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Meng Fuyou looked at the grape that was a circle bigger than her own head, unable to speak, she declined her kindness politely.

Looking at the huge frame, the huge orcs and even the huge grapes, she couldn't help but have some doubts in her heart. Is the scene really so big that she seems to have fallen into the kingdom of giants, or is it actually her own? People shrink.

After walking for a while, Meng Fuyou began to casually pass on the news: "The royal family lives in Mosterling Castle? I'm from a small place, can you tell me about it?"

The beautiful snake: "Yes, the great lion king lives in the castle, and there are also the king's descendants. The lion king has thirteen children in total."

"Thirteen?" Meng Fuyou sensitively felt that this number was so coincidental, and it had some deep meaning.

"Yes." Beauty Snake nodded, "Thirteen very good princes."

Meng Fuyou's brows and eyes moved slightly, as if she had thought of something, and the coiled silk was glued to the champion's recommendation letter and the castle pass she had put on the side of the couch. Although the two pieces of paper were large, they were fortunately very thin. She seemed to want to see it, so she used her other hand to help her spread it out in front of her.

Meng Fuyou had seen these two pieces of paper just now, and there was only a picture of a lion on it without writing. She read it again and confirmed that although the lions on the two pieces of paper had different movements and demeanors, they both had the same subtle features, front left There is one more grappling hook on the paw than the other paws, and this painting should be the same lion.

If it wasn't for the totem of the orc royal family, or if there was an extra grappling hook on the left front paw, then this feature probably served as a guide.

She asked Beauty Snake to help fold the two sheets of paper into small pieces, and wrapped them with coiled wire.

The frame was driving steadily on the luxuriant grassland. After walking for about [-] minutes, Meng Fuyou glanced around and asked seemingly unintentionally: "This road is so wide and there are no road signs. How do you rely on it?" How to identify the direction, can't you go wrong?"

To Meng Fuyou's question, the three strong bulls and orcs in front didn't respond, they just buried their heads in pulling the cart forward. She glanced at the backs of the three of them, and turned to the beautiful snake, "Do you know?"

"Don't worry, warrior, did the bull misjudge the direction? The castle is the belief of the blood of the race, and that is the direction they will face in life and death." The beautiful snake showed a very longing expression, "This is the first time I went to the castle .”

"Do you know how long it will take?" Meng Fuyou asked again.

"Yeah, I know, the patriarch told me it will take about an hour."

"One hour." Meng Fuyou nodded thoughtfully, "Okay, I have another question. Do you know who the mighty King Hector I just won?"

Beautiful Snake: "The warrior of the Bull Clan, he was the most hopeful to win, but you are more powerful, the master of ice and fire, what a great power this is!"

Meng Fuyou looked at the three hill-like backs in front, and asked with a smile: "Is it the same breed as the three in front?"

"Yes." The beautiful snake still didn't notice anything wrong.

"Okay, then listen to everything." Meng Fuyou raised her voice a little, making sure that every orc in front could hear it.

"It's an hour's journey, and now there are three or ten minutes left. As soon as the time is up, if I haven't seen the castle, I will roast the three of you together. Don't doubt the truth of this sentence, you can do it if you can say it, I am not kind."

Meng Fuyou's tone was not fierce, even a little joking, but the more so, the more frightening it was. The miraculous power of this winner is obvious to all. Yes, why did she do this all of a sudden, she swallowed a little scared, she is a snake, she is most afraid of fire.

Although the three bull orcs in front were still pulling the cart without saying a word, Meng Fuyou noticed that the threat was working, because the speed of the carriage was obviously faster, and it wasted a lot to catch up with the wrong direction just now. for a while.

Gradually, the surrounding area gradually became a little "lively" from the deserted place. From time to time, there would be all kinds of orcs, snakes, insects, rats and ants in the grass, and the trees on both sides gradually became lush. Looking curiously on the huge branch.

Meng Fuyou flicked her nails and casually reminded: "There are 10 minutes left."

No matter how fast the frame was, the ox pulling the cart almost started to trot.

Finally, within the stipulated time, Meng Fuyou saw the gigantic Mosterling Castle slowly appearing under the distant horizon ahead.

It’s not the same as when I first saw the Fantasy Amusement City on the eighth floor. The Fantasy City appeared directly, from small to large, and the castle in front of me seemed to be like a rising sun, which was slowly changing. reveal its full extent.

The carriage stopped at a fork directly in front of the castle. Meng Fuyou looked out and saw that the road was actually divided into thirteen winding roads, interlaced and winding together. At the entrance of each road stood a The tall stone statues are scattered in front and back. At first glance, they look like a group of decorative art with different shapes.

Sitting in front of the stone statue was a well-dressed man with white eyelashes and long white hair, with a pair of furry triangular dog ears erected in his hair. He pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, looked at the huge tribal totem on the frame, and asked loudly: "But the winner of the Weta tribe has arrived?"

The beautiful snake crawled on her upper body and replied: "Yes."

"Let me see, hey, where's your final winner?" The guide was a Samoyed orc with a good nose, and he could smell the smell but didn't see anyone. I saw the beautiful snake holding up a villain like offering a treasure, and holding it above her head.

The Samoyed smiled beautifully, showing a mouthful of white teeth, "Oh, what a small finalist, there must be something special about him."

"Then, the winner of the Vita tribe, which one of His Royal Highness do you want to choose to join and become a warrior of the royal family?"

Meng Fuyou has been observing these thirteen stone statues. At first glance, there is nothing abnormal, but in fact, each of them has some characteristics in details. For example, there is a vertical scar on one of the eyes, and there is a tear groove that is very obvious. became a dividing line.

Seeing her looking at each one, the Samoyed guessed that this small warrior was hesitating. He stood up, and although he was human, he still wanted to shake his hair habitually, then walked to the side of the stone statue, and started Introduce to her one by one, "This is His Royal Highness Kalia, with the most majestic lion body, look at the thick arms!" The Samoyed took his arms, and a person was gesturing there.

"This is His Royal Highness Fuxi, the most valiant general of the royal family. He still has the medal left by the victory of the battle on his eye. This scar is the yearning of many warriors!"

"This is Your Highness Taka..."

"This is Your Highness He Chu..."

The Samoyed dogs introduced one by one, and then they came to the next stone statue, and when they were about to speak, they heard Meng Fuyou say directly: "I will choose this Highness."

This stone statue is in the posture of reading a book. His left hand under the back of the book has six fingers, which coincides with the six-clawed lion on Meng Fuyou's recommendation letter.

"This is His Highness Leo, the incarnation of wisdom." The Samoyed nodded with a smile, then turned around and waved to the stone statue. A tall orc came up the path, and he said: "The victor of the Vita tribe, On behalf of His Highness Leo, I welcome you to join, please follow me, and I will bring you to meet His Highness."

Meng Fuyou sat in the other's palm, and the orc supported her and walked along the path behind the stone statue of Leo. His palm was very soft with a pad of flesh. Meng Fuyou raised his head and found that this feline animal was shining brightly. Her vertical pupils kept sizing her up, but she didn't care, and asked, "There are thirteen princes in the castle, so will there be thirteen finalists from different places today?"

"Yes."

"Which prince the finalist joins under the command of the prince is free to choose?"

"Yes."

Meng Fuyou nodded, that is to say, if you didn't notice the pattern on the referral letter and the pass, and chose the wrong person, not only would you not get the ID card, but you might also get a negative status.

The orc brought Meng Fuyou into a separate small building. He put her on the ground and opened a gap in the resplendent and magnificent door. Inside was a palace covered with red carpets. The throne, through the curtain, can vaguely see a strong giant sitting on it.

"Your Highness Leo, the winner of the Vita tribe has chosen to follow you."

After the announcement, Meng Fuyou heard a low and extremely magnetic voice, "Broadcast."

This is a white-haired lion, the same as the one depicted on the stone statue. He has thick, slightly curly shoulder-length hair, his eyes are half-closed, and he rests on the handrail with one elbow. He waited for a few breaths but no one came in. , Leo felt a little strange, sat up straight, raised his eyes and glanced out.

His eyelashes are also silvery white, and underneath are a pair of shallow amber pupils. The five senses of a beast are extremely keen. He turned his gaze and glanced at the armrest of the throne. A small thing no bigger than a palm jumped up and landed steadily. On the tiger skin.

"Hello, Your Highness." Even though it was covered with short-haired tiger fur blankets, the whole calf of this little girl was buried in the fine fur. She raised her head and moved her fingers a few times. Leo could vaguely see a little bit of gold. The light was very thin, but he still caught it.

Meng Fuyou flattened the letter of recommendation and the passport together with a coil of wire, and hung them in front of him, "I am the winner of the Weta tribe."

Leo glanced at the letter of recommendation, confirmed that it was his letterhead, then glanced at the little thing below that seemed to be crushed to death with bare hands, responded lightly, stretched out two fingers to pinch the letter of recommendation away.

At this moment, Meng Fuyou noticed that the paper of another castle pass was shrinking rapidly. With a thought, she guessed that the identity card was about to come out, and when she pulled the wire, the shrunken paper fell back into her hand It had shrunk to the size of a palm and turned into a black-and-white identity card. She quickly glanced at it, and it said Astrologer.

Leo's gaze was not disturbed, and he even frowned slightly. Obviously, although he accepted this small finalist, he was not satisfied.

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