In the middle of the night, the industrial area is still lively.

Leather and tailors are making boots and clothing, and gold and stonesmiths are also making gift boxes and carving statues of gods.

The whole city did not become quiet because of the night.

Fang Hao walked out of the Lord's Mansion and went all the way to the pavilion next to the industrial zone.

A huge luminous stone that shines brightly.

On the stone table in the middle of the pavilion, there are pastries and wine, and a beautiful woman in a long dress sits on a stone chair, flipping through the comics in her hand while taking a sip of wine from time to time.

Fang Hao walked into the gazebo and sat down on the side.

"Why are you here again?"

"It's light over here." The dragon queen replied casually.

Fang Hao leaned forward, wanting to pull her up and sit in his arms.

The dragon queen didn't move, her eyes looked around vigilantly, and after thinking about it, she still leaned back, slowly raised her legs, and put them on his knees.

Showing white and tender feet, and delicate smooth stockings.

"My daughter is back, don't go too far."

This is for fear of being seen by Beate, affecting his image, and not wanting to snub him.

Then I chose a covert and compromise approach.

Let him have a good time.

"Don't be so careful."

"I'm not as cheeky as you." The dragon queen said.

Fang Hao didn't care, what he couldn't do here.

rubbing it gently, he continued to ask casually, "If you read the comics, you won't be afraid of affecting your mother's face." ”

"What's so bad about that."

Fang Hao didn't say much, but continued: "By the way, I want to discuss something with you, it can be regarded as cooperation, commercial cooperation." ”

The dragon queen looked sideways at her, "What cooperation?" ”

In fact, the relationship between the two has long exceeded the stage of the cooperative alliance.

If it weren't for the identity of the dragon queen, the reputation left in the outside world for so many years, the two might have been entangled a long time ago.

Now we are still talking about cooperation, which is somewhat rusty.

"I said, you can't be angry."

The dragon queen retracted her legs, sat down at the table, and looked at him seriously, "Say, at least I won't kill you." ”

Forehead.......

Fang Hao still said: "I just wanted to ask, is it possible to change some dragon blood to make some potions to improve physical fitness." ”

The dragon queen's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at him seriously.

With the physique of the dragon clan, it is actually nothing to ask for some blood.

But there's a dragon majesty at stake involved.

What do you think of dragons, captive livestock? And give you blood?

Therefore, no matter how strong the dragon clan is and the dragon blood is high in the market, there are no members of the dragon clan who will sell blood.

Even if there were, it wouldn't be in the world.

Fang Hao just wanted to get some dragon blood to make it into a potion to improve the physique of the living heroes in the territory.

I came to the dragon queen to discuss this matter.

"You're provoking me?"

"No, let's say okay, don't be angry."

"I only promise, I won't kill you." The dragon queen lifted her white feet and kicked them directly.

Fang Hao's eyes were quick, he grasped it in his hand, and then hugged it, "It's wrong, it's wrong, don't do it." ”

Both of them are high-ranking gods, and the dragon queen can't really use the power of the godhead.

Her legs were hugged again, causing her to lie on her back on the bench, and Fang Hao climbed up little by little, hugging her shoulders.

You can feel a comfortable feeling of pressure in your chest.

The dragon queen was hugged to death, her eyes widened and she stared at the face that was close at hand, her face flushed, "Get up, what should I do if I am seen." ”

"I'll get up, you're so hands-on."

The dragon queen frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Don't make trouble, I won't do it, hurry up." ”

Fang Hao didn't dare to go too far, and slowly let go of her.

The dragon queen straightened her clothes, glared at him in annoyance, and said, "I'll think about it and give you an answer then." ”

"Okay." Fang Hao coughed lightly, and then whispered, "Let's go back to the room and sit down, I'll tell you a story." ”

"What story to tell?"

"You'll know then."

Fang Hao took her hand, just wanting to pull her up.

Above, there was a sound of breaking the air.

The harpy on duty fell from the sky, looked down at the two of them, and said, "My lord, the queen of dragons, there are trolls coming from the Bloody Mountain Range, saying that there is something important and wants to see you. ”

Trolls from the Bloody Mountains?

The Sthtra of the Bloody Mountains, which has a sounding conch with the main city, is also a leader himself, and is affected by the effect of the 'Dictatorial Tyrant'.

It is possible to communicate in the manner of a believer in the divinity.

If there's anything going on, you can contact yourself directly.

How could someone rush over in the middle of the night?

"Bring him here."

"Yes, sir." The harpy leapt into the sky, flapped her wings and left.

After a while, several skeleton soldiers, with a tall troll, walked over from a distance.

As the figure appeared in the light, it also made Fang Hao see his appearance clearly.

Neam!

Neam is a Troll Merchant supported by 'Stella'.

The head of the official caravan of the Bloody Mountains is also one of the few trusted clansmen in the Sidestra.

After seeing Fang Hao, Neam immediately knelt down and saluted, "Lord Lord." ”

A pair of eyes, looking at the dragon queen again.

I could feel the majesty emanating from this woman, but I didn't know what to call it, so I held it for a long time and didn't say anything.

Fang Hao was even more curious about his intentions.

The geographical location of the Bloody Mountains is unlikely to be dangerous.

Why did he come back.

"Neham, why are you here?" Fang Hao asked directly.

"My lord, it's not good, the god of killing has descended on Zhenbei City, the entire upper echelons of the city have been controlled, and the leader of Sitra has also been imprisoned, I ran out to report to you." Neham said quickly.

The troll's ability to express himself is not so fluent, but he can understand the meaning.

Hearing the God of Killing, Fang Hao and the Dragon Queen, their eyes were full of surprise.

How could he be here.

Impossible.

"What's going on, how did the God of Killing appear here?" Fang Hao asked.

"I heard from the leader of the Strathra that it was a priest who had awakened the ability to communicate with the gods......

At this moment, the two immediately understood the meaning.

Believers who have the God of Killing comprehend the ability of 'Divine Believers', and then communicate with the God of Killing.

He noticed that there was also a troll territory here.

This made Fang Hao and the others very surprised.

Belief in divinity is very difficult to appear, and there may not be a few in a large family.

No one expected that a bloody mountain range that had been killed by Fang Hao and there were not many people left, there would actually be a divine believer.

This god of killing is really a good life.

The Dragon Queen is now, not to mention the divine believers, not even ordinary believers who spread the faith.

"Why are they imprisoned?" Fang Hao continued to ask.

"Because, the leader was caught lying when answering the question, so he was directly locked up, and the rest of the elders were also locked up." Neam continued.

Fang Hao nodded and looked at the Dragon Queen.

said: "It seems that we are going to go over and have a look." ”

The dragon queen frowned slightly, and said, "There is still a battle going on over there in the Undead Desert, and now is not a good time to deal with the troll gods. ”

At the same time, the gods on both sides of the opponent will make them passive.

If the other side unites again, then there is no chance of victory.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Neham slammed his head twice, and said, "Please, sir, madam, save our leader." ”

A word of lady made the dragon queen glare at him again.

Fang Hao ignored the gaze he cast, but said: "The traversers of the entire Undead Desert are rebelling against the undead, and they won't notice us for a while, let's deal with this matter first." ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Take the three-headed canine dagger and talk to him."

"Tonight?"

"Tonight, just in time."

Fang Hao immediately contacted 'Cleolando' and asked her to trade the three-headed dagger first.

A few more 'Nisbits' were called, the teleportation was released, and several people walked directly into the light curtain.

……

Zhenbei City, Chief's Hall.

The luminous stone was still bright, but the hall was empty.

Fang Hao looked at 'Neham' on the side, "Where are the people locked up, let's go and save people first." ”

He was really afraid that the God of Killing would kill the Stella and them.

The gods and will not care about the life and death of ordinary people.

"...... in the dungeon." A few people left the chief's hall and came outside.

It was already the second half of the night.

The guard at the door, leaning against the corner of the wall, snoring as shrill as a siren.

The others ignored it and followed 'Neham' in one direction.

Soon, we came to the dungeon.

The troll's dungeon, the environment is even worse, and there are no guards at the door, so I should be hiding somewhere to sleep.

When they entered the dungeon, they saw that the dimly lit dungeon was full of prisoners.

There are the skeleton heroes 'Giant Wall' and 'Black Sword' left behind, as well as Sitra and many troll high-level leaders.

It's just that at this time, Sitra's appearance is a little miserable.

His body was covered with whip marks, and the man fell into a coma.

"Your Excellency!" When everyone saw Fang Hao, they greeted each other in unison.

Fang Hao nodded, "Release everyone down." ”

Behind him, Nisbit and Neam stepped forward together and opened all the cages one by one.

Someone fed Stella some potion.

Stella, who was unconscious, slowly woke up.

Seeing Fang Hao coming, he immediately saluted, "Lord Lord." ”

Trolls' physique is much better than that of ordinary people, and ordinary flesh injuries will not make them incapacitated.

Fang Hao nodded and asked, "Are you sure it's the God of Killing?" ”

"Sure, and the other party also admits that he is the god of killing." Stella said directly.

"Well, let's go, let's go see this god together."

And they went out again.

Passing through the dark streets, he returned to the chief's quarters.

In a luxurious room, a sleeping troll priest was seen.

"He'll enjoy it."

As soon as he was able to communicate with the gods, he arranged such a room for himself.

Listening to this deafening snoring, Fang Hao said directly: "Let him wake up." ”

A Nisbit stepped forward and slapped him twice in the face.

The wearer's scaly gloves shaved his face into a bloody blur.

In a wail, he woke up directly.

"What are you going to do, Stella, Neham, that you want to disobey the will of the gods, and that you are not afraid of being punished?" The troll roared loudly.

"Call out the God of Killing." Fang Hao said directly.

The Troll Priest had seen Fang Hao and knew that this person had almost killed the entire Bloody Mountain Range.

His eyes were angry, but he didn't say much.

Sitting on the bed and closing his eyes slightly, he saw a divine light suddenly descend on him in the next second.

When he opened his eyes again, he exuded a terrifying aura full of murderous intent.

"You want to see me?" A deep voice rang out.

Fang Hao looked at him and said in a cold voice, "God of Killing, who allowed you to detain my people in my realm?" ”

(End of chapter)