The two of them left in a huff, Townsend was neither angry nor depressed, at most a little helpless, just his own temperament. 【ka"

In fact, he knows very well how others perceive himself.

Townsend understands that a lot of "you don't like you" is caused by differences in consciousness, such as his habit of treating Ingmar as an ordinary person, but helplessly, others simply treat Ingmar as an idolatry. Just like just now, he just joked behind his back, ".1 Old man Bu,", which caused a backlash from them.

Townsend believes that people who can scold and laugh can deal with them for a long time. Some people keep a straight face all day long, open their mouths and close their mouths, write compassion with their left foot and carve sorrow with their right foot, and don't make themselves into rare animals and swear not to give up.

Townsend thinks he has a good attitude, but his mentality is sometimes difficult to explain to people, and he can't explain it for a while. But in any case, with his own efforts, the cognitive difference between him and the people around him has gradually narrowed, almost to the point where he is almost ignored by people + passion

So, this has nothing to do with me, and I can only blame Ingmar!

The momentum of the contemporary master is too strong, it is simply a 1,000-watt big light bulb, casually hang it next to everyone, and the difference in consciousness that was almost invisible is instantly magnified by the strong light!

In this way, it is difficult to achieve common ground while reserving differences, and it is really a long way to go!

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are so naughty," Townsend sighed softly, "Actually, I'm very busy." ,”

"Yes, it's late. Then Townsend's face tightened: "You Xu Dan! Where are the deacons in the palace district? Where are they all dead?

Townsend was curious, and walked a little way from side to side, but he couldn't find the deacon. In the past, there were still people coming and going in the palace area, and now there is not even a little deacon on night duty, which is really strange!

Townsend is very difficult, if he throws a special ability out to make trouble with the wind and rain, this is the old nest of acquaintances: if you wave the tradition, lie down on the spot, and snot the next day to sweep the girl's face, because there are still lamps hanging on the palace wall, and under each lamp there is still a half-sized child.

This is the so-called Silvertao City Royal House Army. Or maybe a hundred years ago there was a group of normal soldiers standing below the name, but at this time the soldiers standing in front of Townsend were not normal!

Because the internal army had long been cut off by Pfister's relatives.

At the moment, these children standing guard were actually picked up by Pfister when he was wandering around. Let them make the army their home, but to ensure that they do not starve to death. But the children didn't understand, they thought that after eating Pfister's meal, they had to stand here for enough time.

Their dim bodies can't even hold up leather armor.

If you do something to them, they probably don't know what they should do: if you get closer, they will look at you with their belts in one hand and their helmets in the other, and their most innocent eyes, heaven and earth, wide: if they get any closer, he might cry to you

Don't be funny, they have to be led out by the deacon when they change the guard!

The Trident family, almost half of the generals in almost every generation have extraordinary backgrounds, or have been picked up, carried back, and walked back with big bellies, but to this day, it has not been swept into the garbage heap of history!

Townsend shook his head at history and sighed for a while, but he couldn't resist his fatigue, so he had to stride back the way he came.

The road was fast, and when he went out, turned a corner, and looked up at the pyramid, he returned to the Anomalous Division.

"Isn't it just a place to sleep?," Townsend raised his eyebrows, and thought about it: "Brother, I have a place to sleep, and I will give you a fresh sleep today!,"

The wind moves and the clouds move, the moon is hidden and the stars are sparse this night, so dark!

Faintly, a few light shadows rose at the foot of the pyramid, and unhurriedly, floating along the boulder tower body to the crescent moon platform outside the dream hall, two lights against the door, had reflected the edge of the hazy mist.

But at the same time, the lights also shone on the two sixteen-sided crystal casts that were rolling in the air, as well as the concave metal plate that was flat on the ground, only to hear the impact sound of "Ding Ding ~ Wow!," and a series of crisp sounds, a few circles of crowded heads began to move, the age is old and young, not only handymen, there are apprentices at all levels, but also genuine miracle masters?

What's even more strange is that this genuine ability master is still bullied, and like several apprentices on the left and right, his face is gloomy, and he is forced to bet.

"Hey, hey, I've won!," a fat palm stretched out, and a deep voice said, "Guys, give me a kill roll." ,”

"It's you again!," the apprentices shouted unlucky: ""The records we fought on the battlefield have been robbed by you these days!,"

"It's just a fair game, if you want people who are not convinced, you can try to report me." ,The winner crossed his hands on his waist, and sneered in his mouth, which was as wide as a palm: "Whether it is Yintao City or the local branch, uncle, I am walking sideways, you have to think about it, I know a lot of things about you."

Brother Xiong's domineering spirit shook out with a hint of mirror, and more than 30 people around him were speechless.

It seems that they have a lot of handles in the hands of others, so they are cold, and the surroundings are silent.

But just when Xiong Mao Xiong was grinning, a low wind whistle came from outside the crescent moon platform, and then there was a trilling sound of slightly heavy fabric shaking in the air.

"Whew!," everyone turned around, and it seemed that they saw a huge black lotus falling from the sky!

Rubbing his eyes, everyone saw that it was not a flower that fell from the sky, but a man in a black robe, who was not very tall, but his momentum was cold: the opening of his black robe even reached the position of Xiong's mouth, and after dang opened, it looked like a petal.

His legs, standing side by side, were like nails poked into the half-fist-thick railing, but they could not move in the night wind.

He didn't move, and the group of people here didn't dare to move

"Hey, friend, do you want to come and have fun?," someone took the liberty to speak, but was immediately smashed into the body by a lot of fists, and the G-faced person who came to the door of the dream hall in the middle of the night, would it be a good way?

"Hehe, senior, adult, we know each other, let's give way!," Brother Xiong Mao carefully accompanied the smiling face, he had already calculated that there was no one here tonight, so he dared to come to the opening, who would want to meet such a monster? That look is so cold, it's so penetrating!

"I heard that you walked sideways. The cold tone of the man on the door was not inferior to his gaze at all: "Go and show me." ,”

"I smiled at Qianxin, that's what we were talking about,"

"Won't?,"

This is a joke, senior, it's just a little joke, let's go faster.," Brother Xiong Mao, who was urging his subordinates to leave, felt that his younger brother suddenly fell down after stepping on the steps next to him, without shaking!

"Ahh

"Is it funny?," the doorman asked in a nonchalant tone.

"It's funny!no, no, no, it's not funny!," Xiong Mao Nan shook his head and nodded, not knowing what to do: "I don't know,"

The man on the door no longer paid attention to these people, his toes were a little, his body had already flown through the air, and the sound of ".huh," landed in front of the carved wooden door of the dream hall. At this time, the handymen and apprentices of the organic spirit have already cleaned the ground, and also packed up the gambling props, etc., and the style and tone of the seniors must be the anomalies of our guild!

Break his legs and his men's legs so that they can learn to walk sideways. He stretched out a finger, and when the finger was about to touch the door, he turned around and added: "The hair on their whole body has been plucked ten times. ,”

Someone asked: "This hair can also pluck ten ants,"

Either let him grow faster, or pull it out and stick it on and pull it out again. "What kind of brain are you?,"

"Apprentice brain. , "I didn't expect these guys to be tough:"" "Seniors go well." ,”

"Wait for me here tomorrow night, there can't be less people!," the man on the door didn't think so, and with a wave of his finger, he pointed to the only junior ability master: "If there is one less, I'll pick your skin!,"

"Why are you picking my skin!," as long as he is a miracle master, even if he is a beginner, his temper will not be small.

Because you're fat, you're good. ," the doorman replied solemnly. But the apprentices next to them couldn't help but laugh.

This is the real joke, the G-side seniors who can joke about it, at least much closer to their own side.

I'm a little fatter, but that's not a crime!," But the junior ability master quit: "Senior, why did you come at me?,"

"It's not a sin to be fat, it's a sin for a group of thin people to do bad things and bring a fat man." ,"The man on the door sneered:".Isn't it just a thing that fills the pit?,"

"I'm just filling the pit with thunder!," the fat man broke the jar and broke it, and let go out of his posture of not wanting to die: "Then you still told me to bring them, what do you mean?"

"Who comes and who doesn't, I have the final say: how they come, whether they are complete after they come, you have the final say. ," the eyes of the g-faced man began to sweep across the crescent moon platform: "Even if there is only a piece of minced meat left on this platform tomorrow, it doesn't matter, I, you'll be fine." ,”

"Uh, what?," the fat master was a little unsure: "Senior, what do you mean?,"

Lend you two helpers and figure it out for yourself. The man on the door threw a ball of paper over, and pulled out two pieces of paper from his arms with his backhand: "It's almost enough to learn this again." Remember, you only have one night, and you can't lend it, you can't leak it, you can't copy it!, or you'll be chopped into meat sauce!,"

"What if someone else peeks at it?,"

"I'll chop you into meat sauce too!," the doorman snorted coldly: "Definitely not?,"

"Clear!," the fat man's heart is infinitely sad: no matter how much I jump, the result will be around the bun filling, and the farthest is only a rolling pin, God."

Anyway, it's like this, so I might as well take a look at what this madman gave me?a.