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Lan Yiwen looked at the voice and couldn't help but be startled. The giant creature in front of www.biquge.info in front of him retains its humanoid body on its upper body, while its lower body has a reptilian torso and stout, clawed limbs like a wingless dragon. A stout tail flicked around incessantly.

The creature, with its lizard-like scaly head, was looking at Lan Yiwen with its vertical pupils, its eyes full of dangerous cunning and ruthlessness.

Lan Yiwen looked at the "big lizard" in front of him who was wearing leather and holding a spear, and swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

"Hey, what's the way this is coming from?" Lan Yiwen gently poked Wei'er under the table, keeping his voice to a minimum.

"It's all your broken mouth, you get into trouble everywhere, they're dragon orcs. But it's annoying. ”

"Why?"

"Because drakemen are one of the few dragonborns who gather in tribal groups. And they see themselves as the most devout believers in dragons, and more importantly, they have brains. ”

"Got brains?"

"As brutal as they may seem, they are actually very cunning, and drakemen are notoriously cunning. If you're targeted by them, you're basically going to die. ”

"So miserable?" Lan Yiwen looked at the dragon orcs, only to find that they were staring at him, as if they were about to tear themselves to pieces at any moment.

"What do you want to do?" Lan Yiwen looked at the dragon orc who hit the head. A disgusting breath erupted from the big mouth full of fine and sharp teeth, which made Lan Yiwen, who had just eaten a full meal, very uncomfortable.

"Hiss, lowly human you have blasphemed the great dragon god, hiss, you will pay the price!"

"What are you going to pay me for? Lan Yiwen frowned and looked at this big monster covered with green scale armor, he couldn't say how he felt now, he was actually threatened by a big talking lizard.

"Hiss, only your flesh and blood can calm the anger of Lord Tamerret. Sizzle. The drake orc let out a loud roar with its forked tongue, which shook the hut.

The surrounding diners looked at this side, but there was no fuss, and the strangely shaped creatures let out all kinds of strange laughter and gloated at this side. A few Sibian goatmen sat beside them, with strange cries in their mouths, and ducked to the side with their back-jointed hooves, grasping their great axes with their large purple hairy hands, and with the other hand they did not forget to take away the tender meat legs roasted on the table.

"Well, this just collapsed. Lan Yiwen looked at Wei'er a little helplessly, although this dragon orc looked terrifying, but Lan Yiwen was really not afraid, these guys were so powerful that they could have the body of Augustus's monster?

Lan Yiwen looked at Wei'er and wanted to ask what to do, but Wei'er hugged Xiao Hei and tilted her head to the side and said, "Solve your own affairs." "Wei'er is actually not worried about Lan Yiwen, after all, this is the city of eternal night, and with Lan Yiwen's strength, this mere three dragon orcs are not a problem, as long as he does not go to the hometown of the dragon orcs ---- Faerun.

Seeing Wei'er's ignorant appearance, Lan Yiwen was helpless, he rubbed his nose and looked at the dragon orc led by him: "I'm afraid this won't work, I think I can only say sorry to that Lord Thamritt." ”

"Hiss, daring human, you dare to defy Lord Thamryte. The dragon orc seemed to be enraged by Lan Yiwen's attitude, and its tail full of sharp bone spurs swung excitedly on the ground, sweeping the tables and chairs made of tree stumps to the side, making a loud "boom" sound.

Its large, five-fingered claws grabbed its spear with a long red rope and stabbed it.

Lan Yiwen saw the lizard make a move, stood up vigilantly, and assumed a defensive posture. The rattan hoop chair was rolled upside down by him.

For a moment, the smell of gunpowder in the green moss hut was strong, as if the next moment it would become a slaughterhouse of flesh and blood. The people who came to the city of eternal night were never cowardly masters, and they all looked excited when they saw that the battle was about to start. A bow demon waved his four strong arms and let out a strange cry. There was chaos in the house.

There was a crisp "bang" that broke the tense atmosphere in the moss hut.

"Oh, damn it, you bastards, how dare you make trouble in my Boente territory, beware that I make you a kebab!

Lan Yiwen only saw a gray-skinned, short, caveman holding a frying pan with his thick hands, waving it angrily. He jumped excitedly on his big feet, and struck the drake-orc's hard scale armor with the pan in his hand, ignoring his height, which was only the height of the drake-orc's belly.

Lan Yiwen could see clearly that it was the owner of the Green Moss Hut, the Dellet Cryptman. The Caveman of Nadelet was short, and even if he jumped on his feet, he couldn't hook the shoulders of the drakemen, but he still didn't fear to let out a cry that was not inferior to that of the drakes.

It has to be said that among all the Crypt People races, although the Dellett Cryptmen are not the most capable of fighting, they are definitely the most difficult and the most headache. Incredible courage, unbelievable temper, retributive care, cosmic cooking skills, and notoriously huddles and mysterious means of communication make them an unassailable danger in this multiverse.

Legend has it that there was a Seraphic Angel of the Sacred Heavenly Mountain, who once casually purified an "ugly" and "dirty" Delaite crypt man when he went out to manifest himself, and within a year, this seventh-level powerhouse was beheaded by a Yin Spirit Monarch who appeared out of nowhere. At that time, this incident caused an uproar in Heavenly Mountain, and even alarmed two holy angels. But then something surprising happened, and for some reason the Heavenly Mountain disappeared after a while. Later, after several inquiries, people learned that it was said that one of the Yin Spirit Sovereign's men was a Dellet Cryptman. God knows why those shadow creatures still need cooks, and it's hard for anyone to imagine a mighty shadow creature eating barbecue with its mouth full of oil.

Well, the Dellett Cryptman can't move, that's a truth that even a low-intelligence creature like the Heartless Demon understands.

Although the drake orc could have killed the dwarf caveman with a wave of his hand, it still didn't do anything. It twisted its lizard, or hornless-like head, and looked at Lan Yiwen with its vertical pupils, its eyes shining with an evil light.

"Hiss, human, I, Gerocut, Huntingtooth have remembered your taste, hiss, the warriors of the Verdant Blades will soothe the wrath of Lord Tameret with your blood, and you will be hunted down by the Emerald Blades for eternity. With that, the drake let out a demonstrative roar, then turned to leave.

"Whew, it's finally over. Seeing that the dragon orcs were actually scared away by Delett, Lan Yiwen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and sure enough, disaster came out of his mouth. But at the same time, he couldn't help but be surprised, it seems that this Delett cryptman really can't be provoked.

Seeing that the short crypt man was still looking at him angrily, Lan Yiwen couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, he brewed his feelings, and wanted to express his apologies.

However, the caveman who called himself "Boente" didn't have a chance to speak at all, he grabbed the frying pan and slapped Lan Yiwen's knee heavily, knocking Lan Yiwen let out a "whoop" cry, and the cryptman roared: "You stupid human, Tata heard it, you are picking things." Tata needs you to compensate me for my losses!"

"What?compensate for the damage?" Lan Yiwen glanced at the big tree stump seat that had rolled to the ground, with an innocent expression. It's clear that as long as you hold it up, at most, it will break a few plates, oh, Lan Yiwen glanced at the wooden plate on the ground again, and even the plate was not broken.

"What! How dare you eat a bully meal in my moss hut in Boente, I'm going to skewer you up and make a new dish!"

"I said, what is this, I will pay for the food, but this so-called loss is not caused by me, you go to the big lizard. Looking at the gray-skinned crypt man who was jumping and waving a frying pan, Lan Yiwen didn't know why, but he actually remembered the gray wolf. "If the gray wolf had your urine, it is estimated that the sheep village would have died eight hundred years ago. Lan Yiwen said secretly.

"Okay, count me unlucky, just the price of my cheapness. How many points do you need?" Lan Yiwen couldn't tell this Bo Ente in the end, he could only spend money to accept his fate.

"Boente don't need points, that thing is useless to me, I just need crypt rock mushrooms. Seeing that Lan Yiwen's clothes were soft, the crypt people calmed down a little.

"Crypt Mushroom, what is that? I don't have it. ”

"If you don't have one, you're going to look for it! The crypt man woke up with his big nose and looked at Lan Yiwen with a mentally retarded expression, obviously unable to understand why Lan Yiwen would ask such a stupid question.

"Let's find it, so we can go?"

"Well, let's go, Boente already remembers you!" The cryptman was satisfied after receiving Lan Yiwen's promise, he picked up a wooden plate on the ground and walked to the back kitchen.

Watching the crypt man simply leave, Lan Yiwen was a little stunned, he looked at Wei'er, and asked in amazement, "He just left?"

"Nonsense, otherwise, do I want to treat you to another meal?"

"Then he's not afraid I'll run away?"

"Of course not, believe me, not even a god would want to be hated by a Delette cryptman. ”

"So exaggerated?"

"That's the exaggeration. Wei'er looked at Lan Yiwen's eyes, revealing the taste of "you ask for more blessings".

"Hey, okay, let's take it one step at a time. Lan Yiwen was in a sunny mood, but suddenly dark clouds were thick, and he slapped his mouth hatefully, it was this broken mouth that caused trouble.

Looking at Lan Yiwen's sad expression, Wei'er smiled "poof", she thought about it and comforted: "Okay, don't worry so much, just find that crypt rock mushroom, aren't we going to go to the Kampa Star Field to find red stone? ”

Listening to Wei'er, Lan Yiwen finally put his mind at ease. He grabbed the participant and wiped his oil-stained mouth, and followed Vere out, he had to rest well today, and earn a few points tomorrow to go to the Kampa Star Field to find Redstone and open the crystal box.

At night, Lan Yiwen lay in his own cabin at the Dragon and Rose Hotel, looking at the sky outside the window, and at night, the protective shield of the City of Eternal Night gradually became transparent, revealing a sea of stars, which made people dizzy.

"It's beautiful. Lan Yiwen praised faintly, but why is he still a little homesick? (My novel "War Throne" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!)