Evil dragon roars ~ woo woo

Seeing that the man fainted, Long Ming panicked even more, and quickly poked his head out of the cloak to look at the supported old man, with guilt in his voice: "Is he all right, I'm sorry just now, I didn't mean it. "He was really just shocked, and when he thought about his hidden identity again, he spit fire in his heart, unexpectedly, the little flame just sprayed on that white beard.

Oreo hugged the chubby cub, staring at the old man with an ordinary face, his silver eyes narrowed slightly, he couldn't feel the breath of this old man, but since he could see through the eyes of the succubus, his strength would definitely not be lower than four Could it be said that this old man has already cultivated to the realm of forbidden magic, so he can't perceive the fluctuation of his magic power.

Humans are really a terrible race. Although their lifespan is not long, their talents make all races daunting. Oreo touched the little chubby cub's head, thinking it's better not to confront him head-on.

Carlo also thought of this. He frowned slightly and looked at the fainted human old man, his expression becoming more stern and difficult to approach.

Czech took a step forward and took the initiative to support the old man. His blue eyes were full of apology: "Our cub is not sensible. When the old man wakes up, we will compensate him."

Saige muttered at the side: "Can't you lose a fake beard?"

"Of course not. Our archbishop's beard is a real beard." The little priest said angrily. He looked at the poor beard on the archbishop's chin and sighed sadly: "How can this be done? The archbishop likes him very much." beard and spend half an hour every morning grooming it."

Long Ming felt even more guilty when he heard this, and just about to say something, he suddenly remembered the archbishop that the kid was talking about, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, looking at the old man in surprise.

"Could it be that he is the Cardinal Archbishop of the West District invited by Priest Allen?"

"Yeah, I'm also a little priest, and my name is Adam." Adam was very proud: "I'm 13 years old this year, and I have graduated from Guangming Seminary. I am good at healing and prayer in the Department of Light."

"Then why isn't he wearing red clothes?" Long Ming thought about the archbishop in red clothes. He must be a tall man with a very serious expression, wearing a red robe and holding a staff in his hand. White, just like an ordinary old man.

"It's a long story." The little priest scratched his hair, looked at the archbishop, and sighed again: "Because of a mistake, we spent the night under the big tree outside, and the bishop took his robe Covered it on his body, but he slept until midnight and was snatched away by a large night owl, after all his robe is very conspicuous."

This is really making matters worse, Long Ming felt that the archbishop in red invited by Alan was very unlucky.

After hearing this, Saeg couldn't help asking: "Is it true that Priest Allen invited him to the wrong person?" It seems unreliable at all, can it really purify the devilish energy of the abyss?

The little priest glanced at Saige with dissatisfaction, and said seriously: "You should trust the Archbishop. When he was young, he had beheaded the leg of Mistress Rose, the drow dark elf who ruled the underground."

After hearing this, Sager immediately exclaimed: "Wow, that is really a remarkable achievement."

He looked around and felt that it was not good to judge people by their appearance, so his tone was a little better: "We are good friends of Priest Alan, why don't we go back together. It just so happens that the singing and dancing are over, and the church should have prepared lunch."

"Yes." The little priest nodded: "We have been driving all the way and just need to rest."

Immediately, several people were ready to leave.

"Are you leaving?" Long Ming heard the voice of the little boy behind him, and turned to look at him.

"Yes." He took out honey candy from the hidden pocket of the cloak, and said with a smile, "I have a gift for you, open your hand."

Will opened his hand and saw several beautifully colored candies falling from it.

"Satoye is very fun, goodbye, Will." Long Ming waved to the little boy, saying goodbye to him.

"I will bless you." Will's voice came from behind, Long Ming turned his head and saw the little boy smiling happily, and couldn't help but feel happy.

"... dong dong..." The flower drum sounded beside them, the city lord's guards were divided into two teams, Long Ming clawed his chin, looked at the pale and gloomy young city lord, and slowly walked past them.

The city lord suddenly turned his head and glanced at them, then quickly looked forward again.

The appearance is quite handsome, Long Ming tried hard to distinguish, and the city lord's ears, sides and neck were outlined with a kind of gorgeous and complicated vine pattern, which formed a great contrast with his pale face. The brighter the color, the more pale the city lord's face was, as if transparent. Only a pair of dark brown eyes were amazingly bright, and a terrible flame was burning inside.

Could it be that he really fell in love with the goddess of life?Looking at the back of the city lord going away, Long Ming pondered. According to the city residents, the city lord is the person who believes in the goddess the most, and his power of faith should also be the strongest. Now, the statue of the goddess of life is dim. It shows that the city lord's belief in the goddess of life is no longer pure, and even because of the powerful power of faith, the light of the goddess of life is polluted?

However, judging by the young age of the city owner, how did he change from the most faithful believer to a blasphemer in just a few years?Could the abyssal devil energy in the pool have anything to do with him, could it be that he was lured by bad guys...

Long Ming lay on Oreo's shoulder, feeling that the city lord of Satoye had many secrets, he looked at it for a while, and then turned his attention to the archbishop in front, well, when the old man wakes up, let him Apologize again.

With the end of the sacrificial singing and dancing, the gathered crowd also dispersed. Long Ming and the others walked back along the route, and not long after they separated from the people of Satoye, they came to the Guangming Church stationed in Satoye. before the division.

Saige pushed open the door and breathed a sigh of relief: "Come in."

"Ah, adjutant, come here." Seeing the adjutant, Saige hurriedly beckoned someone to come over.

"Master Saige, what's the matter? The bishop is coming over today, and our cleaning hasn't been finished yet." The adjutant brought a group of subordinates to the nobleman and asked.

Saige smiled mysteriously, moved his body away, exposed the little priest and the archbishop behind him, stretched out his hand and introduced, "Don't worry, the archbishop has come."

The adjutant stared at the unconscious old man with only a strand of beard and ashes on his face, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

It took a long time before I found out from my memory that the kind and kind face of the archbishop of the West District was compared with the old man in front of me.

I found that except for the white beard, it was exactly the same.

"...What's the matter, my lord bishop?" The adjutant shook his hand, and the rag in his hand fell to the ground, and asked in a trembling voice.

"Cough, there was an accident, and the beard was burned off, but don't worry, I will pay him a fake beard." Saige glanced at the little chubby boy's increasingly guilty expression, a little funny in his heart, his little eyebrows almost Wrinkled together, the baby's fat face was hidden under the collar of the cloak, only revealing a pair of big golden eyes looking at him nervously.

Cute and pitiful, how can people still have the heart to blame him.

The adjutant gasped, and hurriedly asked his subordinates to carry the archbishop to their side, even Saige couldn't care less: "I'll take the archbishop to rest and report to Priest Alan by the way."

After speaking, he left in a hurry.

Sager touched his nose, and Carlo stood beside him and looked at him.

"What are you looking at me for?" Saige took out his fan and shook it, feeling at ease.

Carlo felt that there was still one human being who was pleasing to the eye.

"Let's go, let's eat." Sager felt terrified when Carlo saw him, and hurried in.

Seeing that there were no other people around, Czech said to Carlo: "I didn't notice the magic fluctuations of the old man just now, and it is very likely that he is a ninth-level archmage."

A look of surprise appeared on Carlo's usually expressionless face after hearing this, and it disappeared in an instant.

The ninth level can enter the realm of demigods. In terms of strength, it is estimated that it is only half behind the Pope of Light.

It's just a small town's abyssal demon energy, which can actually attract a ninth-level archmage. Carlo thinks it's not that simple.

"Let's hold back for the time being." Czech said his thoughts: "I believe that humans will not want to fight us, but we still have to keep an eye on the cubs."

"Yeah." Carlo agreed.

Oreo noticed that the chubby boy hadn't moved for so long, so he glanced sideways at him.

Probably because the sun is just right today, the little guy is lying on his shoulders again, the hot and bright sun just sprinkled on his little cloak hat, making him warm all over, his eyelids drooped, half covering him With golden eyes, there was also a faint grunt from his throat, as if he was about to fall asleep under the sun's rays.

Oreo glanced down at the tail of the dragon that gradually stopped shaking, and gave a light "shh" to the two people in front of him.

The little guy was going to sleep in the sun.

"I also liked to bask in the sun when I was a child." Carlo didn't know what to think of, and said in a low voice.

Czech glanced at him, not understanding what he was trying to say.

"The little chubby boy is very similar to me." Carlo said with a paralyzed face, complacent in his heart.

Czech twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling that Carlo's filter for him was a bit too big.

After returning to the house, Oreo put the little guy on the bed and found that he was completely asleep. He was lying on the bed, sleeping on his back, his little belly rose and fell gently with his breathing, and his little tail didn't flick.

Gru came over with a plate of sweet soup, scratched his head, a little regretful: "I thought the boy would sleep in the afternoon."

He specially prepared sweet soup at noon today to make the little guy happy.

"Dragon cubs sleep for a long time, and when they get older, they can sleep for a whole day." Czech explained that their dragons are more active and active when they are young, and the older they get, the less they want to move, and they even sleep for several years at a time. For them, it's just a nap time.

Carlo adjusted the cub's sleeping position, handed a ruby ​​to the little guy by the way, and covered him with a thin quilt.

"Okay, let's eat." Gru put the sweet soup on the table.

Oreo sat down, and for some reason suddenly raised his head and looked out the window. Czech and Carlo also looked over. A black crow was hovering high in the sky, unable to enter the church.

"It's Mo Ke's black crow." Carlo had an excellent memory, and he saw at a glance that the crow's scarlet eyes were obviously incomparable. It was raised by the black wizard in Sunset City on the big tree outside to watch his house.

"It looks like they are looking for you." Czech looked at the mermaid: "Do you need my help to get the crow down?"

"Thank you very much." Oreo nodded.

Czech picked up the staff in his hand and pointed it at the black crow.

There was a flash of green light, and the black crow involuntarily flew towards them, wrapped in a layer of green light, pierced through the protective spell, and landed in front of Oreo's window.

The crow stood still unsteadily, looked at Oreo with red eyes, opened its mouth, and heard the hoarse and old voice of the black wizard Mo Ke.

"Oreo, you are a pure idiot...uh"

Oreo pinched the crow's beak at the right time, leaned slightly and looked down at the "microphone", with slightly curved silver eyes, a slight smile, and said in a warm voice: "You can't speak foul language in front of the cub, or you will bring trouble." Bad kid, don’t you think so, Great Sorcerer Mo Ke.”

"Hmm..." The crow flapped its wings uncomfortably, and nodded stiffly when it saw the serious eyes of the two elders next to it.

Oreo let go of his hand.

The crow's hoarse and mocking voice came: "Oreo, I think you are raising cubs and going crazy, and you ran to Satoye blatantly, you forgot that your list is still on the Assassin's Guild, if I wasn't behind you Give you a disguised trail, you have been discovered long ago."

"You haven't thanked me yet."

Oreo stroked the crow's feathers, but said nothing.

"You need to go to the elves to solve your curse. It just so happens that my potion is short of a drop of water from the Well of Eternity. Please bring me a drop." The crow said indifferently, raised his chest and walked a few steps, Scarlet eyes fixed on the mermaid: "Quack, what do you think?"

Oreo finally spoke, and answered it slowly: "I think you haven't woken up yet." After speaking, with a light wave of his hand, he sent the crow to the protective cover, and a burst of blackness suddenly appeared all over the crow's body. cigarette.

"Oreo, just wait for me, I will curse you to death right now."

Oreo didn't even lift his eyelids, and was about to close the window.

Czech looked at the surprisingly angry black crow, thought for a while, and waved his staff to send it out.