The gray margin in Birmingham's eyes continued to enlarge, the slightest sea breeze also slipped past Birmingham with the elve's advance, and when a huge gray margin appeared in Birmingham's eyes, the depressing scene instantly became open, and the blue sky reflected the white clouds so that Birmingham, who had been in the green forest, suddenly refreshed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The elves flew out of Ambella's pyramid with Birmingham, and when viewed from mid-air, Ambella's huge pyramid structure was still as awe-inspiring as it had been when they first met, with huge stone slabs cascading upwards to the top of the pinnacle tower, the seat of the top, where the Lady of the Rings was.

"I think it would be faster for us to fly straight over like this?" Looking at the pyramid in the eyes of the income, Birmingham's suggestion was a rare brilliant idea, if it was Birmingham's idea, I am afraid that they were now at the top of the seat, talking and laughing with Mrs. Sehuan.

Hearing Birmingham's suggestion, the elf seemed to be a little unable to turn around, and a trace of surprise appeared in the unfocused pupils, and the elf tilted his head: "Is it okay?"

"Hey, we're villains now, can we think of going up layer by layer like those interlopers?"

"But that's a bit immoral, isn't it?" the elf, tilting his head, always thought something strange about Birmingham's suggestion.

"You wouldn't have never thought of this question, did you, the second prince of Monroe, I don't think such a despicable person would think of it?" Birmingham was a little maddened by the actions of these corruptors, but now he had to bow his head under the eaves.

"No, because Ambrella's location has always been relatively hidden, and this time it was someone from the Betley Imperial Capital who helped us to board the slave ship of Helek, so we don't know much about Ambrella's situation. The Corrupt Elf shook his head, casually revealing the news that Betley had a traitor.

Hey, can such a demon really conquer the world and defeat the goddess, I think that unreliable goddess is much better than this demon, how did these demons become the world's first evil.

"Well, you Betley Emperors still have traitors?" Birmingham asked with the idea that these corrupters had a very low IQ anyway, but in exchange for a white eye from the elf, but the white eye made by the unfocused eye was not a deterrent at all.

"I'm sorry, but this is a military secret, and I can't tell you even if you, my lord. The female elf has a serious face, an iron-faced and selfless look.

In the end, who just said that the emperor was a spy, now you look very unconvincing, Birmingham, who was completely disappointed in the corrupt, looked weakly at the pyramid in mid-air and once again made his suggestion: "Then now, this excellent way is in front of us, are we .....?"

"Forgive me for refusing. "The female elf is categorical.

"Why!"

"Why!"

The female man, Sword Spirit and Birmingham, spoke in unison, and they were very puzzled by the elf's rejection.

"This is against the spirit of martial arts!" The expressionless female elf had a solemn face, and her frost-like face seemed to exude a divine light, this is a pure concept of a martial artist, this fearless spirit, this kind of bright and upright character makes Birmingham and the female man sword spirit ashamed of themselves, it's strange!

"You're a villain, a demon. "Birmingham is no longer able to correct one of the elves' tendons.

"The demon clan is not contrary to my martial arts spirit, if you think that the demon clan should adopt your shameless approach, my subordinates can't agree with it. "What a noble quality, compared to Birmingham, it is the difference between heaven and earth.

Birmingham, who was completely desperate, was powerless to say anything more, and he felt that he had no face to debate with this elf anymore, a corrupt person can insist on his martial arts spirit like this, on the other hand, could it be that he was really born to be a villain, or the kind of bad god angry and resentful, Birmingham really wanted to ask if you demons still accept people, I think before I could say the idea of turning from a fake to a positive, the corrupt elf fluttered its wings and flew high, and instantly came to the area of the fifth layer.

The furnace-like high temperature came to the face, and the elf flying in mid-air was also a little surprised by the sudden change in temperature, especially when flapping her wings, it was no longer the cool sea breeze that blew out, but the dull heat, and the female elf slowed down the frequency of flapping her wings, and after a while, she fell to the ground on the fifth layer.

Hot, is the first feeling of Birmingham, soft, is the second feeling of Birmingham looking at the fine sand under his feet, the endless desert lies at the feet of Birmingham, the sultry air spreads around Birmingham, the environment of the fifth layer is indeed very different from the sixth layer, this is a desert area, or that kind of hot desert, but compared to the sixth layer, the fifth layer of the garrison is obviously very lax, because Birmingham has not seen any dwarven warriors so far.

Could it be that these dwarven warriors are still hot fake, Birmingham tread on the soft fine sand and speculated, but after walking less than a mile, Birmingham knew why there were no guards here.

"I can't go any further, I need to take a break. Panting, Birmingham slumped on the hot sand, unable to move even though there was a gust of heat from under his buttocks.

"Your lord, this is your fourteenth rest, and I suggest we stick to it. The elf looked at Birmingham with a decadent face and tried to exhort, although her unchanging voice sounded more like a statement that the weather was really hot today, rather than a tone of greetings, greetings.

"This is the fourteenth time you've said this, I don't understand, what is the use of you corruptors wanting this strange place?" Birmingham obviously couldn't keep up with the brain circuits of the corruptors, but after thinking about the appearance of Mrs. Colorring, Birmingham suddenly had a flash of inspiration and felt that he had discovered the truth of the matter.

"My lord, your current expression is angry and a bit obscene. ”

"I'll go, you'll still complain, I thought you were just a tendon. Birmingham looked at the expressionless elf in surprise.

"My lord, I'm not a tendon, this is the dignity of a warrior, and your expression just now is really obscene. The female elf said seriously.

"Hey, I see, you don't have to repeat it twice, but your evil god doesn't like smaller women. ”

"We don't dare to comment on Lord Gafenri's hobbies, but there are indeed a few petite women among the Seven Pillars Demon God. "Hey, tendon elf, did you reveal some key information, you won't be an undercover agent sent by the elves to the demons.

"But does that have anything to do with your lewd expression, my lord?" the female elf chased after Birmingham's performance.

"Ahem, no, I just thought that Madame Colorring was also a petite woman. Birmingham snorted, and suddenly it occurred to him that the image of Tyrese, the goddess of creation, in the mortal world seemed to be a petite woman.

"Yes, it seems that the adult is also a person who loves petite women, and sure enough, your character is indeed suitable for the demon race. The elf furrowed her brow, not thinking anything about Birmingham's answer.

"That's right. After all this time, I don't know your name?" Birmingham said confusedly.

"What a faux pas, my lord, you can call your subordinate Tatari. ”

"Tata, Tatali, what a nice name. Birmingham glanced at the female elf and saw her innocent face, this Tatali's name was a perfect match for her, after all, the most famous tendon animal in the pan-continent was the Bear Clan, and their alias was also called the Tatar Bear Clan.

"I said Tatarlie, what are we going to do now?" asked Birmingham, who had just come back to his senses from Tatarlie's one-tendon name, as he looked at the vast desert.

"My lord, what are you talking about, naturally take a break, and then fly from the fifth floor to the fourth floor. Tatalie's unfocused eyes squeezed out a hint of puzzlement.

"Hey"

"Hey"

Birmingham and the female man Sword Spirit once again spoke in unison, and they were also confused together.