"Bang", the bony door of the tavern was kicked hard from the outside, creaking and shaking, but it persistently kept it closed, without any sign of opening it. The person kicking the door outside the pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info was silent for a few seconds, presumably stunned, and then pulled it slightly, and the door was opened without any hindrance, and from outside the open door, there was a sound of unscrupulous laughter. With a hoarse but loud grumble, a diminutive undead who was supposed to belong to a goblin staggered in. The dwarf goblin looked like a corpse witch, holding a bone staff, his shriveled skin tightly wrapped around the skeleton, his strong pointed nose had collapsed, his two pointed ears hung softly on the sides of his head, and his green skin turned purple-black, which was even more terrifying than the Kense, who had been transformed from a human corpse to a corpse.

"Damn it, Sira, you did it on purpose. As soon as the goblin corpse witch entered the tavern, he complained loudly: "Other people's houses have doors that open inward, so why do you have to choose a tavern with the door open outward, it is simply sinister." ”

"Because in general, you open the door by hand. In front of these people, Siara was not at all as gentle and polite as Catherine and the others, but said with disdain: "I didn't expect that besides my family's Cowles, there would be other undead who would open the door with their feet." ”

"Bastard, don't think I don't know, Cowles is your family's skeleton horse. The goblin corpse witch was not slow to react at all, and immediately understood, almost jumped up on the spot, waved his staff and just wanted to quarrel with the female ghost, but as soon as he tilted his head, he saw the tall skeleton sitting at the same long table as the female ghost, and the moment he saw Sahn, the originally menacing goblin's voice immediately quieted down, and he coughed a few times and replaced it with a smiling face, rubbed his hands and said: "Ah, it turns out that Mr. Sarn is also here, hahahaha, it's been a long time, Mr. Sarn." ”

"Click, click. There was no expression on Sarn's skull, but the three soul fires fluttered strangely to convey a mocking meaning.

"Haha, indeed, if you push a little harder, you can kick the door open. Of course, Sila understood Sarn's unique language, and sneered with a low chuckle: "Little Mir, every time I see you, even a serious undead like Sarn can't help but laugh at you, and in some ways, you are also very proud." ”

"I don't want to be proud of it, every time it's like this, and not once do you fail to be sarcastic about me. Goblin Witch Mir grumbled dissatisfiedly, "I warn you, although you are good friends, but if you continue like this, be careful of my ......"

"Idiot Mir, fuck me off. Before he could finish his words, he suddenly rushed in the direction of the long table, and carefully observed his stumbling steps, which were obviously not his own will. Behind him, the undead who also looked like a dried corpse, but it was a female voice, withdrew its kicked foot, slowly walked into the door, and said coldly: "You still dare to complain that we are sarcastic about you, and you don't want to think about it, what kind of thing did you do that didn't give people a chance to sarcastically mock you? Just like now, knowing that there are so many people behind you, but you have to rush to the first door, and after entering the door, you have to block the door, you say that everyone doesn't scold you and scold anyone." ”

The female corpse is slender and tall, and it is difficult to tell her race if you only look at her figure, but if you look closely at her head, she also has a pair of pointed ears, except for goblins, only elves have such pointed ears in the Yara world, but the ears of goblins grow upwards on both sides, while elves grow upwards. As soon as the female elf appeared, Vivien, Freya, and Pennis were stunned at the same time, because from her body, the three of them did not perceive any magic fluctuations belonging to the corpse witch, that is, although she and the corpse witch looked exactly the same in appearance, it was likely that she did not belong to the corpse witch, but to another unique race.

"Click, click, click", following behind the female elf, there were a few skeletons with swords or staffs coming in one after another, obviously either death knights, or skeleton mages, in addition, there were several corpse witches who also walked in, these corpse witches were adhering to the character of mages, basically keeping silent and not saying a word. Five or six ghosts came in with them, but it seemed that the ghosts here were never used to walking through the door, and floated in through the walls, floating in the air while laughing mockingly at Mir.

"Is this already the fixed style of goblin mages?" The corners of Pennis's mouth twitched, and he sighed as he looked at the goblin corpse witch and muttered in a low voice, "Originally, I thought that Christo was just a special case, but now it seems that it really isn't." ”

"Teacher, he's not like that, the teacher is very steady. Freya glared at Pennis dissatisfied, and whispered, "How can you compare him to the teacher." ”

"Well, that's what you haven't seen him like when he was younger. Pannis smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Forget it, I guess you don't believe it, so it's better not to say it." However, compared to this corpse witch, Christo can indeed be considered stable, well, yes, in comparison. ”

"What is that elf?" Vivien asked in a low voice as if she hadn't heard the two arguing, "It's not a corpse witch, it seems to be a race I've never seen before." ”

That's a good question. Pannis gave a thumbs up: "When I find the answer, I'll be the first to tell you." ”

"Bang bang. Several creatures were secretly commenting on the dozen or so undead who had entered, and Sira clapped her hands a few times, and her half-empty palms collided with a dull sound. Seeing that everyone's attention had turned, Cira floated into the air, raised her voice and said, "Why are you all here? ”

"The first time a living guest comes to visit, the etiquette should always be a little grander, and there are more people who are afraid of something, and they don't let you have a treat. A group of leaders snatched another table from the other undead, pulled them to the long table before everyone and sat down, hearing Cila's question, the female elf snorted coldly, beckoned to the busy tavern owner, and with a flick of her fingers, a round stone chip condensed with extremely rich death energy was bounced into the air by her, and accurately fell into the hands of the skeleton boss: "Our group of people settle my account." ”

"Sure enough, they already have their own currency, and I said that was the right thing. Catherine and Freya looked at each other and nodded, "I'm afraid this is their currency." ”

"Ahh

(To be continued.) )