Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

When Luolai hid under the quilt and shivered to call his big lion, Bain was not idle.

She didn't know that the legendary queen who was radiant in her heart was actually a time traveler, and she thought that the monster was so afraid because the ancient thinking could not accept bone extraction.

That's understandable, Bane thought.

For today, she has done countless simulations and exercises with the people behind her, and every sentence and every movement is deeply engraved in Bane's head.

After she asked Xian Wangjian to take the bone, she gave an angry answer, a skeptical answer, or a firm refusal answer when she was excited... Countless things that may happen are under Bain's control.

What Xianwangjian expressed now is just the most common kind.

Moreover, taking out the ribs requires disembowelling, which to the ancients meant death.

Didn't the ancient heroes of a certain country kill the doctor directly when they heard the doctor say that the only way to cure headaches is to open the head?

Not wanting to kill her too aggressively, in Bain's mind, it was already a manifestation of Xian Wangjian's gentleness and kindness.

How lucky I am that the monster incarnated by Xianwangjian turned out to be such a cute and cute character.

Bain brings future people's worship of ancient celebrities, how do you think Luo Lai likes it.

She patiently lowered her voice, coaxing the monster in the quilt:

"You can trust me, I have a way to remove the bone painlessly, and even after the bone is removed, you only need to recover for a few days before you can live a normal life, without any negative effects, and even scars will not be left."

Luo Lai in the quilt knew that she might not be lying, but she still kept her mouth shut.

You don't have to persuade me.

Before my big lion comes, I will not agree!

Afraid that he couldn't help but agree, and because he didn't have the strength to support him for almost two days, Luo Lai suddenly turned into a little monster, deflated like an air leak in the quilt.

Bain was taken aback, and quickly opened the quilt to check. He saw a Q-ball figure that was only as big as a woman's palm, including the tail, clinging to the back of the quilt, holding his own tail in his hand, and looking at her with open eyes.

He also bared his teeth that he thought was super fierce.

"Puff, puff!"

- Don't come here!

—I, I bite, it hurts!

Bain covered his mouth with his hand after being silent for a second, madly in his heart Boss Aite: Leader, I want to bring some souvenirs back home, yes, don't worry, it's not big, the kind you can put in your pocket! ! !

It's because they are afraid that the two kings will die of anger and go to the future.

"Ahem." Bain, who suppressed the urge to lick the bald sage king's sword, saw that the little man's nervous hair was blown out. He couldn't bear it but excitedly put the quilt back carefully, "Well, don't be afraid."

Probably a common problem of human beings.

Facing the cute little animals, they can't help but talk and grow cute, and they can't control the desire to say repeating words.

"My sister put the quilt back on you, be good."

Nai Lailai relaxed a little, kicked jiojio to stuff herself under the quilt, turned her head like a little turtle, and only exposed her head to look at Bain.

Bain yelled ten cute words in his heart, and felt that this little monster should be listed as a protected animal. After clearing his throat, he introduced his origin and world to Luolai with a hundred times more gentle attitude.

Luo Lai was still wary of her lying to him at first, but later he became more and more surprised, and was dumbfounded.

Rolai had suspected before that the history of the ancient Babylon he traveled to was similar to the history he knew, but there was a big difference. Is it a parallel world? , this is not the world he is familiar with.

There are gods in this world, and there are magical powers that science cannot explain.

It has nothing to do with the history he knows!

And Bane is from the future of this world.

She said that in the future, human beings will live in a place where science and miracles coexist. People use the power of gods and ancestors to protect themselves, avoid natural disasters, and benefit mankind. Even countries will send people with magical powers to hold competitions and seize resources.

"The power of my country is gradually failing, and I got a way to return to this era by accident. Rather than wanting your ribs, I want an opportunity to summon the two kings to use their strength."

"The two kings are the lion king Sartu and the real king Ailan, do you understand?"

After Bain finished speaking, he looked at the little Nailai Lailai with a sincere expression that did not seem to be lying.

And the older little Luo Lai smacked his lips, and he didn't believe her, he just sighed:

Once, I was also a child who believed in science, until later I became a sword and met a young lady who borrowed ribs from me, oh no, ribs...

"Don't worry, you can ask me as much as you want, as long as you agree to exchange, we can discuss anything." Bane said.

-real?

Nai Lailai made a puzzled expression of tilting her head.

Bain understood it, and immediately said, "Of course it's true."

—You make me think again.

Hearing her answer, Luo Lai admitted that he was moved.

It is not a real ancient. Naturally, with the development of technology in the future, some problems can hardly be called problems, such as:

Give birth.

Sartu said that he was willing to bear the hardships of marrying a man to be the queen, but he knew that if he really had a child of his own, Sartu would be very happy, and it would be much easier.

Thinking of this, Nai Lailai was shaken.

It doesn't want to watch the most favorite Saltu hard.

I don't even want others to drive Sartu to the throne because of this in the future.

It's just a rib, and it can't die. In the previous life, there were people who underwent surgery to remove ribs for the waist to look thinner!

As long as it makes Sartu easier... Damn, done!

Nai Lailai gritted her teeth, stood out from under the quilt and stretched out a claw, looking at Bain seriously with peasy eyes.

— I agree, take it!

Learman returned to Sunset Town after leaving the wizard's hut.

He was bored and leaned against the mud brick gate at the entrance of the town, staring at the children who were laughing and playing, thinking about the relationship between the wizard and the green-haired young man.

Just as he was distracted, there was a faint sound of rumbling horseshoes in the distance. The leisurely Lierman's expression changed suddenly, and he immediately returned to his senses and stood up straight and looked into the distance.

When he found that the yellow sand and smoke all over the sky were indeed coming in their direction, Lierman cursed secretly and sounded the alarm!

The whole town is full of sand bandits or their families. Although they heard the alarm bell, they panicked for a moment but quickly stabilized.

The women and children were hidden in the cellar in an orderly manner, and all the remaining men rushed to the gate of the town with weapons, standing behind Lierman and staring at the team from far to near.

"Boss, what's going on?"

Xiao Gang got down from his woman's bed, holding a knife in his hand, frowning tightly.

"I don't know, maybe the people from the auction house came after me."

Lierman didn't know either, so he speculated.

Hearing that the young man who defected to the sand bandits for his lover had an ugly face and felt a little guilty, "If this is the case, I will go out and surrender."

Wen Yanxiao waved his hand: "Hey, not necessarily, there are so many sand bandits, how can they be sure it's us? Maybe it's the enemy who came to grab the territory."

Lierman also agreed: "No matter what, you joined my team. It's not my Lierman style to leave my brother behind!"

The other sand bandits also echoed, and they followed Lierman because of Lierman's ability to fight and his loyalty.

"thank you all."

The young man was moved to see this group of unfamiliar companions tightening the longbows in their hands, and vowed in his heart that he would live and die with them.

The sand bandits were ready to fight, but they didn't expect that the people who came were not their deadly enemies, nor the soldiers of the city lord's mansion who could be a man, but a group of murderous and well-equipped troops!

Iron armor and spears gleamed coldly in the sun, and the bandits were dumbfounded.

Comparing other people's equipment, looking at their own...

Xiao swallowed his saliva, and spoke out the thoughts of the Sand Bandits: "This is a bitch, how can I beat you?!"

This group of people looks like a regular army coming out of a sea of ​​corpses and blood. There are more people than them, and they are definitely an existence that sand bandits can't afford to mess with.

Moreover, the generals and soldiers led by Sartu suffered a lot of grievances along the way. After seeing the enemy, all the aggrieved anger was directed at the sand bandits on the opposite side. Like a wolf!

The sand bandits didn't know, they all had evil spirits on their faces, the leader in front had white hair, handsome and cold face, the murderous intent emanating from his body was almost condensed into substance, and the fear in his heart was even worse.

Before the fight started, the morale was weaker.

"Boss, Boss?"

Xiao and the others took a few steps back and swallowed, calling out to the boy in front.

Lierman didn't speak, his too young face was tense, and he already had guesses about their arrival.

"You only have one chance to speak."

Sartu, who was riding on a horse and looking down at the bandits, said coldly:

"Where's the horn?"

The yellow sand scraped by, because of this sentence, the puzzled sand bandits who fell into silence, look at me, look at you, and don't understand what a horn is.

On the contrary, Lierman pressed the tip of his tongue to the roof of his jaw, exhaled the air in his chest, and turned his head to the mud brick house not far from the town, "If you're talking about that green-haired young man, he's over there."

The king of Babylon, who was wearing golden armor and a red cloak, nodded, and proudly looked away from the bandits, and said to Sirik, "Catch them, don't die, this king will torture them little by little." After that, he turned his horse and galloped towards the mud brick hut.

"Follow your orders, king."

Immediately, Xilik saluted Yuan Zou's back with one hand on his chest, then straightened up, facing the sand bandits.

The fox with a naturally smiling face had his eyes bent, obviously smiling, but Xiao and the others were terrified when they saw it, and somehow felt that this man was a little scary.

Seeing the timidity on the bandit's face, Sirik suddenly chuckled.

He raised his hand and made a forward movement towards Xiao Su's army behind him. The wolf and tiger army behind him excitedly hit the shield with a knife and let out a roar, and rushed towards the sand bandits in unison!

The sounds of fighting and screaming suddenly rang out.

"You guys are really bold."

The wind lifted the male assistant officer's black hair, brushing against the face whose smile disappeared in an instant.

He added:

"It's also really damn good!"

The horse stopped next to the hut, and Sartu kicked open the door directly to guard against the bandits.

The wooden door fell to the ground with a loud bang, because the room was clean and there was no mud that blocked the view.

Sartu drew out the Xianwang Sword and entered the small mud house full of evil spirits. Thinking of seeing Jiao soon, his heart softened a little.

His horns are so delicate and clumsy.

It can't stand a little bit of tiredness and pain. It usually cries and asks him to hug him when it falls off the lion's back.

Are your eyes swollen from crying, and you have called his name countless times in your heart?

Thinking that the little things would suffer, Sartu's soft heart became hard and cold again.

—he will never let go of whoever takes the horn from him!

All kinds of cruel punishments and bloody scenes flashed through Sartu's mind one by one. He looked up into the small room, looking for the enemy and his stupid little things.

'Jiao, the king is here to pick you up. '

he said in his heart.

The line of sight quickly locks the only green.

But the corners of Sartu's lips hadn't curled up yet, and then other scenes came into view, but Sartu froze in place as if he had undergone a huge change!

The only bed in the room.

His horns were undressed, and his green hair was snaking.Covered with a quilt from the waist down, lying on the bed with her eyes closed obediently, she seemed to be asleep.

Of course, this is a very normal scenario.

So normal that if the white chest hadn't been cut open and stretched wide open by strange tools...

Sartu must really think that his horn really just fell asleep...

Looking at the blood-red organs that were still beating, Huber's eyeballs were instantly scarlet as if they had been dyed the same color. The blood from his whole body poured into Sartu's brain, but his head was not hot, but cold.

The body of the cold young Babylonian king was shaking, and the hand holding the sword of the wise king was also shaking. His throat was filled with mud and sand, and his ears were filled with the sound of humming and expanding heartbeat.

"...you killed him."

For a long time, the trembling voice and deep-seated hatred murmured from his chest to his throat, Sartu lost his mind, he couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

The eyeballs covered with large blood clots were frighteningly rolling in their sockets.

In the end, she fell dead in the room to the woman whose hands were stained with blood. After seeing him, she panicked and put a bone into a transparent container.

Bain naturally knew who was coming, and waved his hands in a panic: "Please calm down, this is not..."

"You killed the horn."

"No, please listen to me..."

The wide-open eyes were about to split open, and there was a moist line in the eyes, filled with hatred and grief that made the spine tingle!

Tears filled the face of the mad-looking Babylonian king.

The roar of a lion who hears nothing and loses his love.

"You killed this king's queen—!"

Sartu is really sad, and it is estimated that there will be a shadow. Seeing his wife being disembowelled or something, hiss.

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