Chapter 44 (2/2)
About 20 people joined the dark crow guild. There is a special taskbar for employment at the front desk.
”Miss Natasha, I can tell you that the thorn boar king, who is comparable to the young dragon, was killed by my uncle's axe!”
At the front desk, a drunken burly soldier holding a glass of red wine and carrying an oversized axe boasted that the axe blade was dripping with blood, which was very appropriate.
”Ah ~ that's really brave ~ but please clean up the blood along the way ~”
Natasha pursed her lips and smiled. Her long wine red hair was like a enchanting flame. She was wearing a lavender low cut skirt, which squeezed the snow-white plumpness out of the deep gully. Coupled with the intentional teasing between her lips, it was even more charming and attractive.
”Then, Miss Natasha, can you have dinner with me tonight? I'd like to give you a taste of the delicious boar king. By the way, I'd like to further exchange my fighting skills.”
”Well, your request really bothers me ~”
In the soft voice, the drunken soldier swam down from each other's beautiful body with hot eyes, snow-white neck, exquisite and attractive clavicle, full and round
Fox ears?
The black fox's ears trembled, and the soldier of the boar king was stunned.
”Pa!”
Then, when he didn't react, a hand covered with black armor fell on his shoulder. Looking back, he just looked at the scarlet line of sight under his helmet.
”Blood, blood crow!!”
Soldiers wake up in an instant. In the dark night guild, no, the professionals of the whole Titan city know that a ferocious assassin is more domineering than the soldiers in the front!
In particular, the record of killing three silver level demons in front of him pushed the prestige of the black god of death to the extreme!
The next moment, the blood crow overbearing threw the drunken soldier out of the door with one hand and forced his face to land first, so that the other party could sober up his mind filled with wine and European pie.
”That's about it! I'm definitely not absent from work and lazy!”
The little fox, whose face was bandaged and forced to sit in Natasha's arms, said seriously with bloody pupils and gills.
”Ha ha, I heard that a cute new mercenary went to Jingyue swamp to destroy shrem's nest!”
The blood crow holds a box of cakes in his right hand and touches his abdomen. If it is not because his left hand is dragging three bags of heavy objects, it is a standard ”belly laugh”.
”Oh, didn't the little fox look at the map? The silver moon wolf king of the dark moon forest and the shrem hero of the pure moon swamp are all the leader level demons that Titan city can't provoke.”
Natasha smiled, holding a cotton swab in her hand and applying ointment to the hot part of Xiao Han's back.
”Well, the worst map needs 300 copper eagles. I can't afford it!”
Xiao Han spoke his heart. The bottom of his eyes was full of water, leaving weak... Poor tears.
Can I TMD say that map merchants are vampires?
Moreover, Mingming's [stealing] target is the drawings carried by the other party, but a large flower green underpants fly over, which frightens Xiao Han to interrupt the [stealing] skill.
So, a more strange scene appeared. Under the strange eyes of the vendor, the big underpants fell on the head of a vigorous and burly man. When I saw the map merchant the next day, well, the person disappeared. The store was decorated as a vicious weapon store such as mace and long handled axe.
Whenever he thinks of the millions of golden wolf debts of ofena, Xiao Han can live for thousands of years according to the life span of the demon king. He can earn the first bucket of gold and use money to make money. He may have to pay it back in his whole life.
”Well, since the shrem hero is the weakest, why doesn't anyone destroy it?”
Mengxin little fox asked a question. Then, he was silent with the caring and mentally retarded eyes of the bloody crow that ”the child is not saved”.
The explosion of shrem, as Xiao Han imagined, exploded all the way. After death, it blew you up. After elimination, it is estimated that a large number of new people will emerge from the cemetery. The necromancer should feel very good.