Chapter 363
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"Neil, I'll take care of your mother!"
"Your father is dead."
"Your mother will increase the price of vegetables, 100000 times more!"
The Royal Palace is towering, and from time to time a yellow flame rises, and the temperature rises to 40-50 degrees.
It's hard for ordinary people and other extraordinary people, but it's paradise for fire practitioners, and there's nothing uncomfortable about it.
"Wuwu ~"
each player's neck and hands are bound by iron chains, and more than 1000 players are dragged by cavalry guards like dogs into the central hall.
Such treatment a, all players have lost their heart, the last bit of fluke in the heart, curse.
At the beginning, he still scolded Neil and called the pigs and dogs of the iron bramble family as scum. Although the guards around were not happy, they didn't say anything.
But the players' curse soon extended to the royal family, from emperor Gregory III, to his mother, to his ancestors, to his son, even to his miserable princess.
At the beginning, the guards around were still angry, but they soon became frightened and did not dare to delay time. They almost instinctively tore off their clothes and blocked the mouths of all players, making their faces red and blue.
"Lord Mullin, all these demons are here."
The guards stopped, and the leading Knights saluted a man who was white bearded, covered with thick white powder, and covered with a faint, cold and piercing smell, who was waiting in front of the door beside the hall respectfully.
Manager Mullin looked at the players curiously.
Struggling players are shocked to see their own moment in front of the golden red flame palace, pupil dilation.
Too high, too big!
Numerous flaming stone pillars are standing on the roof, which is thousands of meters high. White clouds hover on the pillars. The distance between each flame pillar is more than 100 meters. The walls are thick and solid, just like the ancient city walls.
It's not like human habitation. Every space is not designed for human use, but more like a palace built for giants or gods.
Even if there are more than 1000 kilometers of tall buildings in the players' world, it gives people a totally different feeling. The former is the feeling of human wisdom, while the latter gives people the feeling of boundless, remote and mysterious.
Manager Mulin frowned slightly: "why stop their mouths? Untie it, untie the chain. "
He has a sharp voice, not like ordinary people.
The chief court bodyguard was embarrassed and explained, "the steward, their words are so filthy that I'm afraid they can't get into your Majesty's ears."
With that, he quickly described what had happened before, and changed Mullin's face slightly.
Manager Mullin thought about it for a moment, but he still waved a large cold wind to the players on the ground. The force of the wind was so cold that the players who were sweating from time to time were frozen into iron blue. The iron chains that tied their necks, hands and feet fell to the ground like mud and fell into black powder.
"Yawn!"
"Gregory, I'm your father!"
"Lao Tze gannie Niang!"
The players are very angry to get rid of the difficulties. The filthy sound is constantly heard. Most people have a runny nose and cough. They have a cold in the cold and fire days.
Some players rushed to the surrounding knights and Knights of the earth to punch and kick their armor to ping-pong.
The knights were afraid to fight back, for fear that they would accidentally kill them. Anyway, their fists were hard to make them feel pain.
The players who hit and kicked for a while also felt that they were not strong enough to break the defense at all.
Manager Mullin turned a blind eye to the foul language that the players said to any monarch. He gracefully saluted them and extended his hand to the inside for an invitation: "gentlemen, your majesty wants to see you."
Under his sign, the surrounding Knights stretched out their spears, surrounded the players and drove to the entrance of the palace, just like driving sheep.
Some players do not want to play, directly through the system suicide left, the rest of the players are forced by the sword and gun to the palace.
"Let's go, brothers. Take a look."
Batian horizontal knife waved his hand. When he went in first, he ignored the eyes of the players around him as if they were looking at dog excrement.
After such a encounter, although most players want to come to the Empire in their hearts, the batian Hengdao has undoubtedly become like garbage in their hearts.
If he didn't know that killing batian Hengdao was useless, he was a zero grade trumpet. He would have been killed many times.
Now the result is not bad. If batian Hengdao has always been level zero, it's OK. If he is upgraded, I don't know when someone will take a black knife.
Some people take the lead, and the scattered players follow. To be honest, they are also interested in the final boss of the Empire.All of you have come. Why don't you take photos before you leave.
In the middle of the palace, the ghostly figures lined up on both sides. There were more than 20 people. Any one of them was outside, which could easily destroy the existence of an army.
On the top of the right sat a woman whom Zhao Shi was very familiar with. Her blonde hair spread to her waist, and her breath of light and holy power filled her whole body. Her white wings had already been folded up and she sat quietly.
From time to time, there were hot admiring eyes sweeping her cold and delicate face, which did not arouse any reaction from her.
All the people on the scene are hearing and seeing people, and the players' extremely disrespectful insults are clearly heard in their ears.
Most of the skyscrapers, including the sacred wings whose breath has dropped a lot recently, are indifferent, as if they have not heard of it.
At the top of the left side, a big man with a beard and a beard angrily stepped out, arched his hand and said, "Your Majesty, these exotic demons are extremely rude. Please let me kill them immediately, so that this holy and dignified place will not be defiled."
As soon as this majestic man like a steel mountain appeared, the heavy and incomparable pressure pervaded the whole audience, making many indifferent sky class strong people look awe inspiring.
They hesitated for a moment, and went out one after another. They bowed their hands respectfully to the top and said in unison, "Your Majesty, your disgrace is our disgrace. Please let us clean up your filth for you."
The seats on both sides were empty, and the crowd was concentrated in the center of the hall. Suddenly, the beautiful figure with golden hair at the top of the right was highlighted, lonely.
The holy angel was completely indifferent to the scene, did not respond, and still sat quietly.
The first iron and steel majestic man's face sank, and the heavy momentum and pressure rolled around her, and the air was twisted and undulated and crackled.
She was still mechanically looking in front of her eyes, her eyes were blank, and she seemed to be in standby mode.
Even if she was in a state of great vitality, the violent fluctuation of the air around her could not affect her at all.
"Holy wing, you..."
The iron and steel man's face was more heavy, and when he wanted to do something more, the hot temperature around him rose and let his words go back to his mouth.
On the top of the platform, which is more than ten meters higher than many strong people, a vague figure sits on the huge steel flame throne, and slowly opens his mouth: "no, these mole ants, such as weeds and mosquitoes, are not qualified to insult us, so don't worry about it."
Although the distance is far away, the sound is like thunder. The temperature around the hall rises suddenly. It seems that the terrible volcano has leaked a trace.
"Yes, your majesty."
The iron and steel man did not have the slightest hesitation, immediately returned to his seat, and the sky around him also sat down again.
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"Neil, I'll take care of your mother!"
"Your father is dead."
"Your mother will increase the price of vegetables, 100000 times more!"
The Royal Palace is towering, and from time to time a yellow flame rises, and the temperature rises to 40-50 degrees.
It's hard for ordinary people and other extraordinary people, but it's paradise for fire practitioners, and there's nothing uncomfortable about it.
"Wuwu ~"
each player's neck and hands are bound by iron chains, and more than 1000 players are dragged by cavalry guards like dogs into the central hall.
Such treatment a, all players have lost their heart, the last bit of fluke in the heart, curse.
At the beginning, he still scolded Neil and called the pigs and dogs of the iron bramble family as scum. Although the guards around were not happy, they didn't say anything.
But the players' curse soon extended to the royal family, from emperor Gregory III, to his mother, to his ancestors, to his son, even to his miserable princess.
At the beginning, the guards around were still angry, but they soon became frightened and did not dare to delay time. They almost instinctively tore off their clothes and blocked the mouths of all players, making their faces red and blue.
"Lord Mullin, all these demons are here."
The guards stopped, and the leading Knights saluted a man who was white bearded, covered with thick white powder, and covered with a faint, cold and piercing smell, who was waiting in front of the door beside the hall respectfully.
Manager Mullin looked at the players curiously.
Struggling players are shocked to see their own moment in front of the golden red flame palace, pupil dilation.
Too high, too big!
Numerous flaming stone pillars are standing on the roof, which is thousands of meters high. White clouds hover on the pillars. The distance between each flame pillar is more than 100 meters. The walls are thick and solid, just like the ancient city walls.
It's not like human habitation. Every space is not designed for human use, but more like a palace built for giants or gods.
Even if there are more than 1000 kilometers of tall buildings in the players' world, it gives people a totally different feeling. The former is the feeling of human wisdom, while the latter gives people the feeling of boundless, remote and mysterious.
Manager Mulin frowned slightly: "why stop their mouths? Untie it, untie the chain. "
He has a sharp voice, not like ordinary people.
The chief court bodyguard was embarrassed and explained, "the steward, their words are so filthy that I'm afraid they can't get into your Majesty's ears."
With that, he quickly described what had happened before, and changed Mullin's face slightly.
Manager Mullin thought about it for a moment, but he still waved a large cold wind to the players on the ground. The force of the wind was so cold that the players who were sweating from time to time were frozen into iron blue. The iron chains that tied their necks, hands and feet fell to the ground like mud and fell into black powder.
"Yawn!"
"Gregory, I'm your father!"
"Lao Tze gannie Niang!"
The players are very angry to get rid of the difficulties. The filthy sound is constantly heard. Most people have a runny nose and cough. They have a cold in the cold and fire days.
Some players rushed to the surrounding knights and Knights of the earth to punch and kick their armor to ping-pong.
The knights were afraid to fight back, for fear that they would accidentally kill them. Anyway, their fists were hard to make them feel pain.
The players who hit and kicked for a while also felt that they were not strong enough to break the defense at all.
Manager Mullin turned a blind eye to the foul language that the players said to any monarch. He gracefully saluted them and extended his hand to the inside for an invitation: "gentlemen, your majesty wants to see you."
Under his sign, the surrounding Knights stretched out their spears, surrounded the players and drove to the entrance of the palace, just like driving sheep.
Some players do not want to play, directly through the system suicide left, the rest of the players are forced by the sword and gun to the palace.
"Let's go, brothers. Take a look."
Batian horizontal knife waved his hand. When he went in first, he ignored the eyes of the players around him as if they were looking at dog excrement.
After such a encounter, although most players want to come to the Empire in their hearts, the batian Hengdao has undoubtedly become like garbage in their hearts.
If he didn't know that killing batian Hengdao was useless, he was a zero grade trumpet. He would have been killed many times.
Now the result is not bad. If batian Hengdao has always been level zero, it's OK. If he is upgraded, I don't know when someone will take a black knife.
Some people take the lead, and the scattered players follow. To be honest, they are also interested in the final boss of the Empire.All of you have come. Why don't you take photos before you leave.
In the middle of the palace, the ghostly figures lined up on both sides. There were more than 20 people. Any one of them was outside, which could easily destroy the existence of an army.
On the top of the right sat a woman whom Zhao Shi was very familiar with. Her blonde hair spread to her waist, and her breath of light and holy power filled her whole body. Her white wings had already been folded up and she sat quietly.
From time to time, there were hot admiring eyes sweeping her cold and delicate face, which did not arouse any reaction from her.
All the people on the scene are hearing and seeing people, and the players' extremely disrespectful insults are clearly heard in their ears.
Most of the skyscrapers, including the sacred wings whose breath has dropped a lot recently, are indifferent, as if they have not heard of it.
At the top of the left side, a big man with a beard and a beard angrily stepped out, arched his hand and said, "Your Majesty, these exotic demons are extremely rude. Please let me kill them immediately, so that this holy and dignified place will not be defiled."
As soon as this majestic man like a steel mountain appeared, the heavy and incomparable pressure pervaded the whole audience, making many indifferent sky class strong people look awe inspiring.
They hesitated for a moment, and went out one after another. They bowed their hands respectfully to the top and said in unison, "Your Majesty, your disgrace is our disgrace. Please let us clean up your filth for you."
The seats on both sides were empty, and the crowd was concentrated in the center of the hall. Suddenly, the beautiful figure with golden hair at the top of the right was highlighted, lonely.
The holy angel was completely indifferent to the scene, did not respond, and still sat quietly.
The first iron and steel majestic man's face sank, and the heavy momentum and pressure rolled around her, and the air was twisted and undulated and crackled.
She was still mechanically looking in front of her eyes, her eyes were blank, and she seemed to be in standby mode.
Even if she was in a state of great vitality, the violent fluctuation of the air around her could not affect her at all.
"Holy wing, you..."
The iron and steel man's face was more heavy, and when he wanted to do something more, the hot temperature around him rose and let his words go back to his mouth.
On the top of the platform, which is more than ten meters higher than many strong people, a vague figure sits on the huge steel flame throne, and slowly opens his mouth: "no, these mole ants, such as weeds and mosquitoes, are not qualified to insult us, so don't worry about it."
Although the distance is far away, the sound is like thunder. The temperature around the hall rises suddenly. It seems that the terrible volcano has leaked a trace.
"Yes, your majesty."
The iron and steel man did not have the slightest hesitation, immediately returned to his seat, and the sky around him also sat down again.
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
"Neil, I'll take care of your mother!" "Your father is dead." "Your mother will increase the price of vegetables, 100000 times more!" The Royal Palace is towering, and from time to time a yellow flame rises, and the temperature rises to 40-50 degrees. It's hard for ordinary people and other extraordinary people, but it's paradise for fire practitioners, and there's nothing uncomfortable about it. "Wuwu ~" each player's neck and hands are bound by iron chains, and more than 1000 players are dragged by cavalry guards like dogs into the central hall. Such treatment a, all players have lost their heart, the last bit of fluke in the heart, curse. At the beginning, he still scolded Neil and called the pigs and dogs of the iron bramble family as scum. Although the guards around were not happy, they didn't say anything. But the players' curse soon extended to the royal family, from emperor Gregory III, to his mother, to his ancestors, to his son, even to his miserable princess. At the beginning, the guards around were still angry, but they soon became frightened and did not dare to delay time. They almost instinctively tore off their clothes and blocked the mouths of all players, making their faces red and blue. "Lord Mullin, all these demons are here." The guards stopped, and the leading Knights saluted a man who was white bearded, covered with thick white powder, and covered with a faint, cold and piercing smell, who was waiting in front of the door beside the hall respectfully. Manager Mullin looked at the players curiously. Struggling players are shocked to see their own moment in front of the golden red flame palace, pupil dilation. Too high, too big! Numerous flaming stone pillars are standing on the roof, which is thousands of meters high. White clouds hover on the pillars. The distance between each flame pillar is more than 100 meters. The walls are thick and solid, just like the ancient city walls. It's not like human habitation. Every space is not designed for human use, but more like a palace built for giants or gods. Even if there are more than 1000 kilometers of tall buildings in the players' world, it gives people a totally different feeling. The former is the feeling of human wisdom, while the latter gives people the feeling of boundless, remote and mysterious. Manager Mulin frowned slightly: "why stop their mouths? Untie it, untie the chain. " He has a sharp voice, not like ordinary people. The chief court bodyguard was embarrassed and explained, "the steward, their words are so filthy that I'm afraid they can't get into your Majesty's ears." With that, he quickly described what had happened before, and changed Mullin's face slightly. Manager Mullin thought about it for a moment, but he still waved a large cold wind to the players on the ground. The force of the wind was so cold that the players who were sweating from time to time were frozen into iron blue. The iron chains that tied their necks, hands and feet fell to the ground like mud and fell into black powder. "Yawn!" "Gregory, I'm your father!" "Lao Tze gannie Niang!" The players are very angry to get rid of the difficulties. The filthy sound is constantly heard. Most people have a runny nose and cough. They have a cold in the cold and fire days. Some players rushed to the surrounding knights and Knights of the earth to punch and kick their armor to ping-pong. The knights were afraid to fight back, for fear that they would accidentally kill them. Anyway, their fists were hard to make them feel pain. The players who hit and kicked for a while also felt that they were not strong enough to break the defense at all. Manager Mullin turned a blind eye to the foul language that the players said to any monarch. He gracefully saluted them and extended his hand to the inside for an invitation: "gentlemen, your majesty wants to see you." Under his sign, the surrounding Knights stretched out their spears, surrounded the players and drove to the entrance of the palace, just like driving sheep. Some players do not want to play, directly through the system suicide left, the rest of the players are forced by the sword and gun to the palace. "Let's go, brothers. Take a look." Batian horizontal knife waved his hand. When he went in first, he ignored the eyes of the players around him as if they were looking at dog excrement. After such a encounter, although most players want to come to the Empire in their hearts, the batian Hengdao has undoubtedly become like garbage in their hearts. If he didn't know that killing batian Hengdao was useless, he was a zero grade trumpet. He would have been killed many times. Now the result is not bad. If batian Hengdao has always been level zero, it's OK. If he is upgraded, I don't know when someone will take a black knife. Some people take the lead, and the scattered players follow. To be honest, they are also interested in the final boss of the Empire.All of you have come. Why don't you take photos before you leave. In the middle of the palace, the ghostly figures lined up on both sides. There were more than 20 people. Any one of them was outside, which could easily destroy the existence of an army. On the top of the right sat a woman whom Zhao Shi was very familiar with. Her blonde hair spread to her waist, and her breath of light and holy power filled her whole body. Her white wings had already been folded up and she sat quietly. From time to time, there were hot admiring eyes sweeping her cold and delicate face, which did not arouse any reaction from her. All the people on the scene are hearing and seeing people, and the players' extremely disrespectful insults are clearly heard in their ears. Most of the skyscrapers, including the sacred wings whose breath has dropped a lot recently, are indifferent, as if they have not heard of it. At the top of the left side, a big man with a beard and a beard angrily stepped out, arched his hand and said, "Your Majesty, these exotic demons are extremely rude. Please let me kill them immediately, so that this holy and dignified place will not be defiled." As soon as this majestic man like a steel mountain appeared, the heavy and incomparable pressure pervaded the whole audience, making many indifferent sky class strong people look awe inspiring. They hesitated for a moment, and went out one after another. They bowed their hands respectfully to the top and said in unison, "Your Majesty, your disgrace is our disgrace. Please let us clean up your filth for you." The seats on both sides were empty, and the crowd was concentrated in the center of the hall. Suddenly, the beautiful figure with golden hair at the top of the right was highlighted, lonely. The holy angel was completely indifferent to the scene, did not respond, and still sat quietly. The first iron and steel majestic man's face sank, and the heavy momentum and pressure rolled around her, and the air was twisted and undulated and crackled. She was still mechanically looking in front of her eyes, her eyes were blank, and she seemed to be in standby mode. Even if she was in a state of great vitality, the violent fluctuation of the air around her could not affect her at all. "Holy wing, you..." The iron and steel man's face was more heavy, and when he wanted to do something more, the hot temperature around him rose and let his words go back to his mouth. On the top of the platform, which is more than ten meters higher than many strong people, a vague figure sits on the huge steel flame throne, and slowly opens his mouth: "no, these mole ants, such as weeds and mosquitoes, are not qualified to insult us, so don't worry about it." Although the distance is far away, the sound is like thunder. The temperature around the hall rises suddenly. It seems that the terrible volcano has leaked a trace. "Yes, your majesty." The iron and steel man did not have the slightest hesitation, immediately returned to his seat, and the sky around him also sat down again. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
