Chapter 93 (1/2)
Merlin felt the little cold wind blow, and his frozen buttocks trembled. He immediately became sober and immediately sat up.
”Arnold, I swear, if you dare to lift the quilt while I sleep, I will definitely send you to hell. The quilt blends with me. What's the difference between you lifting the quilt and peeling my skin?”
”No, Miss Alice is gone, can't you find it anywhere?” Arnold tried to ask Merlin and Hobbs to help. ”Mr. Crowder is gone.”
”If you don't see it, you won't see it, what does it have to do with us?” Merlin is now in a state of getting up, and no one is pleasing to the eye.
”It disappeared overnight, don't you feel strange?” Arnold spread his hands.
”Don't you look for it? Look around.” Hobbes hammered his waist like an old man.
”I've looked for it. Both of them are gone.” Arnold looked very anxious.
”Where can Alice go? Look at the women's toilet, flip through the trash, and swill buckets. You can definitely find it.” Merlin said casually, embarrassing.
It seems that in Merlin's worldview, Alice is a cockroach.
”Actually, I have been to the women's bathhouse...” Arnold said seriously.
”Uh...” Merlin looked at Arnold in surprise, and said awkwardly, ”You are really... a hall-level stalker...”
”And Mr. Crowder is gone. I eloped with Miss Alice, right?!” Arnold said with grief, ”Miss Alice's private life...why is it so messy? It's so profane, sooner or later it will become a bitch of……”
”Stop talking, your imagination is too rich, and Alice knows you will be cut.” Merlin said blankly.
Hobbs touched his forehead, calmed down a little, and thought for a while.
”Speaking of it, when I released the water in the middle of the night, it seemed that I saw Alice and went north...Isn't it to get a high bounty and went to the cemetery in the forest alone?”
”The cemetery is so dangerous, how could Miss Alice go?” Arnold wondered.
”Isn't that holy-rank rookie, Claude, disappeared? Maybe they'll follow it together.” Hobbs spread his hands.
”It turned out to be like this. With Mr. Crowder here, it would be much safer. It seems that I am away from Miss Alice's mating rights and move forward steadily. Oh ha ha ha...” Arnold turned from grief to joy and smiled very much. Happy.
Merlin covered her face with a look of consternation, not caring about mating rights, but
Damn it!
Is that so?!
Alice, this scheming bitch!
Didn't play the card according to the routine?
I want to take a high commission by myself!
Obviously I've been thinking about it, how could I give it to Alice?!
Merlin stood up with a serious face, quickly put on his clothes, and slung the sword on his waist. He swept away the decadence and became wary.
”Merlin, what are you doing...” Hobbs widened his eyes and was frightened by Merlin's speed of light dressing skill.
”I want to go to that cemetery too.” Mei Lin replied lightly.
”Don't make trouble, you are a black iron, and you can only help if you go. We will just follow the big army to get a subsistence allowance.” Hobbs suggested that a black iron adventurer in the small area, shouldn't he go to the graveyard to find death?
”No! I won't be willing to receive subsistence allowances. High bonuses are my food.” Mei Lin said lightly, and walked out of the tent without looking back. This time the enemy is a necroman and cannot be continued. For life, if you still can’t get enough bonuses, what are you doing?
Arnold put on a serious face: ”Oh, it seems that for Miss Alice's mating rights, Merlin is also serious. Although it is my rival, I appreciate his spirit.”
Hobbs put on a serious face: ”Actually, I already knew that Merlin was looking forward to mating with Alice both physically and mentally. You can tell by looking at his squinted eyes.”
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Chapter 33
Underground labyrinth, three floors.
Two necromantic knights on skeletal horses, with blue eyes burning with wild fire, were burning fiercely.
They are holding white-bone spears and are wrapped in black hunting robe, their teeth are constantly biting up and down, making a crisp sound.
Claude, as if into a man's land, carried the middle, and marched straight to the gate guarded by the necromancer behind him.
The heavy armor clashed, directly alarming the necromantic knights, making them alert.
The ** skeleton war horse was restless, digging back the soil with its hooves, and the ghost fire on his body rose.
The two necromantic knights pulled the reins abruptly and rushed directly to Claude, with a bone spear in their hands, and stab Claude mercilessly.
In the deep darkness, the sound of horseshoes splashed, and the blue ghost fire was raging. Although it was a dead spirit without wisdom, the fighting instinct was staggering.
Claude's aura was not disturbed at all, and he took out the pitch-black giant sword and crashed down, hitting the hard ground, making a loud noise.
The two high-level necromantic skeleton knights in front of them were shocked by the sage-level fighting spirit, and suddenly burst and scattered on the ground, white bones.