Chapter 115: The Enemy of the Enemy Is Actually Still the Enemy!

The old ghost looked at the blatant kidnapping incident in front of him speechlessly, thought about it and continued to watch. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

He now plans to wait for this half-elf named Rebecca to be tied up in the camp by Temp, and then go in directly to find out the situation.

Since things have changed, it is natural that they can change their destinations at any time.

As for Rebecca's going to suffer, the old ghost sees it in his eyes and forgets it in a blink of an eye.

To put it bluntly, they will be enemies nine times out of ten in the future, and the old ghost will not judge the infighting between the enemy and the enemy.

Not all enemies are friends or enemies.

For the most part, the enemy of the enemy is still the enemy!

Rebecca's face was flustered, of course she had nothing to fear in the face of a group of miscellaneous fish before, but now that a legend was eyeing her back, she didn't have the confidence to escape the hands of the legendary powerhouse.

"Your Excellency Temple, I was ordered by Lord Vienna to go out hunting, and my lord wanted to eat some game from the highlands, so I was ordered to go out, and I definitely didn't have any communication with the moon elves!"

The besieged miscellaneous fish suddenly became a little messy, as if the name was some kind of flood beast to them.

Temple's eyes shrank when he heard Vienna's name, but he quickly swept away the name's effects.

"Your Excellency Vienna thinks of the coarse game of the South Hammer Heights, Miss Rebecca, don't waste your time. ā€

Temple said, taking a step forward, as if intending to take the initiative.

With a "whoosh", Temp's front foot did not fall, and a silver feather arrow shot directly into his foothold, most of the arrow sank into the ground, but the feather did not move, showing the mastery of the archer's skills.

Temple screamed in his heart, and with a smile on his face, he looked at one place.

Around the corner of the camp, the person he expected appeared.

It was also a half-elf, with a small bow in his hand, don't look at its smallness, it was the arrow that shot it before.

Like this, they are usually magic weapons, and the addition of various circle models provides a number of bonuses.

"Your Excellency Vienna is here, rare guest, I and the head of my family have always wanted to invite Your Excellency to taste our three-bone bone bone mushroom soup, it is a must. ā€

He smiled, not embarrassed, and waved his hand to make an inviting attitude.

I don't see the tough posture that seems to be forcibly tying people up just now.

Rebecca was surprised when she saw Vienna coming, and her original despair was swept away, and she ran directly to Vienna after a little tidying up.

Before leaving, don't forget to take your prey with you.

It seems that Vienna has done something terrible before, and as soon as she appeared, a group of miscellaneous fish men who had been showing off their might before were all stunned, and Temp secretly hated the bunch of dry rice under his hands.

"Bone mushroom soup? The mushroom soup that is said to be made on the bones of demonic beasts?"

Vienna looked disdainful, "It's better for you to drink it yourself." ā€

"The next time I see you hit us half-elves with your idea, it won't be a matter of dozens of team members dying!"

Vienna snorted coldly, "Rebecca, let's go." ā€

With a threat, he took Rebecca and left directly, ignoring Tempe's black face.

"Master Temple, we ......," a miscellaneous fish man asked without a look.

Then he slapped Temp out two teeth, then cursed in a hateful whisper, and led the group back to camp.

A few people watching the excitement in the camp in the distance next to him let him know that this face was lost again.

But after assessing the gap in combat power between the two sides, he still decisively didn't see it.

This is not a "small contradiction" with the half-elves, and the other gangs are all cannibalistic and do not spit out bones.

The old ghost looked at Temple, who turned back to the camp, and then at the two half-elves who had already walked some distance, and after a little thought, he still followed the footsteps of the half-elves.

Compared to Tempe, who looks like a bad head, the old ghost still thinks that he can get more information from the mouth of the half-elf.

Vienna walked ahead, and some of them fell Rebecca, "I have long said not to go out at will, there is no order in this place now." ā€

She had a cold face, and looked at Rebecca with some hatred in her eyes: "Although I came forward to teach them a lesson a few days ago, these guys forgot to clean up after today, and now you have seen it, if I hadn't arrived in time, you would ...... Alas. ā€

She was a little helpless, "You just have a long heart." ā€

Rebecca stuck out her tongue, "How did I know they were so bold, and besides, Sister Vienna, if it wasn't for that shameless Temp shot, I would still be afraid." ā€

Looking at their close names, the relationship between the half-elves is very harmonious.

"I've told you a long time ago that this group of guys is the dirtiest and nasty group around the Dragon Roar Empire, and there's nothing they don't dare to do, especially when the strength represented behind them is also on parity. ā€

Vienna said, remembering the presence standing behind the various camps.

A little helpless, how could those crowns send such a group of lawless bastards, could it be that there is no one in their respective temples.

Or do you want to hide your purpose?

But this can't be said, everyone's roots may be very hidden, but carefully investigate those who have not been able to escape the interrogation of those who have a heart, and their connection with certain existences is already clear when they have been contacted.

Perhaps, just to put a veil on the outside, to deceive oneself? Vienna shook her head and threw the idea out of her mind.

The half-elf gods behind them did not hide their purpose this time, and they were almost above the earthly spirit system at a high level, but the idea of using this existence to measure the other crowns was unreasonable.

What the gods think is not something they can figure out.

"Huh??" Vienna suddenly felt something.

She jerked back and fired an arrow back with her small magic bow.

"Whoosh," an unreserved arrow went straight into the ground. Only the tail feather remains, and a little arrow tail is still slightly protruding.

This arrow, nothing.

"Sister Vienna," Rebecca called softly, looking back at the look, and though she didn't know what was happening, she honestly took two steps back.

Vienna Dan did work with someone, and her presence would only add to the chaos.

Vienna held her magic bow and walked lightly, her eyes fixed on her surroundings, a little jealous and a little annoyed.

Just now, she realized for a moment that she was being stared at by others, which made her a little angry that she had always held herself in high esteem of aliens.

The person who dares to sneak up on her is, unsurprisingly, sure to be an enemy.

The thought that she might not know when she was stared at by a stalker who came out of nowhere, made her heart flutter.