Bear Lord Volibear

"Why? Am I wrong?"

Looking at their attitude, Yasuo was confused and didn't know what he had said wrong.

Volibear didn't bother to explain, and grabbed him directly over the turbulent crowd and saw the theater stage. There was no so-called great combination on the stage, only one person.

A woman.

This woman tied her blue hair into two ponytails on the left and right. She has a very delicate facial features and her skin is as soft as egg and milk. She wears a shoulderless dress with a breast wrapped around it, set off by a ribbon. It seems that the fragrant shoulders are faintly fascinating, but the elegant breast-wrapped dresses can hardly completely wrap the white rabbits on the chest, which are called murder weapons. They are forced out of the invisible white meat groove, like a magnet. It attracted the attention of the men in the audience, which is why it was almost silent.

This kind of chest device is too fierce, and it grows on such a feminine woman, no matter the face, figure, or voice, it gives full marks to the audience. How can the audience have time to chat and chat?

"So fierce! So fierce!"

Yasuo couldn't help but exclaimed.

"But why is there only a musician? Where is the singer who sang just now?"

"That's her, she is also the one who sings, and she is also the one who plays the piano. To be precise, the so-called singing you just heard did not come from her mouth, but from her."

Lux laughed as if the prank succeeded.

"She's called Sona, the daughter of a court musician, but she was a mute since she was a child, so in order to obtain the rights of a normal person, she desperately contacted any music theory and piano scores, and finally invented the method of imitating'talking' by playing the piano. The singing voice I listened to was from'she', and there was no combination at all. Today is Sona’s recital."

Yasuo made a blushing face, and he was considered a man of music theory, and he didn't even notice the difference between the ethereal and euphemistic female voices and ordinary people.

"Sona? Her posture and talent are so wonderful, especially the pair of murder weapons, even if I drown in it, I am willing. She is probably married now, do I still have a chance?"

The little lord Onia saw Sona on the stage and asked obsessively.

"Sona used to play with us when she was a child. She was only as old as me this year. She was not married, but the noble, knight and scholar son in the city who wanted to marry her can blow up the entire Augustus theater. You can only have ten thousand. Many people line up slowly."

Lacus looked at the stage with envy and hatred and said, with a particularly sour tone. Ruiwen glanced at the towering iron breastplate on her chest, and looked at each other with a bitter smile and everything was silent.

"It's just that who knows that Sona will either marry His Royal Highness Arthas or Lord Jarvan in the future. She has grown up with the sons of these two princes and has a very good relationship, but these two have not treated Sona at the moment. What's your response. Also, wipe your saliva and don't think about it. I know what you stinky men think one or two. Sona is not protected by the iron-patterned monk. She is also the Cinder Witch like me. Years ago, members of the Legion listed her as one of the targets of assassination and kidnapping, but the five assassins were killed by Sona and four of them.

Cinder Witch?!

This almost perfect woman?!

They were shocked by Lacus’s revelation tour group. After all, in their impression, Cinder Witch seemed to have defects like Brandraks (I’m not a defect, my old lady is born!), but such a perfect and weak one. The soft girl who was afraid of turning in her palm actually had the powerful combat effectiveness of an angry killer.

"Sorry, you blocked me, can you borrow it?"

While the tour group was full of emotions, Volibear heard a straight girl behind him sounded. He thought he was too tall to block others. When he looked back, he did not see the figure, so he did.

A hammer!?

"Hello, Mr. Xiong, have you seen a hero nearby?"

The little girl who was not as high as a hammer asked with her big eyes.

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PS: Continue to explode and update, give me a reward for monthly ticket blade support, old Xiong, I am having a hard time this month, no matter how much it is, I would like to thank you.

Chapter 82 The Hammer Needs Heroes

"Hello, Mr. Xiong, have you seen a hero nearby."

Volibear turned around and saw a delicate hammer instead of seeing a figure.

This is a classic-style square-headed two-handed warhammer. The white marble-like hammer head is a circle larger than the human head, and the veins of the veins under the vertical plane are faintly visible. The gilt relief on the side is ingenious, and it always reveals a kind of precipitation. The vicissitudes of life, the rugged design and the violent aesthetics that make people love it, make people no doubt that any armor body will become a small cake less than a centimeter thick with one hammer.

However, under the delicate giant hammer with a handle nearly two meters long, the bearer Bin was not a rugged and strong brawny warrior, but a little girl with tiger teeth who seemed to be only half the height of the hammer.

The girl looked childish, with beautiful purple eyes that were three points larger than ordinary people, making her look like an animated character, and the corners of her mouth showed small tiger teeth with a slight dissatisfaction.Beige hair was tied into two stubby ponytails behind his head, but his beautiful hair was dusty and dusty, and it seemed that he had just returned from outside the city.Wearing a tight and sturdy old armor on a small figure, I have definitely experienced a lot of danger from the wind and frost and nicks on the armor. I also carry a small round shield that has been polished and bright. His face was ignorant and ignorant, but he had the firm appearance of a little soldier.

[Little girl, are you not afraid of me?Which family are you from and how come out alone?Where are your parents?

Volibear kindly bowed down and held up a sign to ask. Although he likes those little girls who are just beginning to grow young and ignorant, he is very successful and dare to raise them into big girls with a variety of styles, but he is very daring to the kind of girl in front of him. He felt that he would be sentenced to death at least three years.

At least, even the thinnest Sylvie or Wayne is about 1.4 meters, but this one is only 1.2 meters the most, so it shouldn't be called a girl.

"Don't call me a little girl, Mr. Xiong, please call me Bobby, I went on a trip to find a hero. As for my parents? They died four or five years ago. Why do you ask?"

[What hero to find?Is there no one to take care of you?

This kind of crowded environment is the most common thing to lose children, but Xiong's head looked around for a moment, and it seemed that he didn't see the person who lost the child.

"No, no, no, I don't need someone to take care of it. I'm still responsible for taking care of this hammer. The previous owner of this hammer is dead. It's very lonely. I promised to help him find a suitable hero to wave it, so I came here. I heard that the king here is going to hold a ceremony, a large group of famous heroes will come here to participate, so I want to come here to try if you can find a suitable hero, Mr. Xiong, have you seen it?"

hero?Looking for the master, you want to give this hammer away?No penny?

"It's not a gift, he and I are just companions, but I promised to help him find a hero who can use its full power and make good use of it. I am not its owner. How can I sell it? I just help it fulfill my wish."

The girl who claimed to be Bobby had to correct her two ponytails as if they were shaking more rattle.

At this time, other people in the tour group also noticed the girl behind him, the little devil who was so big, or to be precise, they noticed that she had a weapon.

"Boy, are you looking for a hero? And you are looking for a hero for the hammer, not for you?"

When Teddamir saw that the hammer was bright, he stretched out his hand to touch it. Although he was able to get a big sword, it did not prevent him from appreciating other excellent weapons.

"Are you a hero?"

Bobby asked, turning the hammer upside down and handing him the handle.

The little hand covered with armor loosened his fingers, the hammer fell to the ground, and it smashed into the black masonry ground with slightly concave spider pattern cracks. The harsh cracking sound also caused the others to turn their heads together.

Tydamir looked incredulously at this side and he had a hammer that was almost the same as his big sword. He could wrestle with giants to gain strength. Even with his hands on, he could only drag the hammer on the ground to make goose bumps. .

But isn't this hammer as light as it is almost no weight in front of this little girl?

"Forgot to tell you that this hammer is heavier than it looks. It seems you are not the hero I was looking for."

Bobby said with regret.

"What's the matter, hero, can't even lift a hammer with light strength on a woman's belly?"

Yasuo joked. Seeing the little girl in front of him holding the hammer as if nothing had happened, he suddenly became curious.

But in his hands, the hammer was almost set in the ground and the mountain was still calm.

"I'm sorry, neither are you."

This can arouse other people's curiosity. One person can be said to cooperate with the acting, but two people have such a tacit understanding?Or is the hammer really that heavy?

It's impossible, it's so heavy that this girl was the first to be crushed.

But everyone tried it in turn, only to find a terrible fact: no one can afford it!