Reverend Insanity

Donghai, ancient base camp.

The grand banquet has lasted for several days in the palace.

At this point, the waiter served a plate of sprayed roasted chicken.

Chickens, of course, are not unusual chickens, but fairy chickens, at least at the animal level. Ancient clan chiefs and Fangyuan, enjoyed by Wu Shuai, are Shang Ancient rough chickens.

After staying here for so many days, Wu Shuai has fully perceived the customs of the Orc - eating meat in large mouths, drinking alcohol in large mouths, Hou Mai is almost insane, and approaching brainless with pleasure. If you are recognized by the Orc, then you are the guest of the table and enjoy the best feast. Without their approval, you will always be despised, disgusted and even hated by them.

The beasts in this room manipulated the fairies, and they saw the chickens, one index finger moving loudly, coveting three feet.

These fairies are not usually eaten, and the ingredients they will be refined in the past are not as luxurious as they are today.

However, according to historical records, at the height of the Orc, these fairies are casual for the Orc House, open to eating, wasted and extravagant.

Ancient elders will grab grilled chickens as large as a grinding plate and take them directly into their hands.

“Master Wu, look.” After he spoke, he prompted an esophageal killing move.

Killing works, the ancient clan chief opens his mouth and sucks gently, sucking huge roast chicken directly into his mouth.

A grunt, the ancient clan's long throat knot rolled and swallowed the roasted chicken into his stomach.

His stomach was pounding like a pregnant woman.

The ancient chief touched his stomach and laughed: “It will take half a day for this ancient rough chicken to digest completely. In the meantime, my luck will be enhanced. That's my esophagus killer -- eating chickens. ”

Wu Shuai nodded and praised: “A good chicken eater, excellent effect, can simulate the use of the esophagus. In my opinion, your enhanced luck seems to be focused on survival. ”

The ancient chief admirably said: "My predecessors did not have bad eyes, that's exactly what happened. According to the records, if our people's magic fairies are in danger or in a mixed war, they will often survive with this technique. ”

Wu Shuai nodded, and the handler tore a piece of chicken and swallowed it into his stomach: “Next, let me demonstrate the slave killing technique. ”

Of course, this banquet is not a simple one, it is a reciprocal legacy of Fong Yuan and the ancient race.

Ancient ethnic groups have changeways, esophageal inheritance, are willing to exchange some of the contents, and sources for slave inheritance.

The ancient tribe is ready to move in the direction of the dragon people, and the dragon people are born with traces of the slave lane, so there is a need for slave lane inheritance.

The source is indispensable.

Something out of the slave path can be exchanged for the inheritance of the ancients.

Their inheritance is quite unique, the changeway inheritance is old-fashioned, and the esophageal inheritance is also called the source of surprises.

By the way, the esophagus was originally created by the Orcs.

The ancient peoples, lurking on the East Sea floor, have also gradually developed a more complete set of esophageal heritage.

What the ancient chiefs just showed us was one of the killings —— eating chickens.

The style of the Orc led to the killing of names that were shallow and easy to understand, crude, but one effect was practical.

Exchange and cooperation between Fangyuan and Ancient ethnic groups is constantly deepening.

Formerly Fangyuan helped them transform the dragon man, and now they exchange heirlooms.

Fangyuan split Wu Shuai demonstrated the slave slaughter technique, and all the beasts in attendance saw their hearts and minds shake, screaming well.

Clapping his hands, the ancient chief called a team of dragon women: “Adults are also invited to enjoy the song and dance. ”

These dragon women are just changing identities of the Orcs, and the live songs are dancing, full of wildness and temptation, with an ancient style.

One of them is a dragon fairy, more of a swinging figure, in a festive state.

After the dance, these dragon women did not retreat, but instead surrounded Wu Shuai.

“Lord Wu Shuai.” Ancient clan chiefs are sincere to the extreme, “looking at adults who do not have slaves to serve, would like to give these women to adults, and ask adults to show their faces for storage. ”

Wu Shuhaha smiled and pulled the feminine dragon fairy into her arms: “This kind will dishonor me. I, the Dragon Nation, are indeed rare, and my sons and daughters are also burdensome. I will take this woman as the princess, and the rest of you will be the princess. ”

The ancient tribe grew up happy, raised the glass, and the whole place cheered, celebrating the relationship between the two families deepened another layer.

Immediately after the banquet, Wu Xiang took these dragon women into the Dragon Palace to hold a big event.

Shortly afterwards, far from the eighth floor of the Crazy Demon Cave, the source body received information from Wu Shuang.

“Married to the Ancients? That's a good thing.” His eyes glistened.

Princess Wu Shanna, naturally, is married. Blessed are the women who reassure the ancients. In the future, if there are children, the relationship between the two parties will be closer.

“When the time is right, I will be able to annex this ancient people silently, taking advantage of the children born. ”

The ancient people wanted to climb onto Wu Shuang, but didn't know that all of this was expected from Fangyuan.

The idea was to absorb the entire ancient race.

Mature people know that fighting and killing is just one way, and there are many other ways to handle things.

Fangyuan intends to use his gentle political skill to annex the ancient peoples. Although time consuming can be a bit long, the way is euphemistic, maximizing energy retention and maximizing benefits for the source.

“The inheritance in the hands of the ancient people is really good. What they keep in their hands is certainly better. And there's a lot to look at in exchange for the inheritance. Especially the esophagus. ”

The source of the esophagus is in the hands of Fangyuan. The inheritance of the beast who created the esophagus is most orthodox.

The ancient tribe passed through the sea mulberry fields and developed an esophageal heritage, which is also very excellent, and many places have different paths. For example, eating a chicken kill technique can simulate the effect of the shipping lane.

At first glance, this inheritance brings much inspiration to the source. The convenience of reading and ordering Sekido to try this extrapolation.

And he sits on a big white fish, still wandering aimlessly in nothingness.

The momentum of the big white fish has changed dramatically.

Through the continuous pointing of the source, even if it has limited spirituality, it has made a breakthrough, and the bottlenecks that previously plagued it no longer exist.

However, what is expected from the source is not in the future.

The square dotted white fish is to use it to attract the reception of the loess dojo.

As a result, so many days have passed, not even the shadow of the Loess Dojo has been found.

According to Big White Fish, this is an unexpected opportunity.

But Fang Yuan snorted, and he implicitly guessed: “Opportunity and fate are all bullshit. It seems that this loess dojo itself, also has spirituality, or autonomous will, which has broken my calculations and has no active appearance. ”

“Keep exploring for a while and see what happens. ”

A few days later.

“Where are you going?” Square sat on the back of a big white fish and made a sneer.

He pushed the kill move, flew out a powerful hand and grabbed a fat rhino.

“Forgive me, saint. Forgive me!” The rhino cried out for forgiveness and kept struggling, but the powerful hand locked it in death.

Fang Yuan laughed, fingers a little, the rhino's soul was suddenly photographed.

Just a few breaths, he takes the rhino's life experience, and all the things he knows are all over his chest.

The rhino comes from a barbaric dojo, almost like a loess dojo, and it's also a bottleneck, leaving the world for a breakthrough.

Unfortunately, it met the source.

Without saying anything, Fang Yuan did it. Three or two times, he caught this seven-turn rhinoceros alive.

The big white fish witnessed the whole process, and the horrible power of the source scared it to death.

“You're lucky to run into me, let me dig you up a bit.” Fang Yuan smiled.

The rhinoceros' soul was stuffed back again. This time it learned to be good. He quickly knelt down and kowtowed to each other.

A few more days have passed.

“Go on, remember to practice well.” Square looks at the big white fish and fat rhinoceros in front of him.

Big fish and rhinos were fearful and shouted, “Congratulations to the saints! ”

“I'll be back for an early return.” Square smiles.

Big fish and rhinoceros tremble so hard that when the source disappears completely into their sight, they stop worshipping and look at each other, there is a kind of endemic happiness and ecstasy.

Of course, when Fang Yuan said goodbye, what he would return to, he also turned into a huge shadow, covering both their minds.

Crazy Devil's Cave, 7th floor.

The conspirator took a step with care and a pale face.

Getting here is pretty close to his limit.

“Take a break.” The conspirators had to do so.

He sat down, turned into a stone statue, and rested.

Behind him, not Xian and Fat Mountain are also resting.

A moment later, the conspirator broke the stone skin and stood up again.

“Boss, let's go back. ”

“Yeah, demonic sounds have become irregular and impenetrable. And for a while, there was no magic. We're in a very risky position here. ”

“Yeah, isn't Fong Yuan our foreman? ”

Not Xian, Fat Mountain warned.

The conspirator sighed and nodded helplessly: "Well, it's time to retreat. ”

The death of Fang Yuan made all three freaks have some desire to appease Sam.

But just as the conspirator was about to turn back, he opened his eyes wide and couldn't move.

“Boss, how are you... uh! ”

“Fang Yuan, Fang Yuan? Is that you!”

Not Xian, Fat Mountain was shocked to see Fangyuan slowly walking towards them.

“Of course it's me.” Fang Yuan nodded.

“Wonderful, you're not dead!” Not a fairy shout.

“But how come we didn't see you?” The conspirator asks in confusion.

Fang Yuan nodded again: “That's because I went to the eighth floor and was prompted by the honored ones. ”

“The eighth floor?! ”

“Venerable Tip?! ”

The Mad Three Monsters are shocked again.

“Yeah, I'll tell you more. But all in all, there is only one word: if you are to live forever, you are doomed.” Fangyuan is a serious hoax.