"Not an order from the organization behind me. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

The old ghost denied it.

He watched this goblin who had hidden the entire camp and his own swordsman, and his feelings were a little complicated.

If he hadn't taken the initiative to clarify, I'm afraid he would still be kept in the dark.

But that's okay, the bigger his plan and the deeper his calculations, the more it proves that he and the slave hunting alliance are not in the same group, and it doesn't matter which side it is.

Anyway, it can't be on the Moon Elf's side, and if you can exchange some information from it and then use his help to escape, it will naturally be the most perfect.

"Hire an organization, but not an order from the organization?"

Phonks directly locked down the truth: "What about the employer? Is it the employer? Is it the employer who asked you to come and help the Moon Elves? Who is the employer?"

There was a hint of urgency in his voice.

Phonks felt in his heart that he was about to find the truth, and as a person who had been in the slave hunting alliance for a few days, he hadn't been wandering around.

At least he knew that the Slave Hunting Alliance would come in several waves almost every day, but there were a few strong and some weak.

However, the spies on the Moon Elf's side were not detected by the spies on the camp side, and there was no sign of support.

The old ghost in front of him and the gang behind him, or at least the poor reinforcements who may not even have ten people, are likely to be the only foreign aid of the Moon Elf clan!

Then their team, as the only foreign aid, doesn't know what to do, and even the old ghost himself doesn't believe it! Otherwise, they wouldn't have started a deal with Phonks here as if there were signs of backlash!

Facing Phonks' eager eyes, a touch of treachery flashed in the corner of the old ghost's eyes: "I don't know, the other party directly placed an order and 'pitted' us here!"

Speaking of the word 'pit', the old ghost has a bit of a gritted tooth.

But the topic changed, and he hid the matter and looked at Phonks, "I know that I have told me a rough idea, it's time to give me something you know." ”

"You keep saying you don't know anything about it, but I'd love to ask, if you don't know anything why you're here? Maybe like me, you came directly from the order?

The old ghost paused word by word and asked softly, not like a question, but stating a fact: "There are many forces that can use a magic prop at will, but with you, it will be narrowed down to a boundary." ”

"You are honest and upright on the surface, but you are full of scheming inside, you are so good at disguise and have such strength, I think about it......"

The old ghost thought about it, and seemed to be a little confused: "I'm sorry, even so, this goal still seems to be a bit much, just the northern land, north to the royal court established by the group of krakens, south to the six-pointed star bordering the central part, this is really too much." ”

"But I suspect that you are not from the Northlands, you should be from other places, and the three new goblins are from the Central, so what about you?

After some circles were finished, the old ghost also carefully looked at Phonks's face, but he couldn't see what was going on, so he could only give up, and he wanted to ask you if this goblin Yellow Fang's "friend" had been dropped?

It's just that I can't see any masks or other traces of spells, so I have to keep it in my heart as a question.

Yellowfang had always thought that his friend "Phonks" was a great swordsman with an honest and upright attitude, and if he hadn't been dropped, then Funks would have been hiding himself from that point on - this is too much to believe.

Phonks heard the old ghost's rhetorical question, and his face was a little strange: "You still haven't figured out your situation, you know, I asked for information, just by the way, I can completely ignore your life or death." ”

"And you, if you miss this village, you really don't have this shop! Now, do you still want to bargain with me? Remember, your life is now in your hands, not in the dealings with me!"

Funks took two steps closer and stared at the old ghost: "Now, tell me your choice! Maybe you still want to save your companions?

The old ghost didn't answer Phonks' topic, with a wry smile on his lips.

He stared at Phonks' back, and his voice reached Phonks' ears like a thread: "It's not that I don't want to, there's not enough time." The druids know more than I know!Help me get out, I'll talk to him about finding a place to talk to you outside, it's up to you to choose for now, help me or not, and the reward will be given later!"

"You're really giving me a problem!"

Phonks' heart was awe-inspiring, his brain was extremely thoughtful, he glanced at Luohe in the crowd of onlookers, and then looked back, just in time to see that the ogre and the screw seemed to have discussed and walked towards this side together.

This is what the old ghost means when he says that there is not much time.

Not only does he have little time, but Funx himself doesn't have enough time! Even if he really wants to save the old ghost, what can he think about in this short time?

You must know that looking at the screw's gesture, it seems that he intends to directly use the old ghost to sacrifice the flag?

Casually breaking the silenced realm with only the last bit of existence left, Funx yawned nonchalantly and walked to the side casually.

Old ghost, this is really a big problem for Funks!

If he stays honest, not to mention anything else, he can clearly understand what is going on on the side of the Slave Catching Alliance, except for some top-secret information, other news Huangya will basically tell him.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that if you stay for a while longer, you will be able to understand the ins and outs of all this, and no matter how bad it is, you can figure out how many people are involved in all aspects of this slave hunting alliance.

And if you rescue the old ghost, you must give up the natural identity of the slave hunting camp...... But he didn't want to give up!

So how can you do both? Saving the old ghost must be standing directly on the opposite side of the goblin, so how can you not stand up? This is a question.

However, when Phonks' eyes turned to the two-headed ogre, he seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up, and he had an idea.

It's just that no one notices that the direction of his random movement seems to be getting closer and closer to Luohe.

The focus of the audience shifted from ogres and goblins to the old ghost.

It's just that unlike before, only the hostile goblin side was ready to teach the old ghost a lesson that he would never forget, and end his life by the way.

And now, the two sides of the previous confrontation have agreed on this aspect!

The thin head had a cold face and did not speak, while the fat head had a distinct smile.

The ogre's proposal was naturally opposed by the screw, and the man gave it to you, what should the goblin do?

It's just that the principle of peaceful coexistence, which has just been established, certainly cannot be directly torn apart.

So the screw chose a compromise.

Goblins kill people, ogres eat people to fill their stomachs!