Chapter 438： Eat the elf monk!

The fire turned back to the business district, and when passing the gate of the city, it happened to meet a group of monks who were arrogant. August 1st? Wen? Network W (a) W (a) W?. ?8 (eight) 1 (eight) ZW. COM

Just look at the sorcerer's expression of the sorcerer's face, and the fire will know that this group of people must be the niece from the elves.

The fire has never been a good impression for this group of people who always think that they are superior and speak and make accidents.

The area of ​​the dwarf's interracial city is adjacent to these elves. In the thousands of years, the two sides have had fierce battles more than once, and hatred has been around for a long time.

Although they haven’t reached the end of their lives, they are not pleasing to each other.

Even if the previous situation has eased, as long as the two ethnic monks come together, they often have conflicts and physical conflicts.

The young people of the dwarfs are extremely keen on this kind of battle. Their greatest pleasure is to knock out these sissy teeth, then press them in the dust and sit up again.

When the fire was young, I also participated in several such battles. I even captured the son of a five-level city owner of the elves, and sat down under the **** for a whole day!

This is also one of the achievements that the fire is proud of. Whenever the wine degrades these elves, the fire will lift this up.

If you encounter this group of people on weekdays, the fire will inevitably have to sneer a few words, clearly expressing your contempt.

And those elves of the monks are desperately ruined, and the sword is going to be a battle with oneself. It is the scene that the fire likes most.

Whenever this time, the fire will make the other party's brain into a group of monkeys jumping up and down, laughing with their stomachs.

Although this habit has been maintained for many years, unfortunately his mood is very bad today, naturally he has lost the mood to tease these elves.

He now only wants to return to the area where he lives, and tells the former city monk leader the previous story.

However, at this moment, a quarrel of voice suddenly came, attracting the attention of the fire.

When I turned around, I saw the elves of the elves who had just arrived in the holy city. They gathered at the door of the inner city and seemed to have a conflict with the defending soldiers.

After seeing this scene, the fire immediately stopped and turned and ran back to watch the fun.

For the strength of the Holy Dragon City, there has been a preliminary understanding of the fire, looking up at those high-spirited Elf monks, can not help but secretly snicker.

This group of **** sissy girls always thought that they should be treated with courtesy, and they used the excuse of elegance, but they were doing something that was arrogant.

Now that you are in the holy city, you are waiting to eat it!

Just as the fire was secretly pondering, the quarrel at the gate of the city had become more intense.

The elves of the elders who had just arrived were nearly 100 in number, all wearing white cloaks, and they were well-dressed armor.

From the point of view of cultivation, the strength of this group of elf monks is very strong. The lowest monks are also four-level cultivation, and the master-level monks are more than ten.

This kind of combat power can easily destroy an ordinary five-level building!

At this time they all stood in front of the inner city gate and confronted the defending city soldiers.

An elf lord wearing a hollow armor and a beautiful face is looking coldly at the holy dragon warrior in front of him. He said in a tone with a command: "I will say it again, I have the official document of the Elf King City in my hand. I need to hand it over to your city owner, so let him come to see me right away!"

Confronted with the monk lord of this elves, it is a warrior who is only a second-class.

Facing the current Elf monk who is capable of crushing himself, this holy dragon warrior wearing black armor has no fear, just a cold voice: "I want to ask the city master, I can tell you .

I want the big man to come and see you. Who do you think you are, I don’t think you are awake? ”

The elf lord heard a sneer and glanced at the soldier with a scornful look. He sneered: "What is your identity and dare to make your own claim?"

"I am just an ordinary Loucheng warrior, responsible for guarding this gate, so I have the right to refuse your request!

I can understand that this kind of thing that humiliates the majesty of the city owner is not willing to live in me!

I tell you, St. Dragon City is different from other places. Here, your set is not good! ”

Speaking of this, the Holy Dragon City warrior eyes, cold channel: "I will warn you again, here is the inner city area, irrelevant people are strictly prohibited to approach, please leave here immediately.

If you ignore the warning again, I have the right to shoot and kill you! ”

It seems that in response to the warning of this warrior, his voice just fell, and suddenly there was a mechanical sound of "squeaky" on the wall.

The four anti-aircraft guns, two high-altitude machine guns, and numerous black-eyed muzzles placed in the city head locked the elf monks in an instant.

In the eyes of those defending soldiers, there is always a killing flash.

A breath that is extremely depressing, suddenly filled, gives people a feeling of death close at hand.

The elves of the elves who had been arrogant have changed their face. At this moment, they have already felt a deep crisis.

They have a hunch that the metal pipes on the head of the city can easily tear them into pieces!

Although they are extremely confident in their martial arts and bows and arrows, they still have some lack of confidence in the face of this cold and cold.

Even so, they dare not shy away from dodge, they can only bite their teeth, because they represent the face of the elves.

The elf lord who negotiated with the holy dragon warrior also felt the murderous temper at the moment, and the mind was also shocked.

It was easy to glance at those weapons. He seemed to have changed his face. In fact, he had already tightened his muscles.

The elves also have similar firearms weapons, but because of the small number, they are basically used only for research and rarely used in actual combat.

Although it has been confirmed by intelligence that St. Dragon City has a large number of firearms weapons, they still do not have a clear conclusion about the actual power of these weapons.

But now it seems that the power of these firearms weapons is afraid of being far from their own imagination!

Realizing this, the temperament of the elf lord was not as good as it was just now.

Just when he felt embarrassed, suddenly his face changed slightly, and he seemed to hear something, his eyes kept turning.

A few seconds later, the elf lord looked a little slower and said to the defending warrior: "Since you insist on this, I don't have to have a general knowledge of this little person.

Then please inform the city owner now, and say that the woman of the Earl of the Elves, the Count of the Moon, is looking for the Lord of the City, and has something to talk with the master of the city! ”

This time, the attitude is obviously much better than just being, and at the very least, there is no such feeling of being above.

The sly Dragon Warrior heard the words, swiftly swept the other side, and picked up the walkie-talkie around him.

After explaining the situation here, about a few minutes later, a message came from the intercom.

After listening to the warrior with headphones, he said to the elf leader in front of him: "The master of the city can meet you, but you can only enter three people at most, no need to carry weapons!"

The elf monk looked at the walkie-talkie in the hands of the St. Dragon City warrior, and his eyes flashed a curious color, turning to look at the team behind him.

A two-station woman in a white robe nodded slightly and then looked at a beautiful woman next to her.

The woman is also wearing a white cloak, wearing a pair of extremely fit white leather armor, beautifully shaped, perfectly set off her body curve.

Although the front part of her chest is not very sturdy, it is extremely well-proportioned and looks quite seductive.

Underneath the white leather armor is a pair of perfectly perfect legs, straight and round, a strange white textile, tightly wrapped around her slender legs, with a touch of faint fluorescence.

A pair of white leather boots, extending all the way to the knees, with a very delicate pattern on it, which is obviously expensive.

Accompanied by two lord-level monks, the woman slowly passed through the gate and walked into the inner city.