Ryan took the staff in his hand, removed the horn from Kenyon's slightly heavier breathing, and finally spoke slowly and earnestly, "The hypocritical and selfish Pope has a dark heart that has defiled the light of holiness. The Pope is not revered by the gods, and he will be the source of chaos on the continent-"

At this point, Ryan's gaze under his hood quietly watched Kenyon react.

The nineteen minotaurs could only see Ryan and Kenyon talking, and only Baroque could hear their conversation.

It doesn't take too many more detailed explanations for Kenyon to understand what Ryan meant.

Kenyon originally thought that Ryan was going to break off his friendship with him by taking off the horns, and his mood was already extremely nervous.

After Ryan's words fell, Kenyon let out a long breath, his nervous mood and demeanor relaxed a lot, and Ryan suddenly knew it.

"Mr. Michelle......"

The outstretched hand slammed into his chest, and Kenyon's voice was warm and sincere for a moment, "I almost mistakenly thought that our friendship would be ruined by the hypocritical Pope and the Temple of Light. ”

Kenyon stared at Ryan and said in a dull tone, "Michelle, I just said that...... What I was going to ask you for is also related to the Temple of Light. ”

"I look forward to the true light coming."

Ryan hung the horns back on top of the staff, "Kenyon, how do you want me to help you......

Or are you already aware of the ...... of your people? Maybe some of these minotaurs you brought with you already have the breath of the undead wrapped around their bodies? ”

Punching their chests is one of the ways the orcs express their emotions, indicating that they are in a good mood at the moment.

After hearing Ryan's inquiry, Kenyon's movements stopped for a moment, and his palms slowly drooped.

Kenyon's breathing rate was a little faster, and his voice was dull, "Orcs can summon the ancestral spirits of their own clan to possess them, unleashing greater power...... The Orcs and the Shamans and Warlocks all communicate with the spirits, Michelle, the undead you perceive......"

His words slowed down, and finally he looked at Ryan silently.

Kenyon couldn't see Lane's face under his hood, his emotions and thoughts.

Even though the meaning of Ryan's words was already obvious, Kenyon prayed that when he explained, he would hear a good answer from Ryan's mouth.

Ryan quietly sensed again, and the result made him regret.

There was no need to ask the system to be sure, Baroque's voice had reached his head.

"I'm sorry, Kenyon."

Ryan didn't lift his hood, but his voice was slightly softer, "Even if your companion is possessed by the spirit of the ancestor, it is also an evil undead, and a long possession will only bring your companion closer to the abyss of death." ”

Kenyon closed his eyes and clenched his fists in silence.

Avoid being seen by your peers, and cause misunderstandings by attacking and defending against Ryan's actions.

After a few seconds, Kenyon opened his eyes, and sadness could be felt in his silent voice, "The shaman and I have vaguely sensed and discussed this matter, but because the clan is not in chaos, there are no deaths......

We still have the last glimmer of hope, and we are not willing to give up on any of our people. ”

Kenyon let go of his clenched fists, and the sadness in his eyes was retracted, "Michelle, guessing from what you just said, you have already sensed that among the clansmen behind me, who has been parasitized by the evil undead, right?" ”

"I've just arrived in the Plains of the Howling Winds, and I can detect your companion being contaminated with the breath of the undead, so I can't be sure who it is yet."

Ryan, "Kenyon, there's something I want to ask you. If you knew, it might help you find the breath of the dead. ”

The author has something to say: Baroque: "I can touch porcelain, and my magic worm can play the piano." I know everything, but I'm rotten. ”

Baroque: "The king of rottenness." ”

Chapter 387

"The Plains of the Wind Howling Plain are not rich, and I know almost all the magic plants that grow here. Can be associated with the breath of the undead......"

Kenyon tried to calm his breathing, tentatively confusing with Ryan, "Michelle, if you're not in a hurry to find Nasanya now, can I invite you to my tribe?" I have a reckless personality, I am not smart enough to speak......

There is only a wise shaman in the tribe who will be able to express my thoughts in more detail. ”

If Ryan is willing to go to the Minotaur tribe, Kenyon wants to use Ryan's power. He and the shaman noticed something strange and discovered something that could not be accurately judged more specifically.

Kenyon: "During the time you travel to the Horde, I'll have the people collect more Nasanya. ”

"Yes, Kenyon."

Ryan nodded without hesitation, "Befriending the Minotaurs, finding Nasanya and another special magic plant, and not wanting the Temple of Light's plans to go well, these are the reasons why I came to the Plains of Howling Winds."

"I love making friends." Ryan, "Go to your clan and find a minotaur who has come into contact with the evil undead, so that you can solve the problem as soon as possible." ”

Kenyon was moved to the point of "Thank you so much for your kindness. ”

Ryan said softly, "We're friends, Kenyon. ”

"Yes, we are friends."

Kenyon's eyes were serious, his right hand clenched his fist and hammered his left chest hard, and the black horns on the top of his head drooped slightly, "Michelle, the Minotaur tribe led by me, including myself, we will always be your most sincere friends." ”

The nineteen minotaurs couldn't hear anything, but they could see Kenyon and Ryan in the barrier.

Seeing Kenyon clenching his fist and hammering his chest and his horns lowering, which is what the Minotaur would do when he sees his best friend, he almost synchronously clenched his right hand into a fist and hammered his left chest, raising his head and letting out a loud roar of joy to express their enthusiasm for their friend.

Ryan's eyebrows raised lightly under his hood, "It's my pleasure." ”

The black-robed Baroque closed his eyes and sighed heavily.

It's really a simple minotaur who can ...... so easily

Forget it, even he is Ryan's friend, and if he talks too much, he will scold himself too.

It can only be said that Ryan is really good at making friends, and those words just now are obviously very simple, but Kenyon can't refuse at all.

Ryan waved his staff to lift the magical noise barrier, and the floating watermelon panned, floating in front of all the minotaurs once more.

Nineteen minotaurs looked at their chief at the same time.

Kenyon didn't refuse, nodding his head and catching the watermelon in front of him first, then he turned to face his companion, grabbed the wooden skewer stuck in the flesh, and first inserted a piece of watermelon flesh into his mouth.

The magic remained frozen, and the iced soda in the watermelon didn't run out of gas at all.

The cold flesh of the melon touches the tip of the tongue, and you can immediately taste the stimulation of bubbles and the sweetness of the melon flesh without chewing with your teeth.

Kenyon closed his eyes in contentment, and the minotaur let out a series of exclamations.

It wasn't until the flesh in his mouth was swallowed that Kenyon slowly opened his eyes, "It's the same taste as last time, it's so special, it's hard for me to forget." ”

He wanted to relive it for a long time, but there were no such wonderful fruits and water anywhere, all of them belonged to Michelle. This time he had to taste it slowly and eat it little by little.

Kenyon originally wanted to put the watermelon into the space ring, after all, he still had to hurry, and he was worried that the road would be wasted due to the storm.

As he was about to make a move, Kenyon saw Ryan stop in front of Baroque, who had not received a watermelon like the Minotaur and was wearing a small black cloak.

Kenyon did not hesitate, strode over and stretched out his hand, and said in a friendly voice: "First time friend, although I don't know who you are, you should also be Michelle's friend."

Minotaurs welcome friends, as well as friends of friends. ”

To be able to follow the mysterious merchant together, it is not a mysterious merchant and it will not be an ordinary person, just this height.

Kenyon feared that he had misjudged and that being a dwarf or goblin would cause trouble, and that friend was the most appropriate name.

Ryan hadn't spoken yet, but he heard a sudden heavy snort in Baroque's head, "What a rude minotaur." ”

"Isn't he very polite." Ryan asked in his head, slightly confused, "What's the matter, Baroque, what happened just now?" ”

Baroque did not answer, nor did he reach for the fruit that Kenyon handed him.

Ryan: "Commander, do you know what just happened?" ”

Others are here, how come they don't know anything?

The system's tone was euphemistic, "With the cloak covering, Kenyon couldn't see the Baroque's appearance and physical features, and couldn't judge the race. Based on his height, he guessed in his mind that it might be a mysterious merchant of 'young age', or a dwarf...... Just a little bit of thought was vaguely perceived by the baroque. ”

"The mysterious merchant of 'young age'?"

Ryan comprehended in a second, restrained his emotions and wanted to laugh in Baroque's mind and said: "Baroque, don't be angry, Kenyon definitely didn't treat you as my child, your current height is not at all like mine." ”

Baroque: "Give me back your body if you talk nonsense." ”

"Forget it." Ryan, "There's no need for such pointless quarrels, my friend. ”

Baroque: "Cunning humans. ”

Ryan pretended not to hear, and looked sideways at the dazed Minotaur Chief and explained, "Kenyon, he is my friend Bartók, and a subject to me.

For some reason, Bartók's soul temporarily resides in the puppet, and he is not familiar with the control of his body. ”

If you become friends in the future, there is no point in deceiving too much.

"I see." Kenyon bent down and looked at Baroque in a polite and friendly greeting, "Hello, Bartok, I'm Kenyon, the chief of the Minotaur tribe of the Howling Plains. ”

Baroque didn't perceive a special emotion this time, and responded very coldly, hesitating inwardly for a few seconds, "I'm Bartók." ”

I didn't understand why Ryan didn't say anything about the dark elves, but he took the initiative to mention his friend...... Baroque was still a little resistant.

Kenyon was not averse to the coldness of the Baroque, and most of the high-ranking creatures were strange personalities.

Just friends...... People?

Guishun can continue to be friends.

Kenyon had some doubts and curiosity in his heart, and put half of the watermelon into the spatial ring, and the rest of the minotaurs were the same as him.

Kenyon walked over to the monster he was riding before, and made a friendly invitation, "Michelle, the horned snake dragon rhinoceros has a wide back, do you want to be with us?" ”

"I'm sorry, Kenyon, I can't accept your offer."

Ryan reached out and touched the space ring and took out the black dragon airship, "My lover is very domineering in some way, he doesn't like me sitting on the back of other monsters, I can take an airship with Bartlock to your tribe." ”

Kenyon and the other minotaurs rolled over and sat on the back of the monster with vigor and ease, "To be your lover, I guess it must be a very powerful existence." ”

Ryan waved his staff lightly and took Baroque to sit on the little black dragon airship together, "You have seen it last time, in the sky and clouds. ”

Kenyon's eyes widened with the memory, "Could it be the mighty Caesar who traveled with you at that time, received the gift of the gods, and slashed the lich with a sword?" ”

"Yes, that's him."

Ryan's voice was gentle, "My friend can sense part of the prophecy and sense the danger, so my lover walks with me.

The identity of the guard is just to better protect me, his real name is not Caesar, his pseudonym is to avoid attracting the prying eyes of some evil people, and his identity is also special. ”

Ryan put a magic stone into the core of the airship, and his voice was relaxed, "There are many special friends and aliens in my territory, including the brave Camos and the dragon, and many special beings. ”

"You and your lover have a really good relationship."