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Chapter 690 has been long awaited

In a quiet hall with large windows and bright windows, it is full of emptiness and elegance, especially the red and blue flower vine carvings that decorate the walls with graceful lines are exuding a kind of soft power, and a golden magic lampstand about one person high around the corner is shining in the sunlight with exquisite texture and gorgeous temperament, and the murals on the ceiling are even more handsome and charming, and a group of gorgeous and colorful patterns are showing a beautiful brilliance that is slightly like the kingdom of God. And the red carpet under his feet is embroidered with flourishing abstract patterns, as if the majestic royal power is telling its complexity and confusion.

All these things made the majestic king who was leaning on the carved golden chair feel very comfortable, especially when he saw seven or eight 'professional beauties' standing in the middle of the hall with tall and plump bodies, beautiful faces and seductive expressions, and the power of comfort suddenly rolled up and down his body, and he was like a bird.

So he adjusted his posture slightly, so that he could more comfortably listen to the evil druid next to him, and introduce the beauty of each beauty one by one and the way to enjoy the greatest pleasure. At last the king whispered, "It is also troublesome to come one by one! I don't like to be stared at by a row of people when I run errands." Hmm~~ Which one did you just say that you can enjoy several postures?"

Dong Hezi pointed to Alba, who was mixed in the team, and said, "She! She can let you enjoy 5 positions, you can see that every part of her body is concave and convex, just the depth of the heart." If she doesn't want to be the most happy, she can meet the other seven requirements. It's just that the effect is slightly worse. The king, who was sitting comfortably in his chair, pointed in a dumb whisper, "She—her skin seems to be a little dark." And he doesn't look young. Is it really that great not to skip words.

The green-robed ancestor said very 'fairly': "Whether it is good or not is only known if you have practiced it yourself, I can only say the general situation: generally speaking, she can indeed meet your requirements." Don't look at her black, in fact, it is a sign of health, you can see that her flesh and bones are well-proportioned and powerful, and it is quite energetic when she is excited, and her combat power is long-lasting, and she can accompany you to practice for a long time. ”

The king, who was a little bit of Lori, still touched his chin and frowned: "Although beautiful~~ but it doesn't look very young." It's not delicious to cook old dishes. But he listened to the green-robed ancestor next to him faintly reminded: "If you want to build miraculous skills, you must first open your mind, if you always nest in your own old mode, and don't want to climb out of the practice, how can you understand that all the laws in the world can be rematched with your body and mind, and establish another kind of life? How can you re-understand yourself, know your surroundings, reshape your own life, and establish your own achievements? You can temporarily throw off the old patterns and get rid of those ill-intentioned fox friends and dogs, although they have helped you in the past, to re-experiment with new models, and to understand the taste of all kinds of women. ”

The extremely wise king frowned: "What do you mean? insinuating accusations against the cool officials? You want to drive a wedge between me and the Church of the God of Cool Officials? Hmph, dreaming! Although they are not a good thing, they are now my left arm and right arm, if I don't have them, how can I control this country?" As soon as he thought of this, the king shuddered inexplicably. But his mouth had already blurted out: "It makes sense, it makes sense! I understand, then choose her." Hehehehe~~ I'm looking forward to what kind of taste she can give me. Hahahaha~~"

"Isn't this what we've been looking forward to for a long time?!" the pock-faced head excitedly took the half-leaf paper and asked Olaf, "Where did you find it?" Olaf, who was standing quietly next to him, replied calmly: "In a small workshop in the east of the city that produces counterfeit and shoddy products, I took a lot of effort and coerced and asked many people before I found out that the crown prince's subordinates had contacts with some merchants, and these merchants may secretly transport spell raw materials to the crown prince. Some of the scraps were sold to those short and smelly workshops, so I found this note, but I didn't expect it to be related to the making of zuò body golems, hehehe~~ If there are more materials, it can prove that the crown prince has been planning a conspiracy to riot. But I am inexperienced, and I am afraid of alarming the people there, so I can only ask you to come forward, and under your leadership, I can find ironclad evidence. ”

Regardless of whether this is true or not, the pocky face has already snickered in his heart anyway, and said repeatedly: "You kid has become smarter too." Hehehe~~ Only by learning a little lesson can you make progress. Without further ado, I'm going to call a few capable and secretive people to follow, and I will definitely find ironclad evidence of the crown prince's betrayal of the king in the next two days!hahahaha~~ lead the way!"

The road winds intricately along the narrow and wide streets of the royal capital, and finally winds around into a dark, damp complex of buildings of varying heights. Next to it are huge plastic stone buildings with seven or eight stories tall, but here are low wooden and canvas tent houses, the tall buildings on the left are shining with rainbow-like illusion signs, and the small black houses on the right are buzzing with mosquitoes flying around piles of rancid garbage. It's such a strange place with a huge gap.

The terrain here is even stranger, the houses of different heights stand densely on the ground, almost blocking the narrow alleys, and you have to climb the wooden ladder to walk on the houses to reach your destination - no wonder the royal capital is the most chaotic here, just this broken terrain, without the help of a medium magic teleportation spell, it is really difficult to deal with. It's just to quietly kill a few and find a garbage dump to bury, and no one knows.

Olaf finally took the pock-faced head and a few reliable little bosses to an almost closed low-rise courtyard, which was full of damp and rancid old goods and garbage, like a big Lesse heap that had been abandoned!

"No!" Olaf suddenly had that strange and eerie smile on his face, "I will never be found here." Hahaha~~" The arm suddenly rose up, and a bright sharp knife was brought out, and it slashed at the necks of several people next to him like flying light!

Suddenly, after taking a few steps back, he suddenly became ferocious and angry, and as soon as he raised the turquoise ring in his hand, he saw that the light was shining and he was about to shoot out the expensive 'dissociation technique' that had been treasured for a long time. This is what the High Mage does, even if you are a big brown bear, it is a dead end!

Suddenly, the flying sharp silver rays on the opposite side brought out a series of brilliant blood-colored Olaf turned his head suddenly, revealing a strange and hideous smile, as if a fierce tiger leaping up was mocking his poor, sluggish, lucky enemy in mid-air, and that terrifying smile with a powerful 'nightmare' power was blasting the opponent's pockmarked head!

'Whew', a twisted and terrifying extremely bloody light and shadow concealed this fierce killing power that penetrated into the body of the numb face, penetrating the not much blessing spell resistance, and slammed the heavy hammer-like damage and the highly tired interference wave into his limbs and hundreds of bones 'boom~~', shaking his whole body, every muscle was sour and numb like noodles, and it was difficult to practice breathing!

When he shook his head violently and came to his senses a little, all he saw was the bloody corpses of his companions and the frightened heads that had been cut off by sharp blades!

The young man on the opposite side who was holding a bloody and powerful heart-piercing knife showed a smug smile from the superior: "I, I am Olaf, the great prophet Olaf! As I thought, you people really forget the danger and like to take the credit for themselves. Knowing that I've been acting strangely these days, I'm still bold enough to come with me. Hahahaha~~"

Before he could finish his 'ha', suddenly the face on the other side roared angrily: "Ha, you are big, go to death!" The simple ceramic statue in his hand slammed to the ground. 'Bang!' A low explosion erupted as a fiery inferno flame, whirring in all directions, and the rolling heat was enough to burn the hair of mortals. And a blurred light and shadow had already leaped out of the dazzling fangs and claws flames, like an invisible thunderbolt that cut through the air!

'Bang' Olaf screamed and rolled out with a huge impact like a large war hammer, and in a hurry, the steel knife in his hand was on the translucent violent object, but it was like a wooden knife looking at the steel plate!

Olaf, who rolled to the ground, slammed on the ground, like a spirit monkey, and while wiping the strange red and green blood that came out of his mouth and nose with a fierce light, he 'exclaimed': "Hell Lion? Oh, oh no! I can't use this knife, I can't cut through it!" he said timidly, and only stepped back.

And the looming translucent light and shadow as big as a buffalo on the opposite side is a hungry hell lion, relying on the powerful 'strike reduction' effect of the clay golem, the ordinary steel weapon is nothing more than a bunch of straw in front of it!

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