Claudia rolled her eyes angrily.

She also thought that the real gentleman was just trying to find a reason for her robbery.

"We are acting as businessmen now, and we can go with them, and it will be much more convenient to do what we do later."

The planeswalker showed a cunning expression like a little fox, with two snow-white canine teeth looming on his lips, which made Zhenjun feel an itch in his heart.

It's been more than a month!

Know how he spent this month!

It has been a long time since the seeds were planted.

"Hey!"

Claudia stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Zhenjun Moben.

"Did you hear me?"

The true master of Moyuhunben came back to his senses, it is really not suitable to subdue demons in public now, when he returns to Winter City, choose a secluded place, he must let Claudia know what it means to be a Taoist monk !

"Cough cough," Moyu Hunben Zhenjun cleared his throat, and forcibly suppressed the prehistoric power in his body.

Claudia's suggestion works in theory.

But there are too many omissions that have not been considered.

But after all, she is her own daughter-in-law, so she must not criticize education, she must guide her well.

"Your idea is very good." He touched his chin, and just when Claudia looked proud, he changed the topic again and said politely: "But it is not suitable for today's action, because we can't Feel free to expose."

"why?"

"It's very simple." Moyu spread his hands, "If this caravan was led from Heihe, then it must have a certain influence in Heihe. Compared with them, the caravan we played seems to have appeared suddenly. It’s hard to arouse suspicion.”

Moyu Hunben Zhenjun's voice was low, and he subconsciously made a movement of pushing his glasses.

"So, we just need to follow them far away. Please take turns to use the stealth technique with your Excellency the Star Mage...I want to see where these people come from."

……

……

Whirlwind Dune City.

Pete was on the verge of breaking down.

At this moment, he was in a prison cell, and a human mage in front of him who had been banned from magic had been beaten all over his body.

"Where is the tear of the sea god?"

He fiercely squeezed the iron railing of the cell, and the hard metal was as weak as noodles in front of him, twisting into strange shapes with the tooth-piercing crunching sound.

"I, I don't know..."

The mage drooped his head, spouting blood foam from his mouth, he had already exhaled more air, and less air in.

"Damn it! Don't tell me if you die?"

Pate picked up the giant axe, and the scarlet lion eyes were like a bloody hell.

Now he just wants to chop the mage in front of him into a pulp to relieve his hatred, and he doesn't care whether this behavior will arouse the anger of the Saint Lodia Empire.

"Enough!" The young mage shouted loudly.

The wall of flames blocked Pate's front, and also blocked the giant ax that was about to swing.

"You want to die too?"

Pate turned his head and stared at the mage murderously. His eyes moved on the mage's chest, neck and head, and various bloody and terrifying pictures had already appeared in his mind.

The young southern mage was not intimidated by Pate's appearance, he looked directly into the eyes of the orc warlord, and said without flinching:

"In the beginning I wanted to provide the truth-telling potion, and you insisted on using your own, but you didn't ask anything. Later, I said to use my truth-telling potion, and I tested the effect in advance, but you still couldn't ask anything. Since If I can’t ask, it means my people are innocent!”

His eyes became colder and colder, and he asked:

"Why... are you planning to beat him up now?"

The lion-orc Petko is different from Bart.

He belonged to the Glory Legion of the Orc Emperor, and he had been fighting abroad all year round. He had developed a violent temper on the bloody battlefield, so when faced with the mage's questioning, he just raised the giant ax in his hand high.

I don't want to say a word.

He planned to send this mage who had repeatedly contradicted him to meet Satan directly.

"Pate, are you crazy!"

A giant hammer stopped the falling axe.

There was a roar as the two heavy weapons collided together.

Eardrums tingled, and the mages around hugged their heads in pain.

Even Bart and Pate frowned.

The swaying shock wave tore apart the surrounding iron railings, but fortunately, there was still a certain distance from the tortured mage.

But even if he was not pierced to death by the railing, he was not far from death.

"Truth potions don't lie!"

Bart said in a deep voice, he pushed with all his strength, and only then did he relieve the huge force on the axe.

Although it looks very easy on the surface.

But only Bart knew how surprised he was.

The strength of the two people is about the same, but when they feel that huge force for a moment.

Bart already understood.

Even two of them may not be Pate's opponent.

He stabilized his mind, stretched out his hand to press Pete's shoulder, pretending to lift the weight lightly and said:

"Pate, I know you are very angry now, but please calm down, even if you kill all the mages here, you will not be able to find the Tears of the Sea God, you know this fact better than me. "

Bart's words were like a needle stuck in Pate's ball, and the lion orc was instantly discouraged.

"Is it true that someone can throw things into other people's space rings out of thin air? What an incredible ability..."

Pate sat down slumped against the wall.

At this moment, his three views were completely shattered, and he was already a little suspicious of the beast.

If the Seagod's Tears could not be brought back, his status and his tribe would suffer unprecedented blows.

As for the two goblin brothers, they just died. They had nothing. If they were born or died, they would not take them with them. The unlucky one was him, the orc who accepted the mission.

"I will prove it for you." Bart dodged his eyes and licked his lips. "In front of His Majesty, no matter how ridiculous the facts are, I will prove what you said is true!"

He knew that the thief didn't put anything into the magician's space ring at all, but in an undetectable way, in front of their faces, he blamed all the crimes on these stunned southerners. wizard.

Of course, Bart intends to take this matter into his coffin, even his son doesn't want to know.

In this way he removed himself from the whole affair.

All the sins are borne by the lion orc Pate.

He could even be a good orc in front of Pater, making Pater owe him a favor.

What's the use of being stronger?

Bart sneered secretly in his heart.

Times have changed now, a powerful orc needs not only strength, but also brains!

"I'll prove it for you too."

This voice unexpectedly came from the young mage.

Even Pate, who was in a low mood, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Don't look at me like that, though, I know I'm charming~" The mage wiped the broken hair on his forehead, and a wicked smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

"One size fits one size." He played with the small flame in his finger and said casually:

"You beat my people half to death, and we will be paid after compensation. Before that, I also want to know which arrogant person dared to frame my magician of the Saint Lotia Empire."

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