Return from the second dimension

As the guards of the Holy Dragon City soldiers were deployed, it didn't take long for them to hear a dull sound of fetters from the entrance of the dungeon.

The sound of the metal rubbing against the ground became one piece, and it was obvious that there was a large group of people slowly moving upwards. You don't need to guess that it was the elf captive who had just been released.

Yue Qianhua and the others looked at the entrance intently, with a pretty face with uncertain expressions.

Not long after, two Holy Dragon City monks wearing black armor, each carrying a long knife, walked up with rifles in their hands.

Their faces were completely obscured, with only a pair of eyes as sharp as a falcon.

The two monks glanced around, then silently retreated to the shadows, blending perfectly with those shadows.

If it weren't for careful observation, it would be impossible to spot the two monks, as if there was no one there at all.

After discovering this situation, Yue Qianhua and the three looked at each other, their expressions becoming more solemn.

"Wow, wow..."

As the sound of metal crashing approached, finally a mercenary from the elven race slowly walked out of the dungeon.

This elven mercenary is not very old and looks very handsome, but his complexion is extremely bad.

The thin cheeks, the slow pace, and the slightly sluggish eyes are mixed together, making people unable to believe that this guy is a proud elven tribe!

The arrogance and arrogance that were once are now gone, and all that is left is numbness and decadence.

Seeing the miserable appearance of this elven mercenary, Yue Qianhua's trio had raised their eyebrows, trying to say something, but in the end they did not speak.

The winners and losers, they fell into the hands of the Holy Dragon City and were not killed. They are already lucky, what else do they want?

As for the preferential treatment of prisoners, ha ha, there is no such thing as a foreign race.

The elven mercenary was looking at the surroundings dumbly at this time. When his gaze fell on the three of Yue Qianhua's body, the dull eyes finally showed a slight fluctuation.

This elven mercenary who had a heart as strong as iron and did not frown when the knife was slashed on his body, a mist of water appeared in his eyes at this time.

At this moment, he finally realized that the three members of his own tribe in front of him should be messengers who came to redeem him.

A heart that was already numb also began to beat violently, causing his chest to become blocked, as if something was about to gush out.

At this moment, he really wanted to shout loudly to express his depression.

But at this moment, a big foot wearing military boots was heavily on his back, causing him to stagger forward a few steps, almost falling to the ground.

At the same time, a cold snort sounded in his ear, cold and merciless.

"Why are you in a daze, you blocked the door and let others out?"

A Saint Dragon City soldier glanced at him indifferently, then returned to the queue and stopped responding to him.

Yue Qianhua's mouth twitched, and after a glance at the elven mercenary, they continued to look at the entrance of the dungeon.

At the entrance of the brightly lit dungeon, elven mercenaries are constantly walking to the ground, and then follow the orders of the holy dragon city warriors to obediently gather together.

These unruly guys have been repaired and completely lose their temper, and are as clever as a little sheep.

After half a day, when no prisoners finally appeared, some underground prison staff began to conduct registration audits.

The mercenaries of the elven race stepped forward one by one, reporting their names and ranks and other information, and after checking them, someone would remove their shackles.

Different levels of mercenaries have different ransoms, so they must be counted one by one.

More and more mercenaries gained freedom, and then staggered to the back of Yue Qianhua's trio. There was a trace of anger on the originally gray cheeks.

While rejoicing for salvation, they secretly vowed in their hearts that even if they were to be killed, they would never return to this place.

That kind of horrible experience, like shutting down a small black house, almost drives them crazy!

When the last elven mercenary was released, the staff had completed the statistics, and then reported the total ransom to Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhen turned his head to look at Yue Qianhua, and then saw the Green Soul Lord standing behind her approaching and handing a bag of head to the staff member.

After the check, it was confirmed that the number of brain balls was correct, Tang Zhen ignored the three of Yue Qianhua and left directly.

For these guys, Tang Zhen really didn't bother to take care of them, not to mention that they were asking for themselves now, so there was no need to give them a good face.

Yue Qianhua and others did not have time to discuss the next cooperation matters with Tang Zhen. What they have to do now is to comfort and take care of these mercenaries so that they can recover as soon as possible.

After all, when they attack Hanyue Tower City, they still need to work hard!

Gathering these captives, Yue Qianhua and others took them and left the inner city together.

At the gate of the inner city, the group of elf monks who had been waiting for Yue Qianhua finally saw her, as well as the group of people who described it as withered.

It’s just that they look worse than those wanderers!

Upon seeing this, an elven monk could not help cursing loudly: "This group of humble humans, really damn it!"

As soon as his voice fell, he heard a cold voice suddenly sounded: "Boy, do you dare to say the sentence just now?"

The elf monk frowned, turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound, but saw a sturdy blond man staring at him coldly.

The blond man was wearing a black armor with a cigarette in his mouth, looking very sloppy.

A peculiarly shaped black pistol and a walkie-talkie are hanging loosely around his waist.

It looked like a foolish man, but the murderous aura emanating from him was like the substance, and his slightly squinted eyes stared at the elf monk.

The conversation between the two immediately attracted the attention of all the elven monks and onlookers, and they all cast their eyes on the two.

The elf monk glanced at the strong man, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he hummed softly, "I just say it again, what can you do to me?"

The blond man took a puff of smoke and replied in a seemingly casual tone: "Say it again, I can't do anything to you..."

When the elven monk heard the words, the contempt in his eyes became more intense, and he mocked: "Since you dare not do anything to me, then shut up immediately, the guy who knows nothing about life and death!"

Before being blocked at the gate of the city, this elf monk took a sigh of relief. Wherever they went, they were all treated respectfully and respectfully. How ever?

Now that he met this celebrity blond man, he just found a chance to vent.

The onlookers on the side showed different colors when they heard the words, and cast contempt at the blond man.

What I said just now was so hard, but when someone asked a question, the blond man immediately persuaded him. This is too shameful!

The blond man didn't change his face, he just snorted and continued: "I mean, I won't do anything to you, but as long as you repeat it, I will kill you alone, understand?"

As soon as this statement came out, the surroundings suddenly became quiet!