Chen Fa looked at this hidden red shell in a daze...... Two tentacles were exposed, fluttering in the wind outside...... Each breath causes the bushes to vibrate...... Snail. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Qiuqiu, you've been in the Sunset Mountains for so long before, have you ever seen this thing?" Chen Fa looked at Qiuqiu next to him in surprise.

Qiuqiu shook her head blankly when she heard Chen Fa's words.

In fact, Qiuqiu's appearance looks quite terrifying, but the way it shakes its head makes Chen Fa feel that Qiuqiu is actually quite cute......

"Sailors...... This big snail can ignore me and Qiuqiu and continue to sleep, I think I should think that Qiuqiu and I can't hurt it at all......" Chen Fa took out a white and red Poké Ball from the inventory, and continued to read it in the live broadcast room: "In other words, although this snail looks cute and cute, it should actually be quite powerful." ”

"Brother Fa, you will know if it is powerful after receiving it. ”

"Since Fa Ge broadcast live half a year ago, he has broadcast a total of three live broadcasts of Warcraft. The first time was the dragon princess Daisy, who was successfully subdued, but her strength was too strong, and Fa Ge let her go back to her parents' house temporarily. The second time was on the way to Wildfire Town, I collected Qiuqiu, a LV1 earthworm, which was very spicy chicken in the early stage, and then emptied Rooney's house, and it seemed to have become a little stronger. This is the third time, and I am looking forward to the strength of this snail......"

"Fa Ge Fa Ge, speed ...... The rocket is ready!"

"How do I think this snail is a piece of waste again......"

"I remember that before Brother Fa received Qiuqiu, he also said that Qiuqiu was awesome, but what ...... the result?"

“......”

Chen Fa threw the Poké Ball with his right hand, and the Poké Ball landed on the snail shell, bounced it, and then fell to the ground.

After a burst of white light, the snail vanished. At the same time, a prompt came from the system: "Congratulations on catching a rampaging snail, level lv ???"

What the hell is this?

Chen Fa's facial muscles trembled, and he looked dazed.

He was about to release the snail from the Poké Ball, but the snail came out of the Poké Ball on its own, and explained the reason to its current owner, Chen Fa......

What does this rampaging snail mean...... It seems that the space inside the Poké Ball is too stuffy...... It's not used to falling asleep......

"Fa Ge...... This snail is poisonous......"

......

"Remember, Rooney, you have already cost me a sacred purple gold tree! I have exhausted all my exploits in exchange for this new seedling! this time! No mistakes must be made! Cultivate this tree well! The benefits are naturally yours!" Ferdinand frowned, and handed Rooney a small box with a serious face.

"What if, something happens to this tree!"

"I'll kill you!"

Ferdinand's vicious look made Rooney's heart tremble.

The box was filled with mysterious runes, and Rooney took it nervously, nodded at Ferdinand, and stepped back onto the griffin.

......

Isel let out a sigh of relief and parked the cart in the doorway, leaning against the wall.

The image of Rooney's encounter kept coming back to him like a nightmare.

"You know, this is the supper of my servants and your masters! You crawl like a snail? ”

Rooney's words on a griffin kept ringing in Isère's head.

Isère felt a deep chill from these words.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his head was dizzy.

It was half a year ago, because his family was ruined, and he hid in the outskirts of the Sunset Mountain Range to live in Isel, and met a great magician who claimed to be from the Tang Dynasty.

He felt that he couldn't stay in the Sunset Mountains for the rest of his life, and he wanted revenge, to avenge his family.

He followed the great magician.

Occasionally, the archmage would look at something and talk to himself, and sometimes laughter would be heard, which Isel couldn't understand, but he knew who he was, and he never asked.

On the way to Wildfire Town, the Grand Mage miraculously subdued an earthworm beast.

In Isère's eyes, the extremely large earthworm must be a powerful high-level magical beast, but after a flash of white light, the earthworm became the magical beast of the great magician.

The Great Magician also has an identity - the Beast God Messenger, and once this idea was born, the idea of following the Great Magician in Isel's heart deepened.

It was the honor of his life to be able to follow the great Beast God Messenger.

The first time he returned to Wildfire Town, a small town of humans, the Great Magician sold the earthworm, and he hadn't had such a good guest room for a long time, and all his dirty clothes were replaced by the Great Magician.

Isel felt that he should be loyal to the Great Magician, who had never looked down on him.

On that rainy night in the city of Hill, the Great Magician fled on a python that Isel had never seen before, surrounded by thousands of horses.

Isel has never blamed the Great Magician, never will, even if he became a slave of the Rooney family, Isel has only reverence and loyalty to the Great Magician.

"Your Excellency...... Isère...... I'm so tired......"

Isel's eyes darkened, and images flashed through his mind, including a bald head, and he smiled reluctantly, leaning against the wall, and closing his eyes.

Rooney, who was just going home, saw the scene.

Just after being scolded by Ferdinand, and even threatening to kill him, Rooney was not in a very good mood, and he was even more angry when he saw Isère sleeping against the wall.

"Isel! Lao Tzu feeds you every day, not for the fuck to let you sleep here and grind foreigners!" Rooney jumped off the griffin, pulled out the leather whip he had brought with him, and slammed it on Isère's body.

Stains of blood appeared, and blood spilled from them. Isel was already skinny - he looked more like a corpse now.

After several lashes, Isère didn't react.

Dead?, Rooney stopped waving his whip and stepped forward to probe Isère's breath.

And breathing......

But at this point, it seems that there is no way to continue working.

There's no way to work, why are you still raising this white-eyed wolf?

Rooney put the whip away, his brow furrowed, and then eased.

Didn't the Holy See catch a heretic lately? This Isère looks very similar to the portrait of the man.

I heard that you can get a reward of 500 gold coins for providing useful clues this time, what if you catch Isel and top the bag?

"Hey...... Rooney burst out laughing, smiling like a demon.

Isel was carried by him to the griffin with one hand, and then tied Isel with the griffin's rope and hung it in a hidden clasp in the griffon's saddle.

Rooney leapt onto the griffin, and with a screech, the griffon flew up.

Isel hung beneath the griffin, and the whip marks on its body were dripping drop after drop of blood, and the bright red droplets of blood fell rapidly, disappearing between the ground and the air.

P.S. made a slight change, so it was an hour late.

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