The Beast’s Blood Boils

After a day on the wasteland, I finally arrived at the destination, the prison of Borg Village.

　　 The sentry on the high turret saw this huge and strange unit and blew the loud horns. Dozens of heavily armed soldiers rushed out of the fence in a panic, thinking it was an enemy attack.

　　 Helen answered the sentry with Qingyue's battle song.

　　 These Beamon warriors are all wearing old leather armor, and they have all kinds of weapons in their hands. Liu Zhensha saw it clearly when he approached. These fighters are all pig-faced pig-faced people of the Pig family who have long admired their names. Their noses are really similar to his own, but his is a big hole, which is bigger and taller.

"Kampas God of War! It's...Miss Helen!" A pig-faced general who was riding a wild boar with a dirty invisible ostrich feather tail inserted into the shiny rivets of his helmet was surprised. Cried.

　　 "Uncle Yorkshire!" Helen jumped from Liu's shocked arms and greeted him with surprise.

"Yes, I'm your loyal old York!" The pig-faced man wept with joy, jumped off the wild boar, knelt on one knee, and kissed the back of Helen's hand deeply, tears like memories of opening the gate, endless The ground wet Helen's little hands.

　　 "I dream of you all in my dreams!" Helen couldn't help crying too. Now she is a very poor little girl who saw her long-lost relatives, where there is the usual seductive charm.

　　 "See Miss Helen for the faithful pigeons." The sloppy pig-faced team knelt on the ground in a mess.

　　 "Sir Mark has missed you all the time since the accident in Maple Leaf Village half a year ago." Yorkshire was full of tears: "I have been drinking wine for a whole month, and I shed tears every day with the portrait of Miss Heidi and you."

　　 "Where's Uncle?" Helen forced a bitter smile.

　　 "Someone has already notified it, and I think it is an enemy attack, so I will be there soon." Yorkshire also wiped his tears, and the pig's nose was covered with mud mixed with tears.

"These are..." Old York's eyes extended to Liu who was behind Helen and shocked them. The panda warriors were quite a bit taller than him and surprised him, not the wild boar behind him. His teeth pressed against his butt, and he almost fell back.

　　 "This is my savior..." Helen just took Liu's shocked arm, before finishing speaking, a figure rushed over and hugged her.

　　 Liu was shocked and furious. Just now, he didn't think much of the smelly pig-faced man kissing Helen's hand. Now he is even more extraordinary and even embraced. Liu shocked his arm and was ready to start his hand.

　　 "Helen, my baby!" The figure that appeared suddenly almost cried and hugged the little fox. Liu shocked and settled, only to realize that this guy is also a middle-aged Fox with a red tail. The exquisite sacrificial robes were stained with dirt and dust, the leather boots under the feet were stained with the residue of virtual soil and vomit, and a strong scent of alcohol radiated from all over the body.

　　 This Fox is a middle-aged man. He is very handsome and has fiery red curly hair, but his face is a bit sullen and pale.

　　 "My dear uncle!" Helen couldn't control her feelings anymore, and the loud cries made Liu's shocked eardrum tremble.

　　 "Let me take a good look at you!" The middle-aged Fox man stared at the face of the little fox, tremblingly wiped away the tears from her face, and gave another hug.

　　 "Uncle SMS!" Helen choked and hugged him tightly. The surrounding pugs were also wiping their tears, and the dust on his face was washed out with white marks by tears.

　　 "Why did you come back? Merciful God of War!" Middle-aged Fox tried to calm his mood from excitement.

"It was this Pig who saved my life, the big ship of the despicable human slave trader. It suffered a huge storm in the public waters off Cape Naren. Our ship hit a rock and everyone was drowned. Di, Hai Bei, Hai Rui are all dead... Those all evil slave traders are also dead... This kind peg happened to live on that desert island and saved my life." Helen suppressed the grief. Introduced Liu Zhensha to his uncle.

"For your generosity, I can't describe my gratitude in words!" SMS Ji nodded to Liu Shock. He saw Liu Shock lifted his hair. For this strange and ugly pig, based on the noble His identity, he maintained the reserved nobility of intact, at the same time, he also expressed his most sincere gratitude.

　　 "Pig is an honor to serve his lord." Liu Zhensha, who is used to big talk, already knows how to deal with it, and this has a routine in his heart.

　　 "Which family's retainer are you, I will definitely inform the temple, let your family give you the highest award, and you have saved the youngest priest in the kingdom!" SMS sacrificial asked.

"I am a pig from a small tribe scattered on the Dunau Wasteland. As early as when my family was hunting, they had all been swallowed by the sudden appearance of otherworldly beasts, leaving me alone." Liu shocked tears. It's rushing, as if there is such a thing, the expression of grief is a bit too much.

"If this is the case, I can allow you to join my clan, and I will grant you the title of servant of knight. My title is Viscount, so I can only do this, but your credit is fully worthy of noble The title of knight." The generosity of the Viscount made the pig-faced people around him jealously gasp, behave, the knight waits! Yorkshire is already forty years old, and he is just a squad leader. He is also a member of the Militia Self-Defense Force~www.wuxiaspot.com~Uncle, Richard is a natural soul singer..." Helen blushed.

　　 The eyes of Viscount SMS and the surrounding pigeons straightened, and the sound of inhaling cold breath almost evacuated the air here.

　　 "Natural soul singer?" Viscount SMS thought he had a problem with his ears, and looked at his niece and this ugly pig in disbelief. The birth rate of natural soul singers keeps Viscount SMS rolling in his memory.

　　 "Richard is still a dragon sacrifice!" The little fox was even more shocked when he knew this sentence.

　　 The sound of weapons falling to the ground was heard in an endless stream. The pigs were empty in their hands. There were rows of dangling weapons on the ground, and all of them opened their mouths and saw the deep throats inside.

　　 "What..." The soul of Viscount SMS came out faintly, and it took a long time to relax.

　　 A natural soul singer? Dragon sacrifice? A stupid and ugly pig?

　　 Master Viscount has not been able to figure out all the relationships for a long time, this sentence is too shocking. Even Fox, the incarnation of wisdom with the highest rate of worship, has only had a natural soul singer, which is a thousand years ago. Dragon sacrifice? Beamon has only one in so many years of history.

　　 This is too...

　　 Master Viscount fell into chaos in his mind.

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　　 Red-haired actors are hard to find.

　　 is really hard to find.

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