"It is precisely because of this misunderstanding that the forces of the Bridge of the Other Bank think that I am a weak and deceitful guy... Knead at will?" This sentence seems to be talking to Parde, but in fact it is It’s Ye Qi’s soliloquy—after Palde’s explanation of the actions of some forces in the Bridge of the Other Bank, everything became more reasonable, and the same for the rules of the Bridge of the Other Bank, Ye Qi had a deeper understanding.
It seems that there are checks and balances from various organizations, but in fact, they still believe that victory is justice and the law of truth is big. Everything is based on force and power; You can see it very clearly, so you can tell such a misleading news!
As for why Hotellier did this
Delaying time and disrupting sight is inevitable, but the deeper intentions are beyond Ye Qi's ability to understand.
"It's not like that, it's just... just..."
The wanderer wanted to explain, but he kept saying 'just' several times in a row, but he didn't give a clear explanation.
"Anywhere, there are offensive existences, and similarly, there are existences worthy of friendship!" Ye Qi looked at the homeless with a smile, and he sat back at his original position, asking Said: "Would you like to tell me something about the Bridge to the Other Side in detail? Especially the matter about Mr. Hotellier, I'm really curious!"
"This, yes!"
After a little hesitation, the wanderer finally nodded.
…
While Ye Qi was talking with Parde, there was a faint disturbance in Landing Castle—the reason was faint. That's because ordinary people are kept from hiding the truth. Those who knew were frowning. Waiting for the final result; Among them, the one who frowns the most is the current patriarch of the Northstead family, Mr. Fletcher.
"Bastard, what do they want to do? Do they regard Landingburg as a sacred forest area? Or do they think it is still a sacred age?"
Rarely, Mr. Fletcher threw the information he sent in his hand in a grumpy manner, and threw it on the ground. His chest rose and fell like a blower blowing flames. Hot mouth and nose. It is really difficult to tell; however, everyone knows that Mr. Fletcher is in a very bad mood now, and he was thrown on the ground after a while, and the smashed teacup proved that this man The old man's mood is thinking about the extremely bad place.
"Being angry is bad for your health, and it won't solve any problems!"
Standen persuaded his friend like this, and the old wizard also had a trace of helplessness on his face—as the party that was once considered to be 'evil', he really understood the behavior of the people in the Holy See; but. To understand is to understand, and to solve is to solve. It is not that simple to solve the team of twelve people composed entirely of ascetic monks.
Ascetic monks can be regarded as the most special part of the Holy See. Their strength can extend from ordinary people to extraordinary realms; and more importantly, these ascetic monks all have a truly pious heart. He gave up all the pleasures, willingly became a servant who served the gods wholeheartedly, and trained himself with various tribulations.
If fanatics are a group of lunatics, then ascetics are a group of paranoid lunatics—in fact, most ascetics can be regarded as a different kind of fanatics. After all, at certain moments, they always have exactly the same madness; For example, this time!
Under the leadership of the Bishop of Vallejo, the ascetic team composed of twelve people almost turned Landingburg upside down; and for Fletcher, who regards the Bay Area as his home, Naturally, it was intolerable; if it weren't for the countless dark creatures entrenched in Hailin, the old wizard believed that with the style of his old friend, he would definitely gather the army and fight these twelve people to the death.
That's right, it is to gather the army—otherwise, it would be too difficult for a single Solar-level to face four Solar-level and eight Lunar-level ascetic monks at their peak.
"The appearance of those drows has touched the most sensitive nerve of the Holy See - faith. It is understandable for them to go crazy like this..."
"Excuse me? Can you run wild on my territory if you have excuses?"
Faced with the comfort of his old friend, Mr. Fletcher was still furious, and he snorted a few times: "Why don't they go to Ye's site to check? Isn't it because the tower master of the master of the six towers is there , dare not go! A group of bully and fear sticks..."
This kind of curse has appeared more than once, and the old wizard can only smile helplessly when he hears it.
"If that little girl in our family hadn't had a problem with me, these guys from the Holy See would have shrunk their tails long ago... No, I have to go back to Landing Castle!"
While talking, Mr. Fletcher suddenly stood up and rushed out of the tent.
"Standen, this place is temporarily handed over to you!"
Faced with such a message, the old wizard can only continue to smile wryly—my friend, always being bullied at such a time; fortunately, the old wizard had such a realization before becoming friends with Mr. Fletcher However, it is impossible for there to be only two old people who have such awareness. Ye Qi and his party, Ted and Nuofa, and many young people also have this awareness. It's just tacit understanding.
And at this time, the two of them were sitting at the end of the street where their bar was located, watching the excitement like children. Behind the two of them, several young people had the same expressions, although there were no melon seeds, peanut drinks, etc. to add to the fun. , but the shouts have already proved their blood, excitement... and a little bit of schadenfreude at the moment.
"Come on, come on, there's one more!"
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Oh, didn't I tell you to get out of the way?"
"That's right, that's right!"
"If you avoid it, you don't have to break your arm!"
…
Such voices kept coming and going, and Gefa didn't look like the former young master of the Northstead family. He imitated his teacher and crossed his legs. Stretch out one palm to support your upper body. The other hand kept patting his knee, he was worse than the vulgar old farmer, but he didn't care, he laughed heartlessly, just like the young people around him smile.
"However, if it is broken, maybe the effect will be better?"
Suddenly, Tiger suddenly inserted such a sentence.
"Why?"
Cooperating with friends is not a singing method once or twice. Immediately heard the string bosom friend asked.
"Because this will give him a profound lesson. Once he remembers this lesson, he will practice hard and keep breaking through himself; maybe he can break through to the Sun Yao level!"
Tiger said in a serious manner, Gefa and the other young people nodded in a serious manner, especially Gefa raised his head as if he had suddenly realized, and shouted at the injured deacon in black : "This is God's training for you, you must cherish it. He will become your source of strength; in the future, whenever you recall this time today, you will sigh how lucky you are!"
The black-clothed deacon, who had already had his arm cut off and was seriously injured, heard such words, his pale face immediately turned pale again, as if he had been powdered; however, the next moment suddenly Immediately blushed, the kind of red was like a slap on the face, which was printed back after a few seconds.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the face of the black-clothed deacon quickly turned white again, even whiter than before. Following the spurt of blood, he lay down on the ground, completely unconscious , Breathing became like a gossamer.
"Hey, why did you vomit blood? Could it be that not only was your arm cut off before? You also suffered internal injuries to your eyes?"
Gefa shouted in amazement.
"Tsk, what a pity, a man who could have broken through to the Riyao level!"
Tiger also shook his head full of regret, as if he really was a genius at the Sun Yao level who died in such a battle.
"Ah!! Damn demon hunter!!"
The black-clothed deacons who were fighting with a small group of drows immediately couldn't help shouting and cursing; afterward, they were forced to retreat and panicked by the scimitars of the drows. After seeing this scene, the young people immediately started a heated discussion, this time starting with the singing method.
"The teacher said, you can't be distracted during the battle! Look, this is the price!"
Gefa pointed to one of the black-clothed deacons who hung the beauties, and explained it to the people around him like a teacher in class; all the young people immediately nodded in cooperation; Tiger, who had changed roles, immediately said in cooperation : "We should really thank these deacons in black, they are using blood to answer us!"
"He's really a good guy!"
"Yeah, he's really a good guy!"
"But shouldn't a good person have a safe life?"
"Oh, it can only mean that the 'gods' don't open their eyes!"
"'God', it seems a bit heartless!"
"Well, it seems to be!"
…
The heated discussion at the beginning was repeated again, and the arguments were not repeated, but the arguments always revolved around the black-clothed deacons of the Holy See and the gods they believed in, and it was almost a comprehensive speech from multiple angles. Discussion—yes, it was a discussion, without any insults; especially when several deacons in black broke away from the battle and rushed over, a group of teenagers immediately looked at each other innocently and made gestures.
"You are not allowed to enter here. Didn't your bishop tell you?"
The teenagers shouted in unison.
"You heretics, heretics, you should..."
The black-clothed deacons who were rushing forward suddenly stopped, looked at the impassable boundary line under their feet, and couldn't help shouting loudly.
And this kind of scolding seemed to be a great threat, a group of teenagers hugged their heads together like quails, and this kind of action was obviously beyond the imagination of the deacons in black. The boy, racking his brains, still couldn't figure out what the other party was doing.
However, when the wind sounded in the back of their heads, they understood what was going on, and the teenagers who were as timid as quails before the same moment shouted for joy again; I also killed a few teenagers, but the beauty of the idea can never be worth the cruelty of reality. The black-clothed deacons who originally had no advantage in facing this small group of drows. Several people were injured. After losing combat effectiveness, the situation is almost certain.
Amidst the non-stop discussion of the teenagers, after about five minutes, all the deacons in black fell to the ground, blood and dilated pupils proved that they had gone to the kingdom of their gods; and as the murderer of all this, there was Nearly five surviving drow looked at the group of teenagers with scarlet eyes.
Now that it has been discovered, it must be killed to silence it.
The drow who lived in the dark region would not have compassion for young people. Not even babies; so, they raised their cutlasses, ready for another kill.
Seeing the shrinking and retreating appearance of those teenagers, these drow who were in the dominant position immediately felt a different kind of pleasure-controlling the life and death of others will always be highlighted by certain people or certain existences. Their own sense of existence; and under such a premise, they couldn't help but move a little faster.
Almost, after two steps, they entered this block.
Immediately afterwards. The timid teenagers all stopped and looked at each other. In an instant, Gefa and Tiger bypassed the crowd and appeared behind these drows.
What, when? !
One of the drows turned his head in surprise, and looked at the two teenagers, and this was the only movement he made during his lifetime. In his eyes, a phantom of a tiger and a shooting star suddenly appeared.
Sitting on the roof of the bar, the owner of the Tower of Relics can overlook everything on the street. The battles of the teenagers, as well as the previous discussions, cannot escape the gaze of the owner of the tower; however, the owner of the six towers The tower owner of the most unreliable holy relic tower in the world praised several teenagers with an admiring look.
"Good, good, really good!"
Nodding his head, after taking a sip of wine, Blank let out a long breath, and then continued to watch the performances of the youngsters below with a smile on his face, especially the leading song method and Tiger-St. Of course, the tower master of the Tower of Things can see who is the leader among this group of teenagers; in fact, under the leadership of Gofa and Tiger, these teenagers have cheated the Holy See three times, counting the current , is already the fourth time.
Well, I never imagined that Ye Qi, that old-fashioned boy, would teach such a disciple!
Gefa's identity is not a secret, and so is Tiger; however, the tower owner of the Tower of Sacred Objects did not regard Tiger as Ye Qi's subordinate. Ye Qi's training is completely qualified as a disciple. Maybe Ye Qi will not admit it, but the facts are the facts.
Maybe, after the troubles are sorted out, you can stay in Fort Landing for a few more days!
Looking at the hilarious teenagers, and thinking about the boring Shake, the Tower Master of the Tower of Sacred Relics couldn't help but have such thoughts; and at the entrance of the street, the teenagers were cleaning the battlefield.
Gofa and Tiger helped their companions put all the valuable items into a bag, and put the corpse into a bag, and carried them all back to the backyard of the bar, and immediately turned around and came back again—whether it was They don't need to worry about valuable items or the incineration of corpses; with the young witch around, there is no need to worry about firm items and corpse acid.
"Oh, why are we restricted to this street!"
Hearing the sound of fighting again not far away, a teenager sighed full of mourning.
"If you want to die, you can go outside and observe it up close!"
Facing his companions who grew up with him, Tiger was not polite at all. He said in a cold tone: "If our place hadn't been turned into a safe zone, do you think that with our own real strength, we can attack without any damage? Kill those drow?"
The cold tone, after arriving, was even a little more severe.
However, the mournful young man immediately lowered his head under such sternness, and never dared to look at Tiger again—from wandering on the street, apart from Rhinex, Tiger was the most prestigious one. Young man, he obeyed Tiger's words very much; after all, every time he encountered 'foreign enemies', Tiger relied on his strong body since he was a child to prop up a defensive wall for them.
If Rhynks plays the role of 'mother', Tiger is definitely the 'elder brother' who is strict but loves his younger brothers; therefore, facing the strict Tiger, the teenagers subconsciously avoid it; such an instinctive reaction is not will disappear as they grow up.
As for the role of the father
The teenagers naturally knew that they put the man who gave them everything now; although, the latter was not very willing.
"Remember, we want to be strong, but we cannot ignore death—real strength is not based on recklessness, but courage, real courage!" Tiger repeated this sentence loudly, and he would say it from time to time. Although the words heard by Qi could be memorized backwards, the teenagers still nodded together.
"Hey, we have new prey!"
In this slightly heavy atmosphere, the voice of Song Fa broke in, and immediately attracted everyone's attention—the monk's robe made of white linen, indicating the identity of the other party; although there were only three people, one of them The sun-level aura made the youngsters look solemn.
ps The first update~~~~timing~~~~
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