The shadow of the knife flickered, and Lamir stabbed the katana straight into the heart of Zou Qiaoren's back. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The fierceness of the sword wind and the brutality of the power have all reached the peak in an instant, if you want to break through Longquan Mihuche's automatic protector defense, then from the very beginning, you have to make a special move to have a chance, Ramil obviously understands this very well.

With a loud "bang", Longquan Mihu had already automatically flew out, intercepting Ramiel's falling katana like lightning, and in the sparks, Longquan Mihu Che released a dazzling light, as if he was also trying his best.

Ramil was expected, and the corners of his mouth curled into an eerie smile.

I only heard him say, "Release!"

Suddenly, out of thin air, small ropes of water appeared, binding the fake katana and the real Longquan Mihu together tightly, like kraft candy, sticky to death, unable to shake off at all.

Longquan Mihu trembled up and down, but he couldn't break free from the sudden restraint.

Ramil snorted and said in a low voice: "No matter how powerful you are, after all, it is a weapon, how can it be compared with the wisdom of the goblin, a dead thing can never become a living thing." ”

Longquan Mihu Che was still struggling, and taking advantage of this opportunity, Ramir mobilized his free left hand, and small water thorns sprouted around his hand, like an iron thistle, and attacked the back and heart of Zou Yuren.

It turned out that this was a diversion of the tiger from the mountain.

Adjusting a weapon to leave the mountain is also thanks to Ramir's brain, but only a guy like him who can adapt to the times anytime and anywhere can really become an excellent commander, and his receptivity and adaptability are undoubtedly the best weight for the army to win. So in a sense, Zou Qiao people will lose, and they will not be humiliated.

While the situation on the side of the Zou people is critical, the Holy Water Palace is also not having a good time.

In the council chamber of Proclestius, a group of senators were tied up with magic ropes and thrown into a corner, while Hermes VII was specially taken out and tied to a pillar in the council chamber.

The ropes that bind the elders were specially made from the Fire Clan's Weapon Pavilion, which had the effect of suppressing the transformation of physical strength into magic and suppressing the power of the bloodline, so the elders could now be regarded as powerless old men, and they all looked as if they had aged for several years all at once.

Hai Lishante sat leisurely on the golden bench at the head of the long table of the council, his expression was arrogant and proud, he looked at the group of sad elders, their eyes were terrified, they did not dare to look at him, this intensified his sense of satisfaction, Hai Lishante sneered in his heart, you also have today?

Helisant didn't bother to look at the spineless old foxes, and instead focused on his ultimate goal—Hermes VII, who was tied to a pillar.

Helizant knew that although Ramil had stabbed Hermes VII in the vital spot, that blow alone would not be enough to kill the once powerful senator, at most it would replace him with a serious injury, but even if it was only a serious injury, it would be enough. On the contrary, if he is allowed to die in vain, Hai Lishan will regret it.

If their arrogant patriarch hadn't been able to grind off his minions, frustrate his sharpness, and let him knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach mixed with blood, how could Hailishante be willing?

Revenge and liquor are an indispensable part of Hailishante's life now, and he also relies on revenge and liquor to obtain the pleasure and pleasure of life.

Well, now it's time for the pleasure to begin.

"Give me your sword. ”

Hai Lishan ordered a nearby Praetorian Guard soldier, whose eyes were dazed, like a puppet without a soul, obediently unsheathed his sword, and respectfully presented it with both hands.

He took the sword in one hand, pulled the golden bench down to a forty-five degree angle with the other, and he slowly dragged the golden bench towards Hermes VII, the sound of the friction between the floor and the metal chair legs, like the tip of the heart being grabbed, tormented the aquatic elders present, and the golden bench was placed only one meter away from Hermes VII.

Helshante glanced at Hermes VII, who was still fainting with his head hanging weakly, and then glanced at the golden bench, raised his eyebrows, and with his action, the forehead lines on his head appeared, and that appearance looked very peaceful, as if a normal person was thinking, but if you know Helishant, you will know that once he shows this expression, it means a bad start.

I could only hear Hai Lishan whispering to himself: "Tell me, my coronation ceremony, how can you not watch it, well?

The last sentence suddenly rose in pitch, shocking all the elves present, and at the same time, the thin sword in Hailishante's hand stabbed Hermes VII in the shoulder quickly and straight like a snake coming out of a hole.

The clear pain in his shoulder brought Hermes VII to his senses from his fainting, and he jerked his head up and let out a howl of pain, his teeth bared and the veins around his eyes bulged, evidently in great pain.

Hearing this wail, Helisant smiled at once, and he approached Hermes VII and whispered in his ear, "This cry is quite wonderful!

Hermes VII turned his head and wanted to do something to Hailishante, but he was skillfully dodged by Hailishante, he was tied up and couldn't move, only glared at Hailishante angrily, and his eyes seemed to be about to erupt with flames.

"Tsk, patriarch, why do you have to be so angry! If you don't like the sword I left on your shoulder, I'll just take it away!"

Hai Lishante smiled, and as he spoke, he pulled out the sword at once, crisply and neatly, without pausing at all, the blood rushed out with the sword, and the wound hurt again, and Hermes VII tried to control himself, only let out a muffled snort.

"What are you holding!" Hai Lishante's eyes widened, his face was hideous, he quickly raised his hand, and suddenly stabbed his sword into the other shoulder of Hermes VII, the stab was precise and cruel, "What I want to hear is your cry!

Hermes VII was stabbed by another blow that caught him off guard, and howled again.

The patriarchs next to him were helpless, all of them were pale, and they were scrambling to shout "Patriarch", "Patriarch", and the helpless appearance increased the pleasure in Hailishante's heart!

Yes, yes, yes! That's right! The pain is going to cry out! It's uncomfortable, it's scared, it's going to show up in front of me! You damned scum, damn Basil's watchdogs!

Helisante was simply mad, and he drew his sword again, and in a moment two holes appeared in Hermes VII's shoulders, two holes he had made, two holes that gave him great satisfaction.

This time, Hermes VII gritted his teeth and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, so that he finally did not allow himself to make any sound.

It was a shame for him to make a voice, it was tantamount to giving in to pain, it was a symbol of humiliation, and the leader of the dignified Basil family could never be so cowardly!

But this will inspire more fanatical revenge in Hailishante!

"Don't scream, yes! I've got a way to make you scream!"

Hai Lishante sneered, his appearance can no longer be described as normal, the luxurious, majestic old man looks completely crazy at this moment, his pupils are not focused at all, as if blackened, it is estimated that it is not the brain that directs him to act now, but the fanatical belief of revenge.

Helisant sat on the golden bench that had been moved, and now in terms of height, Hermes VII was tall, he was low, but his gaze was full of provocation and cruelty, Hermes VII's hair was messily loosened, and he lost his previous noble image, and he returned to Helishant with fiery eyes.

Hai Lishante turned the thin sword in his hand, suddenly snorted, and said: "If 365 holes are tattooed on you, then will you die?" I want to think about it, I can't think of it, otherwise we might as well try it ourselves?"

Hearing his crazy words, the rest of the patriarchs couldn't hold back any longer, and even if they were afraid, they shouted loudly, because they were afraid that this madman would really do this!

"Helishant, you're crazy!"

"How dare you do this to the patriarch!"

"You madman, don't stop yet!"

"Hai Lishante, you bastard!"

"How dare you do this to the patriarch!"

Threats, intimidation, and insults all at once!

Hai Lishante snorted impatiently: "Shut up!"

"But if any of you are willing to suffer for him, it's not impossible!"

For a moment, there was silence. The faces of the senators were as white as wallpaper, they were willing to defend Hermes VII desperately, because he was the leader of the Basil family, he couldn't fall, he would make a big mess if he poured the water tribe, and even their interests would be damaged, but none of them had the courage to bear the crazy revenge of Helisant for Hermes VII.

In the face of real death and suffering, no amount of benefit is enough to move them, and they retreat and shut up.

Hermes VII sneered, as the supreme leader of the Water Clan, how could he not know the intricate relationships between the power networks, and how could he not understand that the relationship between interests is very fragile, if he is not the leader of the Basil family today, this group of guys will abandon him mercilessly in the next second. But it is precisely because of this network of interests that he can control this group of guys, so in the face of this situation, Hermes VII is not surprised or cold.

"Why embarrass them, even if they want to, how can you give up on the purpose of your heart. ”

"The patriarch really knows me!"

Hai Lishan laughed suspiciously, turned the thin sword in his hand, and said, "Since this is the case, then, Patriarch, you might as well start our attempt!"

Hermes VII's eyes were sharp, staring straight at Helisant's almost distorted face, and a little light reflected in his pupils, the reflection of the tip of the rapier in his pupils, the rapier, now, was stabbing at him at a rapid pace!