The two eyes met in short arms, one wild and flamboyant, the other gloomy and flickering, barely rubbing a spark in the secret room. Except for some of Lord Kelly's personal * Cao Mengnan doesn't know yet, what Lord Kelly knows, Cao Mengnan now knows. This mentor is indeed embarrassing.

It wasn't until Kelly left that Cao Mengnan broke out, which is also a respect for this beautiful woman who has no name as a mentor but has the reality of a mentor. Knowing the cause and effect, and sorting out the ins and outs, even if he almost turned himself into an idiot with the song of the guide, he couldn't hate this woman at all. I don't know if I can bear the domineering of the song of the guide, first bless myself with a blessing halo, just by virtue of this, Cao Mengnan can't hate this woman at all, this is a woman full of benevolence. And this old guy in front of him is the real culprit, and the urine with a black belly can be used as ink!

Now, Cao Mengnan can already confirm his guess that he has come to another world. The place where he is now is a strange world called the Pan American Continent, where there is a culture and system completely different from his hometown, and there are many intelligent races, and he is now being tortured by Stern, the first theocracy of the Beamon Orc Empire. As for how he appeared here, Cao Mengnan believed that the old guy in front of him would give himself a reasonable explanation.

"What an amazing child!" Stern's crown pulled the corners of his mouth with a smile, he was also a personal essence, and he had obviously seen how rich Cao Mengnan had received a wealth of knowledge.

"Do you know? I was amazed by the miracle that happened to you, and you made me believe that the Song of the Guiding Dao still has the great significance of its existence, or that it is a celestial soul singer who has been extinct for hundreds of years, an out-and-out genius, which is too rare. Praise God!" Stern's face is a magic stick, but for Cao Mengnan, who has already seen the vicious side of this old guy, this old guy is too hypocritical!

"Don't talk nonsense with Lao Tzu! Say, what do you want. You'd better give a reasonable explanation, how did you get me here!" Cao Mengnan said word by word, interrupting the old man's performance. The "undead" in this world is the same as the ghost in the story that Cao Mengnan knows.

"Of course, kid, I have a lot of things I need you to explain to me. But before that, can I ask your name? As a nobleman, a spokesperson of the beast god, at least I need to know your name, this is the most basic courtesy. To Cao Mengnan's surprise, this old man reversed the attitude of quick success and quick profit, but became slow and organized. Maybe the night is long, and there is time to waste under Stern's crown.

"With your world-class translator, you can call me Meng.Nan Cao. Cao Mengnan's face trembled. I have always felt that my name is too literary and artistic, such a big and five rough man, Cao Mengnan simply changed a code name for himself, the old man should not blame himself, he often says that the name is just a code name.

"Our world?" it seems that my guess is correct...... the bizarre name did not make the crown have anything to mind, but it was Cao Mengnan's description that made the crown very melancholy, and instantly seemed to be ten years old, a depressed expression climbed up his cheeks, as if the wrinkles had become more profound, and he preferred that he had not guessed.

Without waiting for Cao Mengnan to urge again, His Majesty Stern, like a storyteller, told many things about himself from the time he knew that the Saint-Beamon Behemoth was about to fall. Whether it is his act of praying for the final swan song of St. Beamon's life, or the act of the blood sacrifice, even his truest thoughts are revealed. Stern himself may not even know why he said so much, and everything that should be said and what should not be said was poured out like a bean. He has been in a high position for many years, thinking about all the things he thinks about is family interests, power and fame, and his true thoughts make Stern unspeakably lonely, and maybe that's why.

"You know what? That's St. Beamon, the only powerful Beamon beast in history that can step into the Holy Order. I think fate is a merciless bitch! If there is no hope, why should I be so miserable? If there is no hope, why should St. Beamon also comprehend the Divine Comedy? Isn't the call of the wild will attract the souls of the ancestors, and can be as powerful as St. Beamon's? Why is it a Terran? Or is it a Terran who has no elemental fluctuations at all, but is a celestial soul singer? Do you know what the Blood Ritual of the Spirit of the Beasts means? That means that if it is known to outsiders, it will ruin me! Even if I am not known to outsiders, the powerful curse associated with such a forbidden ritual as the Blood Rite will already make me die a bad death! Even if I am not the most pious priest, but at least I am the spokesman of the divine power, why should the beast god treat his children like this? There are many high priests who are worse than me in history, why do these things not fall on their heads, but let me, an innocent person, bear them? Over the years, I've expanded the influence of the temple several times, and the number of believers has increased day by day, is this what I deserve in return? Fate, this damn bitch!" Stern roared in an almost hysterical manner after telling the story of the cause and effect, and the old face was about to twist and deform.

"Because you're a fool. Cao Mengnan smiled contemptuously.

Accepting the inheritance of knowledge, Cao Mengnan knew that what the old guy said was all the truth. Although this old man is not a devout believer, he is more like a qualified minister, a rather ambitious fellow, but his contribution to the temple has a very positive influence on the glory of the gods. And he was innocently dragged into this absurd story, for Stern's crown, the fate of the bitch, played with him, so didn't this bitch play a bad joke with Cao Mengnan?

Stern's last hysterical remarks were already suspected of blasphemy, and it can be seen how much this matter stimulates him to make a theocratic spokesman, the first god stick of Beamon, a high-ranking nobleman with the title of marquis, say such vulgar and ugly words.

Stern's crown is like a gambler who has lost his eyes and bet all the rest of his bets, the final swan song of St. Beamon's life, the sacrifice of blood...... What was summoned was Cao Mengnan, who could only be regarded as a weak person in this world, and this deal could make anyone vomit blood! Moreover, His Majesty Stern was obviously a gambler without gambling, and he couldn't afford to lose at all.

Cao Mengnan left his familiar world and came to a different world where he knew nothing, could this blow be small? Finally, because of the inheritance of knowledge, he has a certain understanding of this world, and Cao Mengnan has to admit that he can indeed only be regarded as a weak person in this world, there are powerful magicians who can summon forbidden spells to change the color of heaven and earth, and there are super strong martial artists who can cut the sky and the earth, and the skills that he relies on for a living seem to be nothing.

The only record of defeating a temple golden knight is also a great advantage. His majesty is an extremely accomplished priest, and has even reached the level of an eighth-order divine priest, which is equivalent to the level of a magician who can wield a primary forbidden spell, and is also a high-level elemental user, in his opinion, Cao Mengnan is completely no different from a reptile. Fate, indeed a bitch.

The only difference is that everyone is losing all their money, and Stern is hysterical, completely unsure of what to do. And Cao Mengnan knew that he had no hope of returning to his hometown, but he calmed down at the first time, and he could afford to lose. Thinking about it carefully, Cao Mengnan really didn't know what to worry about, he was originally alone, even if he went to another world? Compared with the world he was familiar with, this world that was unknown seemed to have more things to try, and it was not the second wheel of fate. Maybe it's because Cao Mengnan hasn't reached the maximum height of his life like an adult, or maybe it's because he's still very young and there are countless possibilities in the future, so Cao Mengnan can let it go.

"You have said so much, I also understand the cause and effect, can I think that it is impossible for me to live to see the sun tomorrow?" Cao Mengnan looked at the crown lord who gradually calmed down with an indifferent face, and his eyes were also full of playfulness.

Cao Mengnan didn't ask this sentence without a reason, his arrival may have disappointed the crown lord very much, and his dream of erecting a new watchman and establishing a new faith seemed to have failed.

To put it bluntly, it is a product that is completely involuntary because he can't resist being pulled by the call of the wild, and for His Majesty, it is just an unqualified defective product, and it has no use value. The many secrets that this crown lord said just now were almost cathartic, and he undoubtedly poured out the dark side of his big man to Cao Mengnan like a bamboo tube pouring beans, and he was the spokesman of the god that everyone looked up to.

Although Cao Mengnan doesn't dare to say that he knows absolutely about this kind of schemer, he still has a certain understanding of their unscrupulous personality. This high-profile gamble also shows that he is a deformed character who values false fame more than life, and he knows so much about his dark side, and it is strange that he calms down and does not consider killing himself.

"I don't know! I really don't know!" To Cao Mengnan's surprise, His Majesty's face was full of confusion at the moment, helpless like a poor child. Cao Mengnan undoubtedly poked at his thoughts, Lord Kelly's side, including the Golden Knights of the Temple, he was sure to seal it. But for these big events that have now fallen in St. Beamon, what is the small life of Cao Mengnan, a waste visitor from another world?

"I was going to kill you. Stern regained his composure, and admitted his thoughts without hesitation. After a pause, he said: "But do you know? can withstand the forcible indoctrination of the song of the guide, even if you are just a waste material, you are also a waste material www.biquge.info higher than ordinary people." You are still a celestial soul chanter, and God knows why you are a celestial soul chanter. What kind of Divine Comedy the Wild Call is, St. Beamon doesn't know, and I don't know. The resonance of the Blood Rite should also be on you. All of these things tell me that you will be a talent, which makes me hesitate......"

"Then I'll congratulate you, Your Majesty. Your hesitation can be regarded as saving your life. Cao Mengnan's eyes have been pierced into the face of the crown like nails.

Cao Mengnan held his breath, there was a chaotic bang, and the shackles deeply embedded in the wall were pulled out, and Cao Mengnan also fell to the ground lightly, moving his numb limbs......