"The system can. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info。。。 The amount is depleted, and the transmission ... The teleportation channel cannot be maintained. ”

"Please host do ... Good preparation, passage. It's about to crack. ”

"Please host ... Find it as soon as possible... High-energy substances。。。。。 Charging the system 。。。。。 “

The intermittent electronic synthesis sound came to an abrupt end next to Chen Fei's ears, and the spatial passage, which was originally as deep as the night, was filled with strange colors of light, and then, the shattered into countless fine pieces of light sand disappeared, and Chen Fei only had time to spread his innate true qi all over his body as if he was being pulled by thousands of invisible tentacles, and fell into the darkness holding the ice coffin.

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The Crantya Empire, north of the province of Danmo.

A gorgeous convoy slowly moved in the direction of Ridge Wind Howling Castle, tall warriors equipped with steel armor guarding every defensive point of this convoy, the cold wind of Danmo Province like an ice blade did not make the expressions of these warriors change in the slightest, stiff and cold, like the carving of a dwarven master, full of rough male charm.

A majestic middle-aged man walked at the front of the convoy, different from the other soldiers in the convoy, he was just wearing a chest armor, exposing his bare muscles in the cold wind splashing water into ice, the dense scars and battle scars seemed to be showing off the master's military exploits, the resolute face was scruffy but did not damage the master's majesty at all, a short dark blonde hair stood up like a steel needle, adding a bit of unruly temperament, and the blade of an exaggerated giant axe behind him was dark red, as if he had just drunk blood.

The mercenaries walking in Danmo will definitely be familiar with this giant axe, because it represents the majesty of the uncrowned king of the Danmo mercenary world, the majesty defended with blood and killing.

Wild Lion - Roland!

A golden powerhouse with the Warcraft Scarlet Raging Lion as a fighting spirit!

The only brave man who still has the courage to put on armor when the kingdom is in danger!

The king of mercenaries.

Hammering the giant axe on the ground with his backhand, cracks were smashed into the hard frozen soil, but Roland spat nonchalantly, staring at the air in front of him with his dim yellow pupils like a lion, and asked lightly: "How is it, have you found the camp left over from our training camp last time?" Suha's voice was rough but unusually calm, like Danmo's cold wind, which was very different from the rumored image of recklessness. But the warriors who stopped behind him were not surprised - if the mad lion was as stupid as the rumors suggested, the legend of the mercenary king would have come to an end, and only they, the members of the regiment, would know what kind of character their leader was.

Calm but also courageous and daring, with the cunning of a merchant and the persistence of a knight, such a contradictory person attracts countless people to follow him, creating one legendary story after another.

After a faint ripple, a slender figure wearing black leather armor appeared in the originally empty place, with slender eyes like snakes, three daggers tied to his legs, and the whole person's breath was fluctuating, and the voice was cold and slippery like a poisonous snake in the forest, but at this time there was deep helplessness: "What, boss, I found it, but I think we should change places." There's a strange guy lying there now, and it's not for us to go now, after all, Miss Linda。。。。。 ”

As if he had heard some taboo term, a look of panic flashed on the face of Roland, who was originally calm and composed, and his thick right arm appeared directly in front of Suha as if it had directly penetrated the space, and covered the latter's mouth fiercely.

"Uncle Roland, what name do you dare not even call?" The crisp voice was as beautiful as the laughter of a legendary angel, but Roland, the famous mad lion, had a panicked face, turned around stiffly, squeezed out a strange smile on his resolute face, and stammered: "What is the name, hahaha, little Linda, you must have heard it wrong." ”

"Really? The delicate eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and a pair of pure eyes stared at the two sneering with suspicion, and it was seen that Roland and Suha's hearts were also suspended, but the girl seemed to be persuaded by Roland's statement, her eyes bent, revealing a bright smile, but the words she said made the expressions on the faces of Roland and Suha, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, instantly froze.

"Then hurry up, Uncle Roland, I can't wait to see that strange fellow that Brother Suha spoke of. ”

Watching the girl's figure flutter away like a colorful butterfly, Roland's face was dull.

。。 Not again..

。。 These three days are already the seventh time.

。。 God, forgive me, take this lady away.

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The Lion Mercenary Group has always had a tradition of training in all kinds of dangerous areas, whether it is the hot desert, the jungle infested by demonic beasts from time to time, or the icy tundra plateau of Danmo Province, they have all conquered it, leaving the claw marks of the mad lion. In order to avoid possible snow collapse, the training ground of the Wild Lion Mercenary Group is located at the bottom of a prominent cliff, although two or three years have passed, but the traces of the camp at that time can still be seen, the broken arrow targets are neatly lined up, there are still a few arrows remaining on them, and a roaring lion is carved on the ground in the center of the field, exuding a faint scarlet light, and a hint of threatening aura will disperse the surrounding beasts - solidify the magic circle and disperse the beasts. This is also one of the main reasons why the training ground of the Wild Lion Mercenary Group can still maintain its original appearance in the wild, although its cost is high enough for some small mercenary groups to afford, but the Wild Lion still stubbornly maintains this style, which has not changed for more than 20 years.

"Brother Suha, where is that interesting guy? I can't find it. The crisp girl's voice was curious, the girl named Linda looked at the empty field in front of her and looked back with some distress and asked, Suha's slender body appeared behind Linda, and pointed out the direction to the girl with a wry smile, and looked in the direction, in the corner of the training venue, a simple figure in blood-stained gray clothes sat on a stone, with a huge ice-blue object placed horizontally on her lap, and on her resolute face, a pair of quiet eyes looked at it calmly, with a taste of peace like a wise man.

It's Chen Fei!

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