As soon as the effects of the anesthetic wore off, Palanti's face turned pale. Many fighters don't care about physical pain in life-and-death battles, but when the battle is over, they will suffer the consequences. Even with a strong will like Palanti, it is difficult to endure physical pain after relaxing.

The military sacrifice had already done preliminary treatment for her, but the effect of the divine art was more suitable for removing diseases and treating external injuries, and the effect on the hard injuries of broken bones in her body was not very obvious, and in the end, it was necessary to rely on the bone renewal potion prepared by Luo Lana to get further treatment. Of course, the usual side effect of alchemical potions is that she needs a lot of sleep to regain her energy, and she has just been woken up for unavoidable reasons.

After using the anesthetic to keep Palanti asleep, Lolana stood up, straightened the folds in her skirt, pulled down her hood and walked out of the carriage.

The kobold soothsayer crouched under the buttocks of the mules and horses pulling the cart, holding a broken bowl that was too large for him, shaking his head and munching on his head. Humans who claim to be a higher civilization have a psychological barrier to the friendship of gray goblins, but kobolds are never picky. As long as it is something that can be eaten, he will not refuse.

Lolana jumped out of the carriage and walked over to the kobold, coughing lightly to draw his attention away from the food. The kobold looked up and saw her eyes, and suddenly shivered all over his body, and the thing he had just swallowed was stuck in his throat, and his face turned iron blue.

"Mr. Apache, I think you owe me an explanation. Lolana said with a smile, her tone sounding a little cold.

"Dear Madam, Apache commends you for your generosity, but you must not talk nonsense. The kobold swallowed the food in his throat with great difficulty, wiped his mouth with a non-satisfied face, and replied with an innocent face, "I told you that although the goddess of the earth is omniscient and omnipotent, the kobold's divination is not. For my people, the most important question is tomorrow's food source, how can you humans still have so many ** needs......"

"But you assured me that this was Palanti's chance to advance. Lorana frowned slightly, and said with some displeasure.

"Oh my God, dear lady, you can't impose your own brain on me. The kobold spread his hands and said helplessly: "I just predicted that the little girl would be in such danger, but in the end I saved the day, and I gained something." This is the result of divination. ”

"Is that what you mean by turning danger into a disaster?" Lolana snorted, took out a hay-woven doll from her sleeve, handed it to Apache, and said in a cold voice, "If it's as you say, then turn the tide and show me now, Apache-sir?"

"Is it my fault that the earth goddess is above?" Apache saw the hay puppet, and immediately covered his head and screamed: "Anyway, you have caught all the murderers, and you can torture them to extract confessions, does this have anything to do with me?"

"I don't know much about voodoo puppetry, and the bandit leader can't be trusted, so I'll have to ask you to figure it out. (Read the latest chapter, please visit)" Lolana placed the hay doll in Apache's hand, and her face turned grim.

"Oh, come on, that's what goblins are good at, you should go to Wesley, they're distant relatives!" Apache shook his head desperately, clutching his rice bowl and tossing the hay doll aside.

"Either you fix this trouble, or I'll fix your problem now. Lorana narrowed her eyes, bent down to look down at the kobold, and said in a low voice, "Do you think I'm just as stupid as those warriors with well-limbed limbs and simple minds who are easily blinded by rhetoric?"

Apache's small eyes flickered, and he looked down at the rice bowl in his hand, and then looked up at Lorana, the expression on his face still innocent.

"You've had enough flaws along the way, Mr. Apache, if I could call you that...... Don't think humans know anything about the Underworld. Lolana stretched out a slender finger and shook it in front of the kobold's eyes, with a standard commercial smile on her face: "How about making a deal? You get rid of this voodoo puppet's curse, and I continue to keep my mouth shut!"

"I'm not sure what you're talking about, but I can tell it's a threat, right? Apache shook his head, picked up the hay doll on the ground with a sad face, and sighed and said, "Okay, okay, I'll give it a try, but seriously, I'm really not professional in dealing with this kind of evil thing......"

"Please do your best, Mr. Apache. "I'll go to El now and see if I can pry open the robber leader's mouth." ”

Blackbeard's mouth was not sealed, on the contrary, he was in a pretty good situation. He was not beheaded, he was not tortured, and he was given a not sumptuous but at least clean dinner.

When he found that the stand-in puppet in his hand had failed and his robbers were crushed, he chose to surrender without much resistance. However, with the exception of his own cronies, the rest of the robbers did not obey the order to lay down their weapons, but fled in all directions.

After entering the browned hills from the ranks of exiles, El and his troops fought all the way to the bloody battle, and his men never survived. Even the most ferocious robber now knows his ruthlessness, and as long as he can escape, he will never stay. And the reason why Blackbeard was able to survive after surrendering was only because he said a word to El.

"That little girl has been cursed with voodoo by me, and as soon as I die, she will be doomed. ”

The exiles had never been prepared with chains and shackles or anything like that, and ordinary ropes might not be able to tie up a silver-ranked master, so El chose a more direct and effective method.

Blackbeard squatted by the campfire, snoring and sipping from the bowl, his coat stripped to reveal a scarred but powerful muscle, no less than that of a young warrior. A slender scorpion tail hung limply from the top of his bald head, and the tail thorn that shimmered with a dark blue cold light slashed the back of his neck, intentionally or unintentionally, bringing out a thin streak of blood.

Blackbeard put down the bowl, shook his head, reached out and gently flicked the scorpion tail off the back of his neck, and looked up to meet the two large curious eyes on the top of his head.

"This little thing is so interesting, where did you get it, and how about selling it to me?" Blackbeard said to El with no interest in Ranga's strange half-human, half-worm form, and instead looked unusually interested, and opened his mouth to El.

Elle, who sat across from him, was concentrating on roasting potatoes, the spoils of war accidentally seized from the robbers, and he did not expect that in the desolate land of brown hills, there would be fresh potatoes to eat. Although it's not a good thing, I eat too much hodgepodge, and I miss this ordinary food very much.

Hearing Blackbeard's voice, El put down the knife to peel the potatoes and said with a blank face: "You'd better take it easy and don't tense your muscles." If she notices the slightest abnormality in your body, she will immediately stab the venom into the back of your neck and spine. Trust me, that's not fun at all. ”

"I am sincere in surrendering, General El. Blackbeard spread out his hands and smiled calmly: "When I cut you twenty-eight times and found that you didn't have any, I knew that I was going to plant it here today." As for why you don't run away...... Because there's a little wolf cub behind his back, scheming daddy. He arranged an inside line next to me, this time to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and by the way, the black eats the black. Relatively speaking, it's safer to surrender!"

"I heard that you also have a famous mission in the brown hills, so let's not talk around the corner. Elf cut off a piece of roasted potato and put it in his mouth, looked at Blackbeard with a calm expression and said, "Dispel the curse on Palanti, and I'll let you go." ”

"You don't look like the kind of knight who values credibility. Blackbeard shook his head and smiled, "If I dispel the curse now, I'm afraid I'll be killed by you in the first place." Don't deny it, Dad, I've seen a lot of people over the years, and these eyes are vicious. What kind of person you are, I see it very clearly. ”

"Then you should also see that my patience is limited. El took another bite of the potato, and said in a light tone: "Don't think you can use her to blackmail me, with the character of that bear child, I will die on the battlefield sooner or later, I have been mentally prepared." If you don't have anything else to say, go on your way after this meal, and I'll hang your head on the carriage at the front of the line and see if it can have a deterrent effect. ”

"I'm afraid your expectations will not be fulfilled, the robbers of the brown hills never shed a tear for others, and that wolf cub is now probably ready to digest my territory and men. When the sun rises tomorrow, no one will remember Daddy Blackbeard. ”

Blackbeard pursed his lips, the expression on his face a little helpless, but he quickly adjusted his mood, raised his head and smiled at El and said, "Are you interested in making a deal?"

"Tell me about it. El said noncommittally.

"Your team has attracted the attention of many southern powers, and that bastard Roger the ghost wolf is in contact with all parties to attack you. No matter how powerful your warriors are, I'm afraid they will inevitably suffer. Blackbeard lowered his voice and smiled mysteriously, "And I, I can show you a clear way." ”

"Minglu?" El raised an eyebrow and looked at Blackbeard with some surprise, not knowing what he wanted to do.

"I can take you to the Sahara Fire Conference, and as long as your strength is recognized, you will be accepted as one of us. And the rule of the brownland hills is that there is no internal struggle during the festival of fire...... So that your refugee contingent can leave unimpeded. Blackbeard had a smug look on his face, seemingly unafraid that El would reject his offer.

"Interesting idea, and then what? what do you want?" El asked quietly.

"It's easy, help me kill the ghost wolf. Blackbeard cracked his mouth and laughed. (Go read OM) (Jiangsu.com)