Ellie, sure enoughLittle Ellie, who was hiding behind Tina, noticed such a strong magic fluctuation in the air, adding a hint of gray color to her already pale face, and a layer of despair in her eyes.

"You guys, this is self-defeating. Teacher Finier spoke slowly. The sharpness of the voice was as sharp as a piece of metal violently crossing the ground, which made everyone's brains suddenly shake, Birmingham only felt a sweetness in his mouth, and some liquid in his nasal cavity flowed down uncontrollably, sliding into Birmingham Finally, there was a smell of rust, sure enough, it was a villain template, this kind of temperament was simply against the sky, and the majestic and provoked Mr. Finier naturally did not know that what rose in Birmingham's mind at this moment was not despair and awe of his own strength, but the relief that he finally showed his villain temperament, otherwise Birmingham at this moment may not have the opportunity to lie on the ground and discuss with his family heirloom sword how to deal with this villain that he has met for a long time。