"You humans are truly a magical race. [Ran^Text^Library] Hilda walked over and sat down on Bai Fan's desk.

"Oh?" Did Hilda take the wrong medicine today? Bai Fan put the announcement into the ring and asked casually, "Although I don't know what you want to say." But as the queen of the elves, you might as well do you a favor. Announcing this kind of thing must be a piece of cake for you. ”

"In fact, there is no such thing in our clan. Looking at the back of Bai Fan leaving, Hilda's words were amazing.

Bai Fan walked out of the room with half of his body, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but turn around, "You don't even have an announcement?"

Hilda shook her head and said, "Very few things happen to us elves. All the news is spread by mouth. This is true even of our royal decision-making. ”

"What a nice race. Bai Fan said with envy, human beings are just right and wrong. There are three factions of people who can do big things, support, opposition, and neutrality. Turned around and left, there are still a lot of things to do tomorrow, and I don't have time to envy the elves.

Hilda looked at Bai Fan's back as he left, and finally shook his head and said softly: "Actually, it's us who should be envied, it hasn't changed in the slightest for thousands of years." "As a queen, she thinks about things differently than ordinary elves

The next day, when he came to the Hall of Light to make an announcement, he saw the hall where people came and went, and many of them also had demonic beasts coming and going, Bai Fan felt that his busyness was not in vain. At this time, a black-armored guard noticed him and immediately greeted him: "Protector." ”

"Post these announcements. Bai Fan took out the notice he had prepared before from the ring, "By the way, have you been making trouble in the past few days?"

The black-armored guard took the notice and replied respectfully, "There is a conflict within the Warcraft, a conflict between the mage and the Warcraft. We've all taken them back to the Dark Temple for interrogation. ”

"What's the result?"

The black-armored guard spoke, "We are all imprisoned in the dungeon. ”

"All in the dungeon regardless of right or wrong?" Bai Fan was speechless for a moment, no wonder he didn't usually see the black-armored guards of the Dark Temple. It turns out that these ghosts in black armor can't tell right from wrong!

When he went to the dark temple to deal with these troublemakers, Bai Fan only felt that he was needed everywhere. There are too few people who can come up with ideas, and the point is that the people here seem to be different from themselves in terms of values.

"Hey~" Bai Fan sighed, "It won't work like this, if you have to do everything yourself." It's not enough to cut me into. ”

Bai Fan didn't know that at this time, his great name could be regarded as truly spreading among humans and demonic beasts. No matter what big things he did before, it was insignificant to some people. But now, he is the one who brings benefits to everyone.

Bai Fan, who was always busy in the city, didn't know that at this moment, a major event had quietly happened.

In the far eastern continent, in a secluded valley, a mountain man was panting, and his body was lying the corpse of a blue and white python. The man wiped the sweat from his forehead, and thought in his heart: "With the corpse of this green spirit snake and selling it to the alchemists in Yidan City, it will not be a problem to have food and clothing in the past few years." ”

Suddenly, the man raised his head vigilantly, only to see that in the sky not far away, a cyan glow shone out for no reason, as if the glass was broken, and in the man's stunned gaze, from the place where the air was broken, five strange people walked out in a row.

I saw that the first person was draped in a white robe, and the sleeves were obviously very wide, and the cuffs and the edges of the robe were inlaid with unusually gorgeous gold trims. She has long black hair that goes straight to her waist, and she wears a black strange hat on her head, and her face is as beautiful as a peerless beauty. He was followed by four strong men of different shapes, some giants more than two feet tall, and some short ones with arms longer than the soles of their feet.

The first person, with his head turned away, immediately found the man hidden under the trees, and with a finger of his hand, the strong man with the unusually long arm behind him immediately disappeared. The figure flickered again, and he had already returned to him with the mountain man in his hand.

A stream of blue light appeared from the white-robed man's hand, and it enveloped the other party in an instant, only to see the man struggle violently. Withdrawing his hand, the white-robed man muttered in a somewhat awkward tone: "Tiangongzong is really in this realm, let's go over and take a look." At this time, the barriers between the Origin Realm and the Heavenly Realm were at their weakest, and I believe that those old faces will soon be seen. ”

With a swing of his robe, he stepped on a wooden bird and quickly walked away. The strong, long-armed man casually threw the man in his hand and followed the other three

"Priest, inside is the last remnant of the cultivator. A centaur reported.

"Well, today is the day of victory for the Warriors of the Hansen Plateau. A strong man turned around, and it was Hapton, the priest of the Earth City. "Send the order down, let Emmanuel the deputy priest, bring the warriors of the horned rhino clan, and encircle and suppress them layer by layer. Be sure to capture this last stronghold of the aliens at sunset. ”

"Yes!" the centaur turned, and walked away at breakneck speed.

Hapton turned, the charred yard still to be dealt with. The Centaurs had already died valiantly in previous battles, and the corpses lay on the ground, with the occasional corpse of a cultivator.

Hapton stepped across the field, followed by two centaur warriors. Looking at the centaurs who were busy packing up the remains of their compatriots, Hapton couldn't help but frown: "These centaurs are too capable of giving birth. Every time they play as strikers, they still occupy a lot of territory. It seems that we will have to find a way to increase the labor force collected when we go back. ”

And a centaur warrior behind him, looking at the remains of his compatriots, his eyes revealed a sadness.

"After this merit, the amount of labor collected should be lowered. In this way, the tribe will be able to breathe a sigh of relief for a while, and the population will grow again. Thinking of this, he immediately felt much better, these heroic warriors, after death, will return to the ancestral spirits, where they will be able to enjoy eternal peace. He is the most promising young patriarch of the centaurs, and he is Simon

Ayneman led a group of horned rhinos and pushed unstoppably towards the last cave of the cultivators.

At the entrance of the cave, there were also the last five cultivators, all of whom were dressed in dark green robes, and their jet-black hair was combed in a neat bun on the top of their heads, and they were covered in a refined white jade hair crown.

Aixman shrugged his nose disgustingly, this group of cultivators was dressed too girly.

I saw one of the cultivators step out, and a wave of momentum rose up, and a book in his hand shone brightly. The other four began to write in the air with a strange pen in their hands. One by one, strange symbols were suspended in the air with great brilliance, and for a time the mouth of the cave was tightly covered.

Aynman licked his lips, it was a novelty. In fact, his body was shocked, and his body suddenly swelled, and after a while, he turned into a behemoth. The horned rhinoceros, which originally appeared to be large and abnormal, looked like a baby in comparison.

Aynuman let out a loud roar, and a dragon breath erupted.

The cultivator at the head of the group, when he saw this scene, his eyes widened, and he also shouted, and the momentum rose, and the symbol suspended in the air suddenly emitted a golden brilliance. Then the other four cultivators also glanced at each other and began to sing along one after another.

Of course, Aixman and the horned rhinos couldn't understand what the person on the other side was reading. I only felt that these cultivators had a strange look on their faces. For a while, he actually crossed a big realm, but it looked solid.

If Bai Fan was here, he would definitely be surprised to find that these cultivators were almost like scholars, and what they were singing at this time was actually a long poem. It's just that their rhythm is bizarre, faintly revealing a sense of righteousness.

"Still stunned! Hurry up and launch the Demon Rhino Charge!" said Aynman as he breathed.

A dry horned rhinoceros soon formed a column, five in a row, and launched a charge to the opposite side with a loud shout. Like a mountain shaking the ground, the first row of horned rhinos was fiercely mounted on the strange light curtain, and the horns were broken and killed in an instant. And the five cultivators spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and the light curtain suddenly weakened.

The horned rhinoceros in the second row ignored his previous compatriots and slammed into it again. Immediately after that, the third row of horned rhinos rushed over, and this time the light curtain turned into fragments and disappeared in the weak eyes of the cultivators. Immediately afterward, the five cultivators were trampled to pieces by the furious charge. But it doesn't matter, there is already flesh and blood flying in front of the mouth of the cave, and the corpse of the cultivator is not conspicuous at all.

"Hmph~" Aynman snorted coldly and quickly turned into a human form, "I want to see what is hidden in the cave!"

At this moment, an incredibly sharp aura instantly came out of the cave. Ayneman suddenly stopped, and a cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

A cultivator with an ordinary face walked out calmly with a long sword on his back. For a moment, a frown furrowed. "What a brutal demon beast, how dare you kill my Confucian sect!"

At the last moment of his life, Aynman only saw the cold light on the back of the opponent's sword.