Chapter 119: Asola.****

Thinking of this, Lin Feng couldn't help but show a fierce light on his face, and Kendi, the moldy man who was lying on the gun, couldn't help but shiver on his body, what, it's cold! It seems that the temperature outside this ruin is really lower than that inside the ruins!

While eating, I listened to those mercenary adventurers farting on the side, most of them were beautiful mothers-in-law of which family, where the sister was juicy and tender, and who had a good capital of nonsense, but there were also some nutritious ones. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

For example, now that he knew that the forest of rest had not been peaceful for nearly a month, the Karaman family had sent an elite guard into the forest of rest. This time, this team is not going to kill demonic beasts like the army of the Karaman family who usually enters the Forest of Rest.

They went to kill, but their target was not Warcraft, they were there to kill.

Killing, killing people in large numbers, killing those who are not honest in the forest of rest, who like to rob people who have nothing to do.

All those who are not clean in the Karaman family case file are unlucky, once encountered, the person's head is cut down like a leek, if you are hitting the muzzle of the gun, you have no way to run, no matter who you are backstage, no matter who you call to be your father, once you meet the person who will kill him directly without begging for mercy, what? Surrender? Who has the kung fu to suppress you? Uncles have a task and are not available!

It's better to end it with a knife, and go down to the world with a knife.

During this period of time, this forest of rest is not very easy for some people, every day there is a certain mercenary group, a certain bandit team has gone to memorize the word, met these killing gods, and the news of being harvested came out.

It wasn't until a week ago that it subsided. I heard that this team has finally been recalled to Crimson City.

"This is the most elite guard of our Karaman family! Everyone is three, three or four meters tall, which can be... But there can be cultivators above the general level, and the number of people is still large, not to mention, to say less, there are seven or eight hundred. I, I'm telling you that our Karaman family has spent a lot of effort to clean up these bastards. Azora.** stammered these words with his drunken mouth, full of wine.

Essora.**Gen is certainly not a member of the Karaman family, and it is a miracle that the conservative Karaman family can find someone like Blind Ning Gold Coin who will change his clan name. For the dead wood of the Karaman family, Karaman's surname is almost the most important thing to show off on them.

Essora.** Root from the distant Dragon's Hills is a filthy goblin who is not more than a meter tall.

In fact, a creature like a goblin has no concept of a surname at all. In the eyes of most people on the Holy Wind Continent, something like a goblin, who is noisy and stupid all day long, can't be counted as an intelligent creature at all, and naturally shouldn't have a surname.

The surname was given by Asara herself, for he always felt that some parts of his country were much more powerful than his other people, who were stupid and dirty and didn't know what to call all day long, as Miss Red Cherry of Mai Lane could attest.

In fact, for a while, he used to call himself Athola Karaman. Because he is a full 53 years old, he is already considered to be an old man in the goblin race, and he has spent two-thirds of his life in this huge red-blooded city, although he has no vampire blood, but he feels that he is already a very pure Karaman.

Unfortunately, Karaman's rulers didn't think so, and the day after he changed his surname to Karaman, a whole group of vicious vampire guards burst into his garbage-like room, picked him up, and brought him into some special department to have a good conversation with him. If it weren't for it, he Essora, who had always been loyal and honest, almost didn't come back, and he had to change the surname Karaman back to ** under force of force.

It's just that he is still accustomed to thinking that he is a fairly pure Karaman, and he has not learned anything after staying with the vampires of Karaman for a long time, but he has learned ten out of ten from our Karaman family.

"Hahahaha, seven or eight hundred elite guards, Silly Root, how do you know? Your Miss Red Cherry told you in bed again, right?" **Root's remarks caused the surrounding hall to laugh, and they laughed and said. Silly root is their nickname for Essora, because they think that a goblin like ** root who can't speak a stupid word clearly, where is he worthy of a giant character?

"I ...... Bah, seven or eight hundred, I saw it with my own eyes. Provoked by the companions around him, Aisola was in a hurry, and his speech actually became smoother, and he didn't stutter at all.

Dancing and gesturing, "It's so tall, so strong." All of them are dressed in shiny clothes, all of them are three or four meters tall, and they all have the rank of general at least in cultivation. Azora.**Gen said with a look of rather excitement in her eyes.

"Bah, let you stink!" a loud, rather incongruous voice came from the other side of the restaurant.

The speaker was a dwarf Darragan Hammer, who was sitting in a corner of the restaurant holding a large wine jar and gulping wine. A large amount of wine spilled from the rim of the jar he had placed near his lips, soaking his face with a full beard.

This guy is familiar to everyone, he is a guard of a famous caravan in Crimson Blood City, "Luther Caravan", I heard that he just returned to Crimson City from the Forest of Sabbath to guard the caravan a few days ago.

"Who's it, who's it, what bastard......" Essora.**Gen heard someone interrupt him, and was still scolding him for being in a hurry, and before he could raise his head, his face broke out, and a pair of soybean-sized eyes widened. It was only when he looked up and saw Darragan Hammer's ugly face like dead bark that he hurriedly paused.

This short man is not easy to mess with, he has a hot temper and a small heart, but he has a little strength, almost everyone in this tavern has been taught by him, especially he Esora.**Gen, the loss at the hands of this short-tempered dwarf is not a little bit.

Asura just said wistfully, "Where did I fart?" Let me tell you, Iron Hammer, I have seen it with my own eyes, seven or eight hundred, all three or four meters tall, or above the level of cultivation..."

"Fart!" Darragan Hammer simply dropped the jar in his hand, "When have you ever seen the Karaman family have guards three or four meters tall?"

"Hey, it's all said to be an elite guard, otherwise why is it so powerful?"