Wang Tiedan felt that he had gone too far.

I wanted to pretend to play the role of a god stick in order to excuse the [Life Healing Potion] that appeared inexplicably, but I didn't expect to make such a big move and actually make these unruly werewolves surrender to him.

Could this be the legendary spirit of the king? As long as the tiger's body is shaken, thousands of little brothers will come to surrender?

Uh, the joke is too big!

Picking up a group of werewolves, Wang Tiedan tried to explain that all this is not his own credit, it was given to you by the god of war Ula, and in the dark, it is the god of war that you believe in Ula is helping you, not my Wang Tiedan.

He began to play Tai Chi, pushing the boat down the river, and pushed the credit for saving people, and the mysterious appearance of the [Life Healing Potion] all on the head of the unwarranted 'God of War Ula', he didn't want to expose the biggest secret hidden in his heart.

Obviously, he had made the mistake.

After many years, Wang Tiedan realized that doing good deeds in the name of the god of war Ula would not work.

He only knew that the hundreds of millions of orc people in this world believed in the god of war, but he didn't know that the 'God of War Urayatu' had been lost in the war between gods and demons ten thousand years ago, and it had long since disappeared.

The orcs living in this world today are a group of people who have been abandoned by the gods, if anyone dares to say that they can get the blessing of the god of war or get the items given by the god of war, then hundreds of millions of orcs will regard you as the embodiment of the god of war and the spokesperson of the god of war walking in the world.

Wang Tiedan, who had just arrived, knew that the 'God of War Ula' had long been lost, and he admired his good Tai Chi with self-righteousness, and he didn't notice that the werewolves looked at him wrong.

Holding the hand of Brother Lin Hu beside him, Wang Tiedan was still continuing his flickering career, talking nonsense affectionately: "When I was carried back to the cage by everyone and lay on the cold ground, I could hear everyone's pleading for the 'God of War Ula', and suddenly I felt a magical power poured into my body, and a mysterious voice was saying to me-Child, wake up quickly, the orcs need you, give you a bottle of magic medicine, hurry up and save everyone......"

"Then I woke up, woke up and saw that it was amazing, I actually had an extra bottle of potion in my hand, and you should have seen the rest of the matter, these credits are not mine, it is the great 'God of War Ula', it is the god of war who saved everyone. ”

Shhh

Hearing this, the werewolves collectively took a breath of cold air.

"Wow, wow, the glory of the god of war has finally returned to the world, and we are no longer God's outcasts......."

I don't know which werewolf took the lead and howled, and almost all the werewolves cried bitterly.

"God the Father has not forsaken us, and we orcs can return to the arms of God the Father again......"

A group of strong men who are five big and three thick, like a group of lonely, helpless orphans, hugging each other and crying, loudly venting the grievances and sadness that have been suppressed in their hearts for many years, and it seems that the children who have been separated for many years have finally found their biological father, and they are crying there.

Looking at the cell that had already burst into tears, Wang Tiedan secretly smacked his tongue and muttered quietly: "Good girl, the cowhide is blowing up, making people cry!"

Secretly blaming himself, he hurriedly comforted everyone, but these tenacious werewolves didn't listen, and the heart-wrenching cry made his head explode.

"I'd better flash people!"

Finding an excuse to be unwell, Wang Tiedan slipped into the room and avoided these werewolves who were crying like tearful people.

If you want to cry, you can cry, as long as you have a new faith in your heart, I believe that you will have more courage to live.

After returning to the room, Wang Tiedan felt a little tired, his head was groggy, and he estimated that he had consumed too much mental power today. First fought the one-eyed ogre in the gladiatorial arena, then went back and forth to the shuttle game and the real world to change dressings to save people, and finally was pitted by that 'turtle son', even people with strong nerves will feel tired.

Lying on the hard slate bed, the irrepressible sleepiness hit, taking advantage of the fact that the dark game was still escalating, he put his eyes on it, and seized the time to recover his energy, once the game was upgraded, he had to go in again to fight monsters and upgrade, and improve his strength, which is an urgent thing at the moment.

............

The bloodthirsty gladiatorial arena was brightly lit in the steward's room.

Wu Liang twisted his fat ass, Mimi's small eyes stared at the pile of gold coins as high as a hill on the table, and let out a greedy gaze like a hungry wolf, laughing happily there.

"Haha, Lao Tzu has made a fortune, this kid who digs people's ancestral graves is simply a lucky star for labor and capital, and he helped me earn so many gold coins in two days,"

Lying in the pile of gold coins, Wu Liang didn't want to come down.

"These stupid nobles, all of them want to go crazy for money, and they all buy ogres to win, but the werewolves win, and this time the labor and capital have earned tens of thousands of gold coins!"

Wu Liang's round figure and fat face rolled excitedly in the pile of gold coins, and he felt extremely proud and glad that he had spent a silver coin to buy the slave who 'dug the ancestral grave of the family'.

One silver coin for so many gold coins, no matter how this deal is calculated, it is a good deal of 'big pie'.

Just as he was rolling around excitedly, the brightly lit room suddenly dimmed, a gust of wind hit, and a ghost-faced man in black appeared strangely in the room, and the temperature in the room dropped and the cold was overwhelming.

"Why hasn't the thing promised me come true?"

An eerie voice came from behind.

Wu Liang, who was originally smiling in the spring, was startled by the prominent voice, and a 'lazy donkey turned over' and climbed up violently, and suddenly a small fireball appeared in his hand, vigilantly looking at the uninvited black shadow, and after he saw the person clearly, he showed an embarrassing smile.

Standing in the room was the guest of honor who had been dug up the ancestral grave - the mysterious ghost-faced man in black.

Well, it seems that I have received money from others, but the matter does not seem to have been completed, so I am not looking for labor and management to return the money, right? This is not good, labor and management are notoriously untouchable, and it is impossible to spit out the gold coins in hand.

Wu Liang guessed the meaning of the mysterious ghost-faced black man, and haha: "Oh, isn't this a noble adult, what kind of southeast and northwest wind is blowing you over, I also said that I am so excited, it turns out that your old man is here, and it is ...... far away."

After shaking off the fat that was quite heavy in his body, Wu Liang began to play 'cheap', and he had already played the trick of sloppy eyes.

The mysterious ghost-faced man in black ignored Wu Liang, who looked cheap, and still said in a cold tone: "After accepting my money, you should finish things for me, I don't want that little bastard to leave the gladiatorial arena alive next time." ”

When Wu Liang heard that he was not here to ask for money, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart cheered Xiao Jiujiu - you are not here to ask for money, you must have come to send me money, so impatient that slave died, I must be able to take out a little money from your pocket.

So his face was not red and his heart began to flicker: "Oh, my lord, you don't know, that new human slave is worth a lot of money now, and the boss said that he would take him to a bigger slave arena, and you can't give me 'how much' money, I can't disobey!"

gritted his teeth and highlighted the pronunciation of the word 'how much', Wu Liang admired his shamelessness a little.

"You ......" The ghost-faced black clothes were furious, pointing at the greedy dead fat pig, and burst out with terrifying killing intent.

", do you still want to do it?" Wu Liang was frightened by the sudden outbreak of the ghost-faced black-clothed man, subconsciously took a step back, and suddenly thought that this was his territory, and he didn't need to be afraid of him at all, so he shouted angrily: ", do you know whose territory is here? The invincible King Caesar! Dare to eat black in this realm, you don't want to live...... Come on, close the door and let the dog ......"

Looking at Wu Liang, who was jumping up and down, the mysterious ghost-faced man in black seemed to have some scruples, and was silent for a long time, forcibly holding back the idea of killing the dead fat pig in front of him, reluctantly took out a bag from his arms and threw it over, and then left the room without looking back. He didn't want to look at this greedy dead fat pig again, for fear that he couldn't help but do it, and if he did, the consequences would not be something he could bear......

The man walked away, but the voice came clearly: "This is the last time, don't challenge my patience, next time I don't want to see that little bastard leave the gladiatorial arena alive!!"

Wu Liang quickly used the bag with his hands and feet, watched the man in black walk away, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and muttered in a low voice: "Paralyzed, you can't play like this next time, if you break your promise, it is estimated that the really can't help but do it, it seems that this cash cow can't be saved......"